A ship may be safe in the harbor, but that's not what ships are for.
Ethnicity. that of my father and his father before him
Location Cherry Hills Vil, CO
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The Link To Zanzibar's Past
This is my page in the beloved art community that my sister got me into:
Extra points for people who know what Samarinda is.
The Phases of the Moon Module
The Tree and the Telephone Pole
I Do Not Know Their Names
Today I am Young
A Night Poem
Siren of the Sea
If I Were a Dragon
To the Dreamers Leave the Sky
The Honor of the Oyster
Return From San Diego
A Late Summer's Night
Of Dragons and Men
The Edge of the World
The Snake's Terror
Metaphysics and the Middaymoon
Of Adventures in Foreign Lands
The Rogue Wave: The Unedited Version
Adventures in the PRC
Voyage of Discovery
Drinking the Blood of Goats
Ticket for a Phantom Bus
Os peixes nadam o mar
Three Villages Far Away
The River Weser
Children I Should Have Kidnapped, Part I
Let's Get You Out of Those Clothes
If Underwear Could Speak
Croc Hunter/Combat Wombat
Only My Favorite Baseball Player EVER
Aw, Larry Walker, how I loved thee.
M: Science and Exploration
T: Cook a nice dinner
Th: Parties