Monkey Chatter of the Mind
Ahoy! I'm Becca, and these are the inane ramblings and discoveries of a twenty something South African Jewish Director/Actor/Professional Bunburyist living and studying in New York. I am decidedly ENFJ, an Ally, very liberal, and am generally tolerant of everything besides willful ignorance. Occasionally, I wax rhapsodic about olives.
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2012

The kids I babysit were delighted. The hipsters looked at me like I’d just taken a giant dump in the middle of the train.

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2012

Olive spread and the Afterlife

  • Me: I'm always in a constant state of wanting tapenade
  • Canada: That's what purgatory must be like.
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Feb
2012

You are making it impossible for me to study for this Communications midterm.  I wish I could care.  I just don’t.

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Feb
2012
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Bruces’ Philosophers Song (Bruces’ Song) | Monty Python

Immanuel Kant was a real pissant 
Who was very rarely stable.
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table.
David Hume could out-consume  
Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel,  
And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.

There’s nothing Nietzsche couldn’t teach ya’
‘Bout the raising of the wrist.
SOCRATES, HIMSELF, WAS PERMANENTLY PISSED…

John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.
Plato, they say, could stick it away;
Half a crate of whiskey every day.
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle,
Hobbes was fond of his dram,
And Rene Descartes was a drunken fart: “I drink, therefore I am!”

Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed;
A lovely little thinker but a bugger when he’s pissed!

This song caused me so many problems in both of my philosophy classes at University.  How can you take John Stuart Mill seriously when you’re picturing him vomiting while simultaneously cradling a crate of shandy.  Not good.

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Feb
2012

I might be a little disgusting

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