January 2008 Archives
- January 25, 2008: A Reminder || No. of Comments: 2
One of my college professors wrote a letter of recommendation this month to help me complete a grad school application. I cringed when I read it: “Aaron’s favorite book was For Whom the Bell Tolls; he stopped reading Walden because it was too boring. He enjoyed the Bible and poetry, and he read a poem that ended, ‘Some things are better left unsaid.’” He enjoyed the Bible. It instantly brought me back seven years to my freshman year at Michigan State University. This was me: Religious to an extreme, closeted, and uncomfortable in my own skin. I shared a dorm…
- January 13, 2008: Compulsive viewing || No. of Comments: 6
I can’t stop watching this. via dooce…
- January 4, 2008: We Need This || No. of Comments: 2
Years from now, you’ll look back and you’ll say that this was the moment, this was the place where America remembered what it means to hope. For many months, we’ve been teased, even derided for talking about hope. But we always knew that hope is not blind optimism. It’s not ignoring the enormity of the tasks ahead or the roadblocks that stand in our path. “It’s not sitting on the sidelines or shirking from a fight. Hope is that thing inside us that insists, despite all the evidence to the contrary, that something better awaits us if we have…
- January 1, 2008: Hip Shaker || No. of Comments: 3
Yesterday I was in a blah mood. The thought of a frenetic New Years made me feel exhausted and a tad bit cranky. I pondered the social ramifications of spending the evening locked in my apartment with a book and, perhaps, Damien Rice. Would it appear too misanthropic? A bad omen for 2008? Was I just depressed about being dateless on New Years Eve? About not being able to drink a drop of alcohol due to antibiotics? But it sounded so swell. My phone buzzed with calls and text messages from friends wondering what the plans were. I ignored them…
