time
how Paige laughs at everything
Freedom by Jonathan Franzen
patience
Simon's art
Wallace's obsessive mind
people at First Unitarian Church
Kevin's interest
this song (though not this rendition): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t2b-swbPxfU&feature=related
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Gratitude Project, Week Two
This week's favorites for which I am grateful.
Find on the internet: http://storycorps.org/listen/stories/sarah-and-joshua-littman/
(a 12-year-old with Asperger’s interviews his mother)
Simon thing: “Dad says people say ‘bless you’ when you sneeze because they think your soul is coming out of your mouth. But I don’t think your soul looks like that. I think it looks like bones. The bones, like, in your shoulder and down to your elbow. Right?”
Wallace thing: “Sam says it’s fun to break the rules and get in trouble. He’s wrong. I mean, sure it may be fun for, like, one minute. But, then, seriously, how can people trust you or think you are a man of your word?”
Book passage: “Chip’s hand went to the rivet in his earlobe as to a talisman. He felt like a child out of Grimm, lured into the enchanted house by the warmth and the food; and now the witch was going to lock him in a cage, fatten him up, and eat him.” The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen (Chip, a grown man, returns home (after an absence of four years) for Christmas at the behest of his aging parents and siblings only to be asked by his mother to stay for a week while his father undergoes hospitalization.)
New word: Spandrel (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spandrel_(biology)) (stumbled across in the Preface of How Pleasure Works, the New Science of Why We Like What We Like by Paul Bloom)
Weather: Highs in the 60s.
Corrective running shoes: Pearl Izumis for pronaters
Find on the internet: http://storycorps.org/listen/stories/sarah-and-joshua-littman/
(a 12-year-old with Asperger’s interviews his mother)
Simon thing: “Dad says people say ‘bless you’ when you sneeze because they think your soul is coming out of your mouth. But I don’t think your soul looks like that. I think it looks like bones. The bones, like, in your shoulder and down to your elbow. Right?”
Wallace thing: “Sam says it’s fun to break the rules and get in trouble. He’s wrong. I mean, sure it may be fun for, like, one minute. But, then, seriously, how can people trust you or think you are a man of your word?”
Book passage: “Chip’s hand went to the rivet in his earlobe as to a talisman. He felt like a child out of Grimm, lured into the enchanted house by the warmth and the food; and now the witch was going to lock him in a cage, fatten him up, and eat him.” The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen (Chip, a grown man, returns home (after an absence of four years) for Christmas at the behest of his aging parents and siblings only to be asked by his mother to stay for a week while his father undergoes hospitalization.)
New word: Spandrel (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spandrel_(biology)) (stumbled across in the Preface of How Pleasure Works, the New Science of Why We Like What We Like by Paul Bloom)
Weather: Highs in the 60s.
Corrective running shoes: Pearl Izumis for pronaters
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Gratitude Project, Week One
It is apparently scientifically well-documented that gratitude increases psychological well-being. Psychological well-being being something that I’m for, I think. Anticipating the unyielding, inevitable onslaught of the upcoming (un)holydays compounded by what is sure to be very little direct, sustained sunlight, I’ve decided to test this principle. I hereby commit to document weekly favorites for which I am grateful. Below are this week’s favorite . . .
Find on the internet:
http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2010/10/the-first-person-i-came-out-to-was-god.html
Email response:
“I’m sorry I flamed you. The last line is the only one I meant. I don’t have the right temperament for e-mail. Please write back.”
Statement from the Godbox:
“There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.”
Wallace thing:
“Meg asked me to go to this dinner and dance thing. I mean, can you believe that?” – Or, “I just don’t get how a yedi can be black. Even the leopards in the Himalayas are white.”
Simon thing:
“I love texting.” – Or, “I don’t want vegetarian. I want combo! And, breadsticks.”
Find on the internet:
http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2010/10/the-first-person-i-came-out-to-was-god.html
Email response:
“I’m sorry I flamed you. The last line is the only one I meant. I don’t have the right temperament for e-mail. Please write back.”
Statement from the Godbox:
“There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.”
Wallace thing:
“Meg asked me to go to this dinner and dance thing. I mean, can you believe that?” – Or, “I just don’t get how a yedi can be black. Even the leopards in the Himalayas are white.”
Simon thing:
“I love texting.” – Or, “I don’t want vegetarian. I want combo! And, breadsticks.”
Thursday, June 10, 2010
The Simon-ator
Just doing his job, which is why you probably never see them. That, or they live in a petri dish.In case you were wondering:
They work together. Special attack. Mind control and multiply theirself. Wanted, and his group.
Special attack. Jump on you. He works alone. Wanted.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
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