Like hope, but different

I stole this from Democracy in America, my favorite of The Economist's blogs (which is occasionally frequented by Julian Sanchez, who is just so dreamy, you know). It's a spoof on the Yes I Can video that's so popular on YouTube. I am tremendously happy for its existence.



There are numerous other things that I can say and want to say, but sadly I am feeling just a touch too lethargic to start writing about the many things that comprise my life. But allow me to propose a toast! To Saint Thomas More, fairest and most just man of the bar, author of Utopia, revolutionary humanist intellectual, martyrer of Protestants in the realm at the behest of His Majesty, King Henry VIII, and martyr himself of the Catholic faith, also at the behest of His Majesty, King Henry VIII. Your life was just too fucked up not to love.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to grab a bite and a cup of joe. I have a long night ahead of me. Hasta la byebye, dears.

Jennifer Louise

I still haven't listened to Of Montreal's Adhils Arboretum enough to say much about it, but I am a big fan of thematic albums, and the execution is very good, though I worry that some of the songs start sounding alike (but then, with thematic albums, that's not necessarily a fault). Jennifer Louise is a particularly nice song, though it doesn't exactly fit in with the theme. What's the theme, by the way? Something about old people or old peoplish things. Leave me alone. I'm not lucid.

Tomorrow I begin my life as Sir Thomas More and swear off private property here and forever. Alas.