Lyrics - What Do You Do with a B.A. in English? Lyrics. Avenue Q Soundtrack Lyrics (Musical)
Ha ha. I love Avenue Q. One of these days I'll go see it.
What do you do with a B.A. in English? Well, if you're like me, you convince yourself that it's fun to be poor. Woo!
Wrote another theatre review today, the Entertainment Ed loved it. I have to say, hearing you're a good dresser gets old. Hearing you're smart gets old. But I never, ever get sick of hearing that I'm a good writer. That's what you do with a B.A. in English. You work for peanuts and love every moment of it.
Almost scored free REO Speedwagon tix today from that very editor . . . but it's on a worknight and my buds are hardly REO fans. Ah well. I'm kinda hoping to go see the Prince show in August.
Bob Woodward was on meet the press today. His book is the No. 1 Bestseller in the U.S. now. But Bush has never had to rely on the literate vote.
I noticed a while back that "House of Bush, House of Saud" was No. 1, and before that it was Richard Clarke's book. So people are reading what really happened, what really is happening. But I have to question how much of a difference that truly makes. I hardly think the folks with the "Aint Skeerd" stickers next to their "Bush/Cheney 00" stickers are heading to the nearest Borders for a latte and the hardcover of "Against All Enemies."
The Bush Culture is not one of delicacy, not one of well-read reason. Reading is for wussies. Intellectualism is for tree-huggers. Now clearing brush, there's a constructive activity. And shooting stuff. That's always good.
I have now moved out of the realm of positive, well-constructed rhetoric and well into bitter, cynical namecalling. Yeah, I guess I am Maureen O'Dowd. But every time I go to work out at the Y, they have CNN on. And every few minutes on CNN they talk about someone else my age being brutally killed by yet another satisfied customer of American cultural hubris. I'm sick of it and I'm sick of the fact that despite the brilliant stuff coming from the likes of Woodward, Clarke, Huffington and Unger, things are pretty much staying the same- kids are still dying (both American and Iraqi) and people are still lying and kids who are lucky enough to be born into families like the Bush family are still being better educated and less likely to go to jail or have kids at 15 and are kept away from active military duty while the 97 percent of the world who are not so lucky have to fight for themselves. Literally and figuratively. Here and abroad. And all the that little unelected monkey can do about it is sit and smirk and say stuff like "We'll do whatever it takes," and "we have the opportunity to change the world," over and over and over. There was a comic on the George Must Go site that said Bush is like that lottery machine deal with the ping-pong balls inside and there are only 4 or so ping pong balls that you can choose from.
"WMD!" "THUGS AND ASSASINS" "CHANGE THE WORLD FOR THE BETTER." Whatever. All I can hope for is that he's completely snowed in the next election. Humiliated. You know how angry Uma Thurman looks on Kill Bill? That's how angry I feel. Again, in the convertible. Hair blowing back, eyes straight ahead.
"I am going to vote Kerry."