Too much coffee and too little sleep are not a good recipe for blogging well. I mean, sure, do I feel more compelled then usual to pour out my soul in a series of ill-conceived, emotastic posts? Yes. But, do I feel like I can produce good blogging? No.
This, however, gives me a great lead into the point of this post, which is to provide you, my faithful reader(s) with some fun links. If you, for whatever reason, do want to read self-indulgent word vomit, I suggest you check out Communications From Elsewhere's adolescent poetry generator, here. In case the name doesn't say it all for you, let me explain. It will generate a new poem for you in the style of an angst-ridden youth. Here's a snippet:
i wonder, are you truly? other
than a nuisance or an idiot i
want to go further. the pull of
gravity, keeps me here. i'm too weak
to feel, the cruelty of life.
If you are a student at Oberlin, you may get a kick out of their Postmodern essay generator, here, which will create a bullshit essay full of references to Foucault and Derrida, Sartre and Lacan, and using words like dialectic, rubicon, discourse, paradigm, and precultural semantic theory.
Not surprisingly, this randomly generated shit makes about as much sense as non-randomly generated postmodern essays or "that guy" in your Itineraries in PoMo class. Enjoy:
The Discourse of Failure: Postmaterial Marxism, Baudrillardist Simulacra and Nihilism
If one examines subtextual narrative, one is faced with a choice: either accept Lacanist obscurity or conclude that truth serves to marginalize the proletariat. Von Junz[1] implies that we have to choose between postmaterial Marxism and dialectic sublimation. In a sense, Sartre’s critique of neocultural narrative holds that sexuality, somewhat paradoxically, has significance, but only if the premise of Lacanist obscurity is valid; if that is not the case, we can assume that expression is a product of the collective unconscious.
Did I mention I'm a bitter prick (more so than usual--I know, hard to believe) during midterms?
Lastly, ever wonder if they had fanfic in the Middle Ages? They did. Read about it here. If you're wondering what the hell fanfiction is, here's a pretty good definition:
For those of you who don't troll the darker depths of the internet, "fan fiction" or "fanfic" is a term used to describe stories written in or about another author's world, primarily stories that involve two characters from said world having sex, especially if said characters were very unlikely to have had sex in the original work.
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