My mother sent away to amazon.com for a copy of ‘Political Theory and the Displacement of Politics’ that arrived, to my complete surprise, this morning. It is by Bonnie Honig, and though the conventional title might make it sound boring, it’s really a crazy book that would make most people spew up their own intestines. I will love it and take care of it and sleep with it under my pillow.

In other news, several almost-incredible things happened today:

1) I went to work and didn’t screw anything up.

2) I did a week’s worth of ironing in one go - without crying.

3) I had the wonderful idea of doing an intertextual essay on Elvis and the Violent Femmes, to show how the representation of the ‘troubled youth’ in rock music has changed over the years. I might even do it.

Isn’t that great?