Sometimes, I’ve got nothing to say. Yesterday and today are days like those. I did get a book, called Revelations: Visions, Prophecy, and Politics in the Book of Revelation by Elaine Pagels in the mail yesterday. With my Amazon rewards points, I ordered Revelations, a pink t-shirt that says, “If the fetus you save is gay, will you still fight for its rights,” a green t-shirt with a t-rex that says, “If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands,” The Miseducation of Cameron Post (a review of this book is forthcoming, once I get my copy back), and The Death and Life of the Great American School System: How Testing and Choice Are Undermining Education. I’ve been saving my points for several years, so I decided to go out of the credit card business with a huge capitalist flair. I’m hoping to completely get rid of my credit cards by fall, paying them off as soon as possible, and starting over with decent credit sans the plastic. I see no point in being armpit deep in debt to banks that care nothing about me.
See, I told you, I really had nothing to say. Hopefully by tomorrow this little bit of writer’s, contemplator’s, reader’s block will be overcome.