“The number one thing I hate about this season is Christmas music. I absolutely HATE Christmas music.”
I walked through Bryant Park, where several pairs of lovers were kissing on the benches and two office girls were flirting with a shaggy-haired, baby-faced cop.
I’ve gotten over girls not liking spicy food and going to Dave Matthews concerts every summer and even drinking Bud Light regularly. I’m not trying to make it as a chef or a musician or a brewer and while all of those things irked me, they didn’t prevent me from sharing what was important to me.
“Everything will be frozen, like a snapshot of one instant, forever.” …Great.
No doubt, there are plenty of pleasures to be had today. But is it possible to enjoy yourself, to live through yourself rather than through the ubiquitous corporate Hollywood haze of images, desires, and emotions? Is this a question even worth asking?
In an event that recalls the Sex Education scene in Monty Python’s The Meaning of Life, on Feb 21, after sitting through a class on Human Sexuality, about 100 Northwestern students stuck around in the auditorium and watched a woman cream.