On a drive to Target recently, a poet friend of mine said, "If I had unlimited money, I would buy a new razor every day." I thought it odd, but he actually might be on to something. Think about that edge!
I realized something on my flight to Albuquerque last week. I read a twenty page theoretical article by Gayatri Spivak, a post-colonial theorist who makes no attempts to move away from the esoteric, and understood it almost immediately.
This is no small feat. I struggle with Spivak. I'm reading back over the article now, and cannot for the life of me grasp that understanding I had on the plane. I am led to one conclusion, and one conclusion only.
Planes are the best place to do homework. Ever.
Since I've already betrayed my unabashed love for Lost, I do not feel too embarrassed to think that if only I, too, had received unlimited mileage from Oceanic Airlines, I would be the smartest. person. ever.
Now who's gonna pay for my flights so that I can graduate from this Masters program?