today and last monday i decided to give myself a break from philosophy by attending a two part english lecture.  the topic was philip pullman’s his dark materials series, and the role oxford plays in them.  when i read these books i, obviously, had never been to oxford before.  also, i’m not used to analyzing literature.  so it was fascinating to hear someone who really knows what she’s talking about share some of her thoughts on how the univeristy and city play into the work pullman was doing with these novels, and the interpretation in general.  and, exciting news, my lecturer mentioned that he will be speaking in oxford next month! this is 1) why i sometimes wish i had been an english major, and 2) why i love oxford.

on another note: happy birthday mom!