Cato the Blogger

Random, Largely Unrelated Musings

Concerning Hobbits: A Letter to My Past Self

Concerning Hobbits A few weeks ago I decided to listen to J.R.R. Tolkien’s classic, foundational, Lord of the Rings trilogy on audio book. It was probably my third time reading the books, and probably my second listening to them. I... Continue Reading →

Just the Way You Are

It’s Easter this weekend, so between family obligations and general merrymaking I don’t have much time to write. While I have a couple of pieces I’ve been meaning to put together for weeks now, I thought that I would keep... Continue Reading →

Living in the Past

I’ve mentioned a few times on this blog that I studied history in college, and I went into detail about why I enjoyed that. In my experience, when people learn that you love history they tend to have one of... Continue Reading →

Shotokan Karate: A Love Story

It’s hard to say what exactly inspired me to get into martial arts. I could tell you that it was because I had always felt scrawny and had low self-esteem. Maybe it was just because I had seen a few... Continue Reading →

How I Would Remake the Lion King

Last week, trying to find something to satisfy my one-movie-a-week rule, I resolved to finally watch the remake of the Jungle Book that John Favreau directed. I have been a huge fan of Favreau ever since he was totally not... Continue Reading →

The Video Essay: How I Fell in Love with YouTube

My friend Eric is what you might call a YouTube connoisseur. His playlists of videos are carefully crafted to fit his unique style of humor and individual tastes. The man has a refined palate for videos, and he selects each subscription... Continue Reading →

The Action Star: Achilles v. Odysseus

The final books of Homer’s Iliad are a bloodbath. Our hero Achilles, having lost his friend Patrocles, is thrown into a rage that consumes him. He dons new armor given to him by the gods themselves and wades into the... Continue Reading →

Weirdness, Gonzo the Great, and the Virtue of Tire-Eating

When you’re a freshman in high school, the seniors and upper classmen seem like gods. They have experience and understanding, they are confident and self-assured. They have college aspirations, jobs, and sex. To my shy, painfully awkward fifteen year old... Continue Reading →

Desiderata: A Poem for Dark Times

Desiderata: A Poem for Dark Times I am not what one would call a poetry expert. I have read a bit of poetry here and there, and even dabbled in it as an emotionally tortured teenage. But for some reason... Continue Reading →

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