Today I registered for Summer Semester at Brooklyn College. I will be taking English 761, graduate-level Shakespeare. I like that the class is just called "Shakespeare." I find the totality of the title very satisfying. See, although I have read and watched a bunch o' the Bard, I have never officially studied him, and I'm pleased as punch that I'll be gittin' the full meal deal and not some fancy-pants subset of Shakespeare involving a colon (Shakespeare's Father Issues: Methodology, Theory and Ethics in His Exploration of the Paternal).
Classes start June 4. I wish I could take more, but there are painfully few English classes offered during the summer that fulfill my degree requirements. One good thing though: it's a night class, so I can work full-time.
Training is everything. The peach was once a bitter almond; cauliflower is nothing but cabbage with a college education.
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I think you've just identified the topic of your final paper!
In my final paper, I intend to show that Christoper Marlowe wrote all my plays.
Maybe Christopher Marlowe had father issues.
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