Friday, April 07, 2006
(7:49 AM) | Adam Kotsko:
Friday Afternoon Confessional: Gas Station Hot Dogs
I confess that yesterday I basically checked out of every area of life. My excuse for this was that class was cancelled and I decided to skip the academic council meeting, such that the time that normally would have been taken by that was a "freebie." I confess that toward the end of said period, I started to have a severe headache that restricted my ability to do anything at all. I confess that I'm still not sure of the cause.I confess that I hope that vitamin supplements will make up for poor eating habits. I confess that when I go grocery shopping, it must be abundantly obvious that I am a bachelor. I confess that when I saw what the guy in front of me was buying and how old he was, I assumed he was some sad divorcé just trying to somehow get his life back together. (The tip-off was the jar of pickles.) I confess that I didn't want to talk to the clerk about the lutein supplements that I was buying -- and I further confess that I bought them as a result of a market research project I did last summer.
I confess that I'm not a very good student representative, skipping meetings during a very turbulent period in CTS's history. I confess that I don't feel like I have the skills to make much of a difference in this situation, but I did post something on the brand new CTS bulletin board system.
I confess that I've never had a gas station hot dog. I confess that I've lost touch with the Trigger's crowd, as I become "busier" and come to "like driving" "less." I confess that people are surprised that I wrote, much less managed to find a publisher for, a paper on Bonhoeffer -- one professor asked, "Is it the same Bonhoeffer?" I confess that I was not successful in getting a paper published in the very prestigious Journal of Religion. I confess that I felt like a jackass when I didn't rush to volunteer for a presentation in Marion's class on Augustine (now taught by Marion alone, because David Tracy is having health issues), but even if I had tried to get one, I likely would have failed -- and I'm better in writing than in extemporaneous situations anyway. I confess that the class is probably going to cause more of a work pile-up than I initially thought, because he wants the papers a couple weeks before the end of the quarter so as not to have to lug them to France. I do have an idea or two, though. (Or, more accurately, just one.)
I confess that I was very happy to see so many of The Weblog's contributors jumping in this week -- particularly the long-absent Young Hegelian. I confess that Ben Wolfson was admirably hateful. I confess that if anyone who hasn't already taken a day would like to cover Thursdays for good old Doug Johnson during the month of April, I would appreciate it.
Thank you, everyone.
