Hobbe's view of nature - nasty, brutish and short."

Nasty, brutish, and short always reminds me of the Woody Allen line about "The food here is terrible. And the portions are too small." I like my nasty and brutish experiences to be short.

How much don't I want to watch the portion of the Colbert show with the Michael Brown interview in it? I like Colbert, but he's never struck me as a good serious interviewer (which Stewart regularly does). For comedic purposes, yes, it's fun and light and occasionally he really gets a guest who is wise to his schtick and plays it for the ironic value.

Maybe I just want to see someone hoist Brown on his own petard.

He gets some real zingers in with Brown, I must say. I was happy that Colbert was tougher than I expected.

California condors seen nesting in Big Sur.

Oh, that's excellent news.

Thinking on this, I've come to realize that I am an extremely cynical hobbesian

But, Hobbes isn't cynical; he's a cute fluffy tiger who likes tuna fish sandwiches and tummy rubs!

All philosophy I learned in my PHIL 101 and 102 classes at Marquette has left me completely. The other philosophy classes, OTOH, are more memorable: bitching about current ethical issues in Philosophy and Ethics, and watching The Gold Rush and Monty Python and the Holy Grail in Philosophy and Humor, as well as writing a fun paper comparing Chinese and Japanese comic strips. Not much philosophy, but an easy A, nonetheless.

Oh, and I must Woo-hoo for finally getting my taxes done! (I'm getting a fair amount back from the feds, and owe Springfield one measly dollar.)

Nasty, brutish, and short always reminds me of the Woody Allen line about "The food here is terrible. And the portions are too small."

My favourite Allen/philosophy joke is in Hannah and Her Sisters (I think), when someone's talking about Nietzsche's eternal return of the same, and Allen says "Great, that means I'll have to sit through the Ice Capades again."

But, Hobbes isn't cynical; he's a cute fluffy tiger who likes tuna fish sandwiches and tummy rubs!

Oh good, I'm not the only person who went there.

Yeah, the last brush I seriously had with studying philosophy was in college and the one thing I remember most clearly is that I rather violently though Locke was full of bullshit and Hobbes roasted him on a nice bonfire. Mind you, I don't remember enough to know why I came to that conclusion. For all I know, it could have been contrariness towards the sweet-as-pecan-pie-to-the-point-of-diabetes, optimistic mountain man of a professor.

I was a philosophy minor, but I have a shitty memory for names. I know that there are certain ways of thinking about stuff, but as for who came up with what, or when, I'm completely useless.

(But not quite as useless as I was the quarter I was taking Philosophy of Language. That course fucked me up almost worse than reading A Brief History of Time.)