Public Apology to Princeton Seminary Admissions

A friend of mine just told me recently that she was looking for photos of Princeton Seminary, so she naturally did a Google Images search for Princeton Seminary. You can find the results here. If you go there, you might be able to figure out why she wanted to let me know about that search.

The first photo on Google that pops up is from my “I love seminary” post that caused such a ruckus back in 2005. The second photo is from a D- grade that Princeton Seminary received from the Sustainability Endowments Insitute. And the 13th photo (still on the first page of images) is of the hallway in Alexander Hall after a dorm party. If you keep browsing the pages, I do have a few more photos: page 2 has a photo of BGLASS Week and page 4 has a photo of Watermulder’s butt.

So, sorry Princeton. Don’t know if those are the types of images of Princeton Seminary you want via Google Images, but…

West Windsor Charlie Brown’s Closes

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I have terrible news. Charlie Brown’s is closed. Not only is this unfortunate because I just scheduled the first Princeton Emergent Cohort meeting to take place at Charlie Brown’s – but it is an utter travesty. Why? On Thursday nights, Charlie Brown’s was the hangout for Princeton Seminarians (especially those of us who are married because we could walk there) – and they had $2 pints. $2 for anything – black & tans, Guinness, Sam Adams. It was also a place where some wonderful community was formed. And it was a hell of a lot of fun. And we could walk there – did I mention we could walk there?

As far as I can tell – the closest bar to us now is Hooters…and I’m not sure how everyone feels about that. I’ve only been once, but I’m not sure it would provide the best atmosphere for conversations on theology – unless it was a discussion on temptation…

So, what are we to do? Any ideas? There has been some talk about getting a keg each week and hosting a gathering in one of the basements of CRW. Would any current students be down with that? If everyone pitched in $2/night, that might work. Any other ideas? Here is an article from the Princeton Packet on why Charlie Brown’s called it quits.

SBL/AAR Day 4: Will Derrida and I ever be friends?

I don’t know. I mean, I’d like to think so, but it’s not looking good. A few years ago, I was going to write a paper for a class on Pseudo-Dionysius and was going to take a look at the apophatic (negative) theology within in Dionysius’ “Mystical Theology” and compare that to Derrida’s negative theology and implications of that for Emergent. So I bought a few Derrida books (Derrida for Dummies – that kind). I went out to grab a beer with Tony Jones as he gave me a 45-min Derrida 101 introduction. I hung out for a few hours with a Jean-Luc Marion & Derrida scholar who came to hang out with our Dionysius class at Princeton. And I even tried reading Derrida.

And it just didn’t work. A few days into the actual reading of Derrida, I ditched him. Tossed him out, just like that. Dropped him hard.

Since then, I’ve tried to read a bit here and there, but…no luck.

So today, as I was about to go to hear Jim Wallis and Mark Taylor (from Princeton) talk about God’s Politics, I thought perhaps I should check out another session because I’ve heard Wallis before and had a few classes with Taylor. So I flipped through my SBL/AAR Program Book and ran across a session called “Semiotics and Language: Reading Derrida/Thinking Paul.” Derrida! Again! Maybe we’ll be friends this time. And John Caputo, probably THE Derridean scholar, was going to be reading a paper as well.

So I went. Found the room. Sat down. And lasted about 8 minutes. Maybe it was because I entered the room after the paper had already begun. I’m not exactly sure. But the guy was talking about Derrida, and Theodore Jennings’ reading of Derrida and Paul, and law…and gift…and gift economy and obligation, etc., etc.

So I left. Back to hear Wallis and Taylor.

I’m sorry Derrida. Perhaps, one day we will get to hang out…

Last night and the drive away…

Last night, I spent the evening with some good friends, some friends I know I’ll see again, but perhaps I won’t. Some friends who will be at Princeton next year and then gone when Sarah and I return after this year at Columbia.

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