Tuesday, October 27, 2009

What I'm going to be for Halloween: Old Greg

yeah yeah so Old Greg was totally four years ago. The Mighty Boosh character has always been one of my favorites. I saw a photo of a girl dressing up like him a year or two ago and it seems like a costume that more or less can be thrown together with minimal Goodwill hunting trips. My inspiration: (actual video here)

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Sunday, October 25, 2009

“St. Francis of Assisi famously called his body ‘Brother Ass.’ It is fasting, I think, that helps us say to our body, You are Brother (or Sister), but you are also Ass. Fasting, in other words, is the practice that most obviously helps us learn to disciple our physical selves. A woman of the early church known as holy Syncletia taught that ‘bodily poison is cured by still stronger antidotes; so fasting and prayer drive sordid temptations from us.’" (128)
- Real Sex by Lauren Winner

I've been trying to figure out fasting for awhile: what its benefits are, what it actually does. This helps. I like the lovable nuisance that bodies seem to be with the phrase "brother ass." I think it describes the relationship well. Winner is talking about fasting in the context of chastity - not having sex. Fasting. It's an useful idea.

i'm trying to get matt to dress up like rufio for halloween...


I think I'll be a lost boy (or Wendy - just a nightgown, easy). Tinkerbell would be too complicated.
He'll have to learn these lines, though...(from imdb)

Rufio: Boil-dripping, beef, fart-sniffing bubble butt!
Kids: Bangarang, Rufio!
Peter Banning: Someone has a severe ca-ca mouth, you know that?
Rufio: You are fart factory, Slug-slimed, sack-of-rat-guts-in-cat-vomit, cheesy, scab-picked, pimple-squeezing finger bandage. A week old maggot burger with everything on it and flies on the side!
Kids: [in unison] Ugh!
Peter Banning: Substitute chemistry teacher.
Lost Boy: Come on, Rufio, hit him back.
Rufio: Mung tongue.
Peter Banning: Math tutor.
Rufio: Pinhead.
Peter Banning: Prison barber.
Rufio: Mother lover.
Peter Banning: Nearsighted gynecologist.
Rufio: In your face, camel cake!
Peter Banning: In your rear, cow derrière.
Rufio: Lying, crying, spying, prying ultra-pig.
Peter Banning: You lewd, crude, rude, bag of pre-chewed food dude.
Thud Butt: [with the rest of the Lost Boys] Bangarang, Peter!
Rufio: You... you man! Stupid, stupid man!
Peter Banning: Rufio, if I'm a maggot burger why don't you eat me! You two-toned zebra-headed, slime-coated, pimple-farmin' paramecium brain, munchin' on your own mucus, suffering from Peter Pan envy!
Don't Ask: What's a paramecium brain?
Peter Banning: I'll tell you what a paramecium is! That's the paramecium! It's a one-celled critter with no brain, that can't fly! Don't mess with me man, I'm a lawyer!
Kids: [chanting] Banning, Banning, Banning is bangerang.
Rufio: Rufio! Rufio!
Peter Banning: Oh, Rufio, why don't you just go suck on a dead dog's nose.


this is the greatest thing ever. to any krew kids who read my blog: this has cussing in it.

then again, as david used to say, "if you can't handle cussing, don't go to school"

thanks to meredith for showing this to me.

Friday, October 23, 2009

from 89.1


That Moon Song - Gregory Alan Isakov

I've been trying to figure out what this song is for a couple weeks, always unable to grab a piece of paper and a pen to write down coherent lyrics.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

how come it doesn't thunder and lightning when it snows?

thanks allie for finding this: (via yahoo answers)

"snowstorms do produce thunder and lightning — only less frequently than summertime thunderstorms. Also, snowflakes — with a larger surface than raindrops — scatter sound and light more efficiently. In addition, visibility during snowstorms is often very low, making the flashes harder to see.

The flashes, or lightning, that you see in the sky are giant atmospheric sparks caused by a sudden release of energy between separated electrical charges in the clouds. Local variations of wind speed and direction — or shear — transport charges to different areas within a cloud, until the potential grows strong enough for a discharge.

In winter, strong localized shears are uncommon and charge separation is weak. Lightning will still occur at the frontal zones, however, where cold air meets warmer air.

In the Great Lakes region, cold air from Canada meets the warmer air over the lakes and causes precipitation. "You'll get thunder snowstorms right along the south shores of Lakes Ontario and Erie," says Rick Watling, a meteorologist with the National Weather Service.

And although lightning is less common in winter, it is even more deadly than at any other time of the year, Watling says. That's because wintertime strikes tend to carry more current then their summertime counterparts.

Source shown below:

Source(s):

http://www.popsci.com/popsci/science/8737359b9fa84010vgnvcm1000004eecbccdrcrd.htm"

Thursday, October 15, 2009

the mountain goats

"Psalm 40:2"
"While he might elicit the specific from his listeners, his music-- especially here-- is general. This is his gift and the gift of effective storytellers: to build toward the general by using the specific. Jacob works for seven years to marry Rachel. Rachel is barren. Rachel asks him to sleep with her servant, Bilhah, so they can raise children. And now there's a Mountain Goats song called "Genesis 30:3" about the cheeks we turn and the tasks we take on for the people we love most."


thanks to Matt for this article - Pitchfork: "Album Review, the Mountain Goats, The Life of The World To Come"
""I'm not great with personal boundaries," he said later, "so I'm sorry if I'm making anyone here uncomfortable." Well, a little. But the discomfort isn't without redemption; it's part and parcel. It's probably what most of us came for."

