I have recently discovered Whit Stillman movies. I know, I know, what kind of gay Catholic doesn't know about Whit Stillman? Anyway, I have come to the conclusion that Metropolitan is a masterpiece. It may be one of the best movies of the modern age. I've watched it almost a dozen times now. It's great. Maybe I will write about it soon. You have to have a certain type of temperament to like it, I think. Namely, you can't be a liberal, but I recommend it to everyone. It's on Netflix, check it out. But this scene, so fantastic: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-CwnfathXhU
Monday, November 4, 2013
A sincere apology for my absence. My life over the past few months, which still isn't in order, has been all over the place. I have not lived in a single place for any significant period of time since May. From studying to the bar to taking the bar to moving...twice, I've just not been able to really write at all. I'm actually at my new office right now, sitting on a couch, writing this. I did get a pretty neat new laptop though, so it's not so bad.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
I apologize for such sparse posting. I've been busy transitioning into the whole being an adult thing. And honestly, I've been a little depressed. A lot of that, I imagine, has to do with the transitioning. (Incidentally, every time I hear the word "transitioning," I think of some transgender person saying something like, "I'm transitioning right now" or something. As if it's some sort of separate state of being.) It's weird how one always gets depressed during life changes. Even good life changes. There's always something sad about changing.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
As I mentioned in my last post, I went on a week long trip for a friend's wedding. I decided to drive (to California, which is not close to where I live) because the groom's brother (also the best man) doesn't like flying, so I thought we could make a road trip thing out of it. There's two things I want to point out about the experience. One, that I had no idea California had such nice weather in the summer. Seriously, you people are spoiled. And two, that marriage is weird.
Monday, August 5, 2013
I finished the bar. I would not wish the bar exam on my worst enemy. Or I would. I don't know. Whichever way makes the most sense. But it was awful. I've never been more stressed out in my entire life. I still don't think I've recovered. But I am sitting here with my dogs, who are thrilled to see me again. So that's something.
I was going to write a post on prudishness, and I got a pretty good start on it, but I'm just too worn out. Unfortunately I'm going on a week long trip for a friend's wedding on Wednesday too, but I'll try to get something done tomorrow if I can. I just wanted to check in. There's always this crazy up after you finish something difficult. The freedom of relief. But then there's sort of a down. What idiot thought it was a good idea to try to become a lawyer.
Thursday, July 18, 2013
I'm sure most people have heard of this Ashley Madison site. If you haven't, the site claims that it's a place for married people to go to have discreet affairs. As I'm sure you can imagine, I think the site is truly awful and aids in gravely immoral acts. But this should sort of go without saying, so why even bring it up? Well, recently, I came across this article written by some woman who went undercover on the Ashley Madison site, pretending to be an adulterous woman looking for a relationship. What was most fascinating about the article is how the men justified their adultery. That is, what was most interesting is that I found myself understanding their reasoning.
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
I'm very busy studying (and will be for the next three weeks), but I came across this interview while driving in the car listening to Sirius. I try not to make it a habit to listen to Howard Stern (a significantly large portion of the Howard Stern show is worthless and downright immoral), but he sometimes has decent interviews. This is not one of those interviews (Stern is particularly clueless here), but the topic itself is interesting. I'm not sure when this took place, but Artie Lange is there, so it must have been at least the 2000's, before Lange tried to kill himself in early 2010.