[Discussed: Fried chocolate, women priests, turning 30,
Morocco, babies, new shoes, and more.]
If you visit my blog regularly, then you may have noticed my irregularity in posting. After being in the hospital for two weeks at the beginning of March, I've been playing catch up while trying to maintain my normal schedule. One might think it odd, for example, that I didn't post anything on Easter. I suppose I could have directed you to last year's
Easter post, or a friend's
post that I rather enjoyed, but I was too busy. So, here's an all-in-one, scatter shot, blogging miscellany:
I celebrated a wonderful Easter vigil at All Saints Episcopal Church and spent Easter morning at
St. Andrews Episcopal Church, both in St. Andrews, Scotland. Both services were lovely, but the latter had the benefit of seeing a
friend's child baptized. [I also appreciated that they had a man in a wheelchair process with the cross and sit in the front of the congregation.]

With no child's easter basket to raid for chocolate, I headed over to a local fish and chip shop after the Sunday service and had my first fried Mars bar. I parted ways with Mr. Lent, sat in a lovely courtyard ringed with daffodils, read Adorno and munched on my gastronomical fate worse than doughnuts. If I'm dead tomorrow, you'll know why.
I'm at the age that when I get an email from a friend and the subject line reads "big news...", I can pretty much flip a coin on whether it is marriage or baby. People, after all, don't use "big news..." for death or divorce. I got one of these emails recently and while recounting the deliberation that went into accepting his proposal, she wrote:
Marriage is about trusting your husband to make choices before God that is best for the family and I either trust [him] with that or I don't.
Well, marriage certainly involves trust, but I'd want to say the same about wives and I'm not sure she would. Regardless of how far my friend would want to take such logic, I was reminded that there are still Christians in the US who talk in such terms, which is to say read their Bible in a way that defines gender roles that at best seem anachronistic. For the record, such notions almost elicit a hermeneutical and humanistic gag from me, as do accounts that would keep women out of pastoral roles. Generally, I don't have the energy to have a worthwhile discussion with those who disagree with me, and frankly, often I find others lack the ability. Generally, it boils down to someone arguing that what the Bible meant is what the Bible means, a position that brackets altogether the role of tradition in reading her scriptures. Still, I'm going to start sending all my emails with subject lines that read "Big News."
This Friday I'm catching a 6:30am plane down to London. I'm meeting three friends who are flying in from the States to celebrate my birthday. I'm turning thirty [though technically not until April 23rd]. So, since I'm living in Scotland, turning thirty, and almost left my current Ph.D. program to take a doctorate in political theory, one could certainly question the accuracy of my blog's title. But as it was
never a serious title, I think I'm okay. Saturday, three friends from Aberdeen will fly down and will gather with my friends from London for what should be a memorable weekend.

Monday I'm headed to Morocco for a few days, before returning to Aberdeen.
Amidst all this, I'm working on a paper that re-examines the disagreement between Karl Barth and Oscar Cullmann over their conceptions of temporality as a way to discuss my own reservations with Barth on this point. In addition, I'm reading Heidegger's 1962 lecture "On Time and Being," Giorgio Agamben's early work
Infancy and History, and plenty of other texts that will be grist for the mill. I hope to finally answer some questions that I started asking in 2005. On a slightly different level, I simply hope to finish the paper by May.

On a completely different subject, I've purchased new shoes. I don't shop a lot and I don't buy a lot, but tend to replace all of a particular item at a single time. I tend, for example, to buy all my athletic socks at one time, so they tend to wear out at the same time. I do the same with shoes. I won't bore you with too many details, but I've replace my brown leather sneakers made by the design-centered
Medium footwear, with a pair of brown shoes from
J.Shoes (see below). I prefer smaller companies doing quality and interesting work. I like the new pair so far, but will miss the pair from Medium, which I've had since early 2005 and has taken me everywhere from Germany, Spain, D.C., Scotland and all those points in between. Both companies are worth checking out.
[l to r: new J.Shoes, old Medium]Though I've decided to remain in my current Ph.D. program, I may be back in the States as a visiting student in the fall. Sadly, for those who were hoping I'd return to Princeton, I'll not be rocking Jersey. Though, not to worry, I'm sure I'll pass through. Once my plans are settled, I'll have more to say about this.
Currently spinning: I'm From Barcelona's album "Let Me Introduce My Friends"
Most recent film: Danny Boyle's "Sunshine"