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

tonight:

for matt: (links i would send you on fbook)

Monday, October 12, 2009




from perez hilton, yep.

(a) how does twilight consistently get very good artists to be on their soundtracks?
(b) edward seems jesus-y in the vid. tony, my boss at church, made the observation that girls love twilight because edward loves like jesus in the book. and boys hate twilight because they know they could never live up to it. interesting.
(c) i wonder if the members of death cab feel silly being juxtaposed to r-patz and k-stew clips.

from riffraff

Andrew Bird interview



he DOES look like luke wilson

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Baggage

I want to love you
All of you
Without pretense or filters
Despite what my father did
The men before or after him
I want to believe in you
Even if you aren’t with me
I want to argue with you without it being stereotypical
To be sexual with being a jezebel
To be caring without being a mammy
For my womanhood not to be seen in the masculine form
And for your manhood to be whole enough for my strength not to emasculate
For your manhood to be whole enough that I don’t raise my daughters to believe that the day will come where they too must be both mother and father to children born out of hope in the truth of black love
But punished by the reality of black baggage
Some where deep down I must really believe you are a dog
In the same space where you are sure that I am a chicken head
These images are dangerous
But sometimes the only thing we know

Black men and women hate each other
The phrase rolls off my tongue quite easily most times
It’s a theory that I’ve developed over time
And that I don’t plan to stray from
It’s not to say that we don’t love each other
Just that we love hard
Sometimes too hard
A love that is unconstructive at times
The love of an insecure child
Thrust upon the existence of a defensive being
Chaos and commotion

Unable to detach from each other’s actions
I would love to see you with a white woman and not question my femininity
I would love to see you with a Latina and not wonder if I am beautiful or sexy I would love to see you with a woman that looks nothing like me and not wonder if you saw me as good enough
Even when the thoughts are fleeting they exist
And some how my security rest in your ability
Your willingness to love me

But I have yet to learn how not to see everything you do as a reflection of who I am

Truth is I am surprised we have survived this long
But I’m sure that the turmoil exists because we are often together as the result of pressure and societal norms that we confuse as love
A dedication to a culture over ourselves
Committed to myths of saving a race
More than our own happiness

I want us to not be heavy and full with the weight of the past
To have the privilege to have a genuine love
Pure and untainted by years of bondage or oppression
For those words to never sour our tastebuds
I try running to the place where we exist in peace
Where we are friends
Human
Lovers
And fine when not
But this baggage keeps holding me back




I don't know that much about black people hair, but I feel like this topic, "Good Hair," has been discussed before in pop culture recently. But it may be one of those topics that needs to be constantly addressed, just like being comfortable with your body type.
I was walking across campus with a black girl at seminary yesterday and talking about hair. I told her I feel kind of insecure talking to black people about my dreads. She agreed that some people don't like it when white people get them. Crap. Fears confirmed.
She also said something interesting. For some black women it takes $500 every six weeks to keep up their hair. That's rent.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

"In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship. And an outstanding reason for choosing some sort of god or spiritual-type thing to worship - be it J.C. or Allah, be it Yahweh or the Wiccan mother-goddess or the Four Noble Truths or some infrangible set of ethical principles - is that pretty much anything else you worship will eat you alive. If you worship money and things - if they are where you tap real meaning in life - then you will never have enough. Never feel you have enough. It's the truth.

Worship your own body and beauty and sexual allure and you will always feel ugly, and when time and age start showing, you will die a million deaths before they finally plant you. On one level we all know this stuff already - it's been codified as myths, proverbs, cliches, bromides, epigrams, parables: the skeleton of every great story. The trick is keeping the truth up front in daily consciousness. Worship power - you will feel weak and afraid, and you will need ever more power over others to keep the fear at bay. Worship your intellect, being seen as smart - you will end up feeling stupid, a fraud, always on the verge of being found out. And so on.

Look, the insidious thing about these forms of worship is not that they're evil or sinful; it is that they are unconscious. They are default settings. They're the kind of worship you just gradually slip into, day after day, getting more and more selective about what you see and how you measure value without ever being fully aware that that's what you're doing.

And the so-called 'real world' will not discourage you from operating on your default settings, because the so-called 'real world' of men and money and power hums along quite nicely on the fuel of fear and contempt and frustration and craving and the worship of self. Our own present culture has harnessed these forces in ways that have yielded extraordinary wealth and comfort and personal freedom. the freedom all to be lords of our tiny skull-sized kingdoms, alone at the center of creation."

- David Foster Wallace "This is Water"

Saturday, October 3, 2009

thought

I like my job at the florist because I just do what my bosses tell me (tear the petals off of this bucket of roses and stick them in that bucket. ok.) and I can think all day. This one happened in the van, waiting for a wedding to end so we could go back in and grab the flower arrangements.

A conscience works like our immune system does. You can bolster your immune system, drink tea, eat vitamin C, exercise. Most of the time it keeps the bad stuff out. If you don’t take care of yourself your immune system is not as strong.

But every now and then a disease comes along that can make your system attack itself (AIDs, all other auto-immune diseases).

Likewise, some sins or bad ideas can make your conscience attack itself unnecessarily. Like legalism or any other socially acceptable sin. And you don’t even know that you’re being slowly killed.

Friday, October 2, 2009

for matt:

another song sung by someone of whom you can't tell the gender. (is that a correct sentence? I was trying not to end with a preposition - per sharon's grammar lesson the other night).

article on geocaching - (here)
hilarious podcast on geocaching from stuff you should know (here)