Thank you for reading my blog. I am walking on a knife's edge, as I agonise over whom to thank first: new followers – of which there have been quite a few, or those who have been reading my posts for years. Suffice to say that my gratitude, like peanut butter on a decent piece... Continue Reading →
A few days after spotting the street sign bearing his name, Sant Narcís would assume greater importance in my life and the lives of my two travelling companions.
My first translation theory lecture—back when no one was quite sure whether buses had been invented, let alone whether Pa actually did fall off one of them—dealt with the arbitrariness of sign as a central property of natural language (if indeed, one considers natural language as a system of signs). One of its chief proponents was... Continue Reading →
According to LinkedIn's clever little collector of arbitrary details out of context, my profile is missing a trending skill.
The best we can hope for on a Monday is zombie-like efficiency. This means that although the job will get done efficiently, there will be sacrifices. We normally have to contend with an absence of happiness and severe poetry deprivation.
Why would I ever want to contemplate my navel again when I can experience nausea by gazing down the abyss of my own spinal column?