Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Futures
Turns out I'm veering sharply away from ethnic identity on the paper we have due tomorrow, and am instead going to work on BlogShares as a metaphor for language. I've been toying around with a separate weblog for web-publishing my academic stuff, so maybe the paper will show up there. We'll see.
Susanne has begun the "horrible wedding nightmare" phase. She told me today of one of those, you know, where everything goes wrong, and the bride trips on her dress and the flowers are all dead and the rings are back in the hotel and the groom's mouth is sewn shut so he can't say his vows and the preacher's head is a slimy fish face that spouts fire.
Last night, I dreamt that Susanne and I were exploring an ancient Mesoamerican temple, which emerged like nature's secret from plush green moss. Golden light filtered down through the verdant canopy, and we pushed hanging vines aside, and there were no bugs. A few weeks ago I dreamt that Susanne and I were riding on the back of a flying unicorn, high above the clouds, our hair whipping in the cool wind as we marveled at the blushing sunset sky.
I count my blessings.
Susanne has begun the "horrible wedding nightmare" phase. She told me today of one of those, you know, where everything goes wrong, and the bride trips on her dress and the flowers are all dead and the rings are back in the hotel and the groom's mouth is sewn shut so he can't say his vows and the preacher's head is a slimy fish face that spouts fire.
Last night, I dreamt that Susanne and I were exploring an ancient Mesoamerican temple, which emerged like nature's secret from plush green moss. Golden light filtered down through the verdant canopy, and we pushed hanging vines aside, and there were no bugs. A few weeks ago I dreamt that Susanne and I were riding on the back of a flying unicorn, high above the clouds, our hair whipping in the cool wind as we marveled at the blushing sunset sky.
I count my blessings.
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
Rolled Eyes
Susanne told me that she wonders if people roll their eyes when they read my blog, and I mention her. I will admit that I usually deploy gushy terms, but I'll also admit that part of the reason I call her my bride-to-be is that I can never remember how many e's go on the end of "fianc". I am dreadfully afraid of putting on too few or too many e's for her gender and end up calling her the man to whom I am engaged.
So here's the rule: two e's if it's a woman, and one if it's a man. So Susanne is my fiancee. And I can't use that excuse anymore.
Chances are that I'll still write a bit gushingly about Susanne from time to time, but I think that's part of my license as an engaged man. I do love her, and I am affectionate toward her, and I am eager to be married to her. Romance is not dead, my friends, even though Susanne emphatically states as much when my body makes noises it never seemed to make when we were courting.
So here's the rule: two e's if it's a woman, and one if it's a man. So Susanne is my fiancee. And I can't use that excuse anymore.
Chances are that I'll still write a bit gushingly about Susanne from time to time, but I think that's part of my license as an engaged man. I do love her, and I am affectionate toward her, and I am eager to be married to her. Romance is not dead, my friends, even though Susanne emphatically states as much when my body makes noises it never seemed to make when we were courting.
Settlers
Congrats all the way 'round for Natalie's acceptance to Rutgers! Susanne and I will be so sad to see Natalie and Peter leave, but I am so happy to know them and to see where they are going in the future that I'm excited for her to get on out so I can talk about her to people I know in five years.
In my dream world, I have constructed a town. And in that town there are several of my best friends who have many roles. When I was at the seminary I found too many people who would run my local church. Natalie and I and Bryan and Susanne are all people I would want running the town's university. Now, with so many of my friends approaching ordination, part of that dream is coalescing. The other part will be complete when Natalie is finished with her doctorate, and she and Peter join us. Natalie also volunteered Peter as the town atheist.
If I can get everyone together in this town, I think it will be a little slice of heaven on earth, just a bunch of overeducated sinners with lots of great conversations.
Now accepting applications.
In my dream world, I have constructed a town. And in that town there are several of my best friends who have many roles. When I was at the seminary I found too many people who would run my local church. Natalie and I and Bryan and Susanne are all people I would want running the town's university. Now, with so many of my friends approaching ordination, part of that dream is coalescing. The other part will be complete when Natalie is finished with her doctorate, and she and Peter join us. Natalie also volunteered Peter as the town atheist.
If I can get everyone together in this town, I think it will be a little slice of heaven on earth, just a bunch of overeducated sinners with lots of great conversations.
Now accepting applications.
