Okay, so it's been ages since I wrote a post. Apparently, summer courses aren't the laid-back, relaxed atmosphere I was imagining. I'm actually doing work -- a lot more work, I might add, than my usual courses during the year. I'm also doing a fair bit of work for my job as a resident assistant. To review, right now I have a 12-page paper on film noir to finish (and only two pages completed), a group project to start (and to subsequently finish), and loads of summer residents in my building to supervise as they box up, move out, and move into other buildings on campus for the fall. Bureaucracy and paperwork abounds.
Because of this, my extracurricular writing has taken a backseat. I haven't gotten to blog nearly as much as I'd like (though I do still tend to find time to get into lengthy discussions on various other blogs). I've had numerous ideas, everything as eclectic as writing about Marvel Comics' recent first on-panel kiss between two gay male superheroes (in which I would have revealed my true levels of "nerditute") to discussing my aesthetic credo when it comes to art -- specifically the human form as used in art (in other words, is it wrong for an SSA guy to see Michelangelo's David as astonishingly beautiful?) But alas, life gets in the way, and I keep on putting off my side projects.
And before you roll your eyes and click away from the screen, dear reader, I must say that do not fear. This is not one of those "this is why I haven't been blogging much recently" blog posts. I mean, okay, it started out that way, but my main intention here is to direct you to a guy who seems to actually have been able to write something of substance in the past two weeks. His name is Steve, he's a recent graduate from Wheaton College, and he has started a blog called I Like Guys (There, I Said It). That, might I add, is a pretty witty title, if only for the fact that it's exactly what every SSA person feels when he or she "comes out." Steve's first post is called "Gay at Wheaton," which pretty much tells the highlights of his story. If you're the kind of person who gets squeamish when a Christian who struggles with SSA refers to himself with the g-word (and I'll admit, I can get that way sometimes), please read the whole thing anyway. I promise it's worth it.
Plus, he gave me a shoutout. :)
Well, right now I am packing up my bags and getting ready for a four-hour drive to Charlotte for what will likely be an altogether meaningless conference for my teaching scholarship. I mean, it's meaningless in that I will likely learn nothing of substance there. However, attending is a requirement if I want to keep the $30,000 they've given me for my undergrad tuition, so I suppose there is some meaning there. Take care, guys!