Foucault
I'm so frustrated and tired from this book that I'm not sure whether I'm up for blogging or not. As I read my mind wanders to different things and I realize I've read five pages without really reading anything at all. I had to go get glasses this morning, finally, because it’s hard enough to read this in general, let alone with awful eyesight. You just cost me $200, Foucault!
There are parts that I am interested in, however....Now that I am done complaining. When I was younger I always thought of the world in a microcosmic, similitude, convenience type way. All of the galaxies in the universe and all of the cells in our bodies are related in number and in function. I know that's not true, but it is a way of seeing things. I get the feeling a lot of what Foucault is saying isn't true; it’s just his way of seeing things. For example, Mexicans do not write from the bottom of the page to the top in spirals, but it fits with his theory of writing, so he's just going to wing it and go for it.
I still have a few pages left, so I'm going to wing it and go for it. I hope seminar tomorrow will help everyone with this book.

