Inaugural Post

A few days ago I was thinking...

The thing I miss most about living with my best friend Ari is the  thought provoking, though admittedly ridiculous discussions we used to have. At the time I think they served the very important purpose of keeping us from arguing about real shit and killing each other. This was a very real possibility since it was two, sometimes three, of us living in a 13' x 13' room. If we didn't have a roommate we could despise and make fun of, it was inevitable that we would turn on each other. So we'd argue. About all sorts of meaningless crap. The object varied, and sometimes became too real. One night we had a full on fight about prostitution that I'm sure was inches away from coming to blows... But for the most part we just discussed things. Heatedly.

It was fun, often funny and helped us think critically about utter nonsense.

I miss those nights. We'd drink wine, dress up in togas, call out pleas and invectives to Greek gods and argue about philosophy or which character's view of love in the Symposium was the most awesome.

In an effort to keep the spirit of those nights alive, and due to some inspiration from an article on The Gloss, we've decided that we're going to have weekly arguments in the style of Fuck, Marry, Kill.