Weekend was decent. Went out last night and had a ball. And just in case you were wondering, instead of wearing a shirt, I wore an actual slip, from an actual Anthropologie sleepwear section, as a dress. (But I wore a boxy jacket over it, so it wasn't too slutty.) And I put up a blurry pic of myself because I am not entirely comfortable with being clear.
My friend and I attracted some characters before we even got in the door at the bar. They were fun/harmless, so we hung with them all night. One of their friends was an older guy who told me he was a philosophy professor. I asked him what he specialized in, and he started rattling off the usual Husserl, Hegel, Heidegger stuff. He trailed off, assuming I was a dumb blonde. And then I asked, "So, what do you think of Zizek?" BAM! He picked up his jaw and replied that he'd hung out with him about a year ago and thought he was fantastic.
I pretty much spent the rest of the night dorking out with the professor. I regret that I didn't dance, but I did get to use some fancy words. I will dance next weekend.
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8 comments:
Zizek is a loser who just tweeks marxist theory. There's always someone trying to critique idealology...
Philosophy is the ultimate double talk - totally useless!
Wow, my first anonymous commenter--thanks for reading!! I love driving myself crazy with philosophy. And with useless losers.
A slip... with 3" heels to top it all off. It's good to see you're not self-conscious about your height.
Hey, what ever happened with the nasty cut at the fish fry? That was surely blog-worthy stuff. Chicks dig scars... not sure how that plays out for you, but surely you can make the best of it.
BTW, are you dry-humping that longboard?
I figured the pic was too gross to put up on a blog. And I love how I didn't want to get blood on my towel (because it matches my board), but I had absolutely no problem ruining yours!
Even if I stoop, I'm still 5'9", so I might as well embrace it. Was actually going to wear ballet flats, but they looked too much like slippers!
You know how girls get around logs.
Yup. Real surfers keep the boards in the living room.
It's me meg-pie. I'm not anonymous!
You missed out on a golden opportunity to whip out the ole' Monty Python Philosopher's Song! Shame on you!
Just in case you meet any more lame philosophy profs, commit the following to memory:
Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable.
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table.
David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel,
And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.
There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist.
Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed.
John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.
Plato, they say, could stick it away--
Half a crate of whisky every day.
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle.
Hobbes was fond of his dram,
And René Descartes was a drunken fart.
'I drink, therefore I am.'
Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed,
A lovely little thinker,
But a bugger when he's pissed.
Oh seapony, you're so cute! But I would never quote MP. I loathe MP. Which reminds me that I should make "Things I Hate Even Though Everyone Else Likes Them" a regular feature of this blog.
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