Ahhh! It's been >4 years since our last attempt; a little older now and it may get done this time.
Deal: Read this book called The Judas Strain by James Rollins and we'll converse.

Question: Marco?
Answer: Polo

getting warmer


Yours
  Koms

"if we were in the same place, i would make you seal the deal with a handshake or spit handshake or blood. this is big jeffrey"


-kdawg


And with that the great post-college book club was reborn.

GOLEMANIA

Well let me bring you back to the subject, peps on the set
Make you get hot, make you work up a sweat...

And what could make you hotter than the book's most naked character: the Golem (see Golem in Bondage right). For those of you slackers who have not yet started reading adventures of klay, this word might be foreign to you. That's unfortunate. But don't worry, I won't give anything away from the story...just fill you in on the background of this fleeting character in the book.

The most famous Golem it turns out was created in the 16th century, by Rabbi Loew to protect Jews from dangerous Jew-attacking people. Rabbi Loew gave the golem the powers of invisibility, a heated touch (much like new cadillac seats), and the ability to use the Maharal's walking stick to summon spirits from the dead. Our Golem on the right also features platform shoes, utility belt, and a prominent bandaid (centuries before the style became in vogue).










According to ancient Jewish mysticism, the band-aid is
just one of many features, shared between the Golem and Nelly. According to Maimonedies

how to succede at law school and fail at life

We are all eagerly awaiting Katzman to make the first post about Kavalier and Clay...

San Francisco Resident Tired of Inauthenticity

Inauthenticity: what the fuck, mates?

Just a warning, right off the bat. As some of you know, this last year or so has taken me on a somewhat trippy psychological and philosophical journey. Bits and pieces of this are likely to come out, over the course of this blog. Be forewarned.

But back to today's topic. Inauthenticity. I'm fucking tired of it. What is this thing about the workplace, people put up this weird facade, and it is hard to break through. I do it myself. I can feel myself doing it. I'm trying to take it down, I really am. Sometimes I'm more successful than others. But what I want, what I'm aching for, is that real, authentic, soul-to-soul connection. INTIMACY. Now, some may read this and think, damn, this Nina girl really needs to get laid. Well, maybe. But, am I wrong in thinking that intimacy can come in many forms? It happens sometimes, I've seen it. And it's beautiful when it does.

I had a conversation last night with my roommates. I was like, I want to connect with people. They were like, that doesn't happen anymore. You can't get that at work. Now, I don't really agree with this. I have made some friends at work. Or at least I'm friendly with people at work. But still, I feel like there is something that comes up sometimes, dividing us. The feeling that we have to put up a facade?

(Just an aside: these roommates of mine. I would totally be friends with them. But. It has been slow going with them. They don't seem so interested in interaction.)

The thought on my mind right now is this: whether or not you connect with someone depends, crucially, on how you approach the interaction. If you can be authentic, and put your whole, real, defenseless self out there, you might just be lucky enough to find someone else who will do the same. You can make someone feel like it is safe to share themselves with you. But if you have your guard up, if you have that veneer of inauthenticity, if you are trying to protect yourself from getting hurt, then the likelihood that you'll actually feel that real conncection is slim.

Ok, those are my thoughts at the moment. Please do post challenges or feedback as it comes to you. Just as long as it's authentic, you know.

Chicago-Area Resident Complains that Ass and Aura Suffer From Racial Profiling

Weekend Update:

1) Best pickup line ever, on the Wilson Red Line El stop - "Girl, you built like a sista!" (translation: How did an Asian girl like you end up with a big ass?)

2) Tarot reading highlights (paraphrases of):

My aura gets racially profiled:
I see that you are religious and spiritual! Which is strange considering that you're Asian...

Kay is determined to get a second opinion:
Your aura is the color of mud! You'll never learn to love unless you let me perform a cleansing on you...for a meager $150.

Romantic adventures in store for T:
You will meet your soul mate this year. He will be an Aquarius with dark hair and light eyes...

How did she know that I'm moving in with two dogs??
I see animals in your future! However, you must remember to feed them because you're very irresponsible!

...Or that my blood alcohol content has been well above legal limit since mid February?
I see a lot of celebrating in your future...a lot of drinking.

3) Let's Go Hawks!
How to best behave at a hockey game? I'm not sure, but getting loaded and standing up and yelling a lot seemed to make me fit right in. Too bad it wasn't a Redwings game, or I would have brought along my octopus...

Has anyone picked up a copy of Kav and Clay yet?