Archive for March, 2008

Traveling, like for real

Sunday, March 30th, 2008

I’m all aflutter, waiting for 3pm when I go to the airport for my first flight across the ocean. The longest flight I’ve ever taken was from Dallas to Toronto.  Going from the US to Canada, there are only subtle differences that tell you you’re in another country –  signs in French and English, distances measured […]

The Big D

Tuesday, March 18th, 2008

Out at dinner with my girlfriends last night, we spent an unusually large amount of time talking about death and funeral customs, burials, cremation, mourning, insurance policies.  It started with M, talking about her recent trip to Houston for her grandmother’s funeral. 
The phrase, “There wasn’t an open casket,” led us in.  J, who’s from China, said […]

Bring on the Magic

Saturday, March 15th, 2008

That’s not to say that I actually liked Neverwhere as a novel, but I am interested in seeing the BBC miniseries some time.  Although I thought parts of the book were quite trite, the actual concept was cool, and it would be fun to see it played out on the screen, even though I’ve been […]

Back to Past and Present London, Sort of

Sunday, March 9th, 2008

It’s time to move on.  My tour of dystopic future Londons started back on Halloween. I’ll apologize now. I said it was going to be a “short tour,” but as you can see it lasted over four months. That’s an average of one book per month.  I think I may have gone a little obsesso.
Anyway, […]

Don’t Fear the Cave

Wednesday, March 5th, 2008

Travels are cyclical — you start at home, you go away and then you come back home again.  And now I’ve come full circle from the philosophical discussion and back to the gay.  We are talking about Plato, after all.  I was thinking that maybe coming out of the cave for Plato was a little like […]

The Shadows of Freedom

Monday, March 3rd, 2008

So another of my favorite tales from philosophaster school was the allegory of the cave from Plato’s Republic.  Similar to the fat guy story, and as its name suggests, this one also happens in a cave. 
It goes something like this: you’ve spent your life chained to a cave wall.  People pass by outside the cave, and they […]

A New Me

Saturday, March 1st, 2008

So, the man decided to move on, and I had to come along for the ride.  While the blog application he wrote was fine in the beginning, he wanted to get all fancy with the link backs and the tags and the spam controls, so he figured WordPress was a better way to go.
While it […]