Déjà Vu: If It All Seems Familiar, There May Be a Reason NY Times, September 14, 2004 New & interesting research being done on the experience of déjà vu, some of it just down the road at SMU. I spent… more ›

Before heading into my humanities classroom this afternoon, a student stopped me to ask about the first writing assignment. I had stipulated that they could choose any text to write about as long as it had been created before they… more ›

Yesterday–the anniversary of the beginning of Nazi Germany’s blitz over London–I sent the saddest, most pathetic email of my life to that great city on the Thames. Oh, London, we hardly knew ye! The (extreme) right candidate & why he’s… more ›

I think I shall go into cryptology–not necessarily breaking codes so much as creating new, indecipherable ones. It would be more useful than soap star (estrella de la telenovela) . I just don’t have it in me anymore to care… more ›

You are a big, fat, stupid, lazy, ugly, retarded fuck. You have shit for brains. You look and act like a moron, and your stink attracts flies. You will never amount to anything. You are a waste of oxygen. You’re… more ›

The Olympic games have been eating away my oxygen these past few nights like Sylvia’s tulips. I often get annoyed with the announcers mythologizing the American athletes; and I’ve adopted my own system of naming: Paul Hamm has become “the… more ›

…doesn’t mean you belong. Okay, here’s the skinny: I’m not moving to London this fall. Yes, I concede that I may be passing up the opportunity of a lifetime, but I also concede that I’m passing up a level of… more ›

Tossed and turned throughout the entire night until I woke up with the words from “Don’t Dream It” from The Rocky Horror Picture Show in my head: Whatever happened to Fay Wray That delicate satin draped frame As it clung… more ›

I found the above phrase used in an online personal ad today. I think I need to meet this person. How does he know I’d hear music at my gym? Why does he insist I read scary books? It’s all… more ›