Philosophy, politics, entertainment. Art, music, poetry, science. Macrocosm, microcosm.
Caldissimo oggi, at least ninety-nine degrees. I'm making plans to go swimming, play more Mozart and Handel, wearing super light and brief swimming trunks, which I am almost too fat really in good conscience to do. Have discovered one Rictor Norton, whose essays and books on Queer History are pungent, informative "essentialism," much to my taste.
posted by anatole at
11:22 AM
I burn hot. I tend to exhaust people in conversation, like Margaret Fuller did Carlyle. Which leaves me (but apparently not Margaret) always wishing I'd shut up sooner. I have quite a few friends and not many enemies, but I'm very proud of the few I do have. There is consensus among my friends about me, which is how I know to write about myself. What my enemies think of me I have no idea. That, of course, could be dangerous. The list of interests and favorites is absurdly partial and half-assed, particularly as to music and books. It's the stupid format of the blog itself, as given, that, of course, I color outside the lines and burst the seams of.
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