Freedom Fries, Philosopher Kings, and Nerdom

It's been a few days since I have written in my blog, but alas nothing writable has happened in my life. My happiness has faded though, and my sleep cycle is back to regular thank God. I am back to the Emily you saw and know pre night of passion. The only thing good that has happened to me these past few days has been Sean visiting (we had a good time...doubling the beef and what not) and figuring out the end of my play! Note: Alex goes crazy...but that's all I'm going to tell you for now.
As for the other things, some things have been bothering me.
I realized that I must accept my nerdom. I read all the Akira books (mmm Akira)...and then while at the diner, I saw the 'teen girl squad' from homestarrunner.com walk by...Cheerleader, so and so, what's her face, the ugly one! Everyone at the table laughed so loud. So I accept my nerdom...I like mst3k...I loved all of Akira (though 15 year old boys should NOT be getting their school nurses pregnant or hitting on 20 something revolutionaries) and with my nerd glasses, me and my fellow nerds will rise up and rule the world...maybe
I was reading the "New Yorker" during my break in playwriting today and I game across a blurb for Leon's American Symphony Orchestra gala at Lincoln Center. "Leon Botstein, the director of the ACO and PHILOSOPHER KING" I almost dropped my magazine and let out a shreek causing the class to look at me in a strange way. Leon is NOT a philosopher king! Who in the New Yorker would write that awful remark??? Leon, as all of you know, hates me...and having a philosopher king hate me is just...weird. Plato is rolling over in his grave, tomb, ditch whatever right now!
Since we're on the idea of "shock and awe"...The capital lunchroom in DC has now changed its menu to include instead of french toast and french fries, "Freedom toast and Freedom fries." What the hell? This is just like during WW1 when we renamed everything German into "liberty"...do you think the French even fuckin care that we renamed French toast "freedom toast?" We're not even at war with them. An article in MSN's "Slate" says this:
"If chauvinistic warmongers want to start renaming stuff, it should be Iraqi stuff. There’s probably not much point in going after Iraqi food such as masgoof (barbecued fish) and pacha (sort of an Iraqi haggis) because Americans don’t eat them. A better idea would be to tear out every page in the Bible that features an Iraqi place name, such as Babylon, Babel, the Garden of Eden, Nineveh, and Ur. The Christian right will object, but we all have to make sacrifices during wartime."
We're going to war people...and in five days too. How do I feel about it? Ehhh...I am pissed but nothing can be done now.
What does the weekend hold for Emily? Oh yeah, sitting in the library reading "Classical Quarterlys" from 1971 thinking about how last weekend was so much better than this weekend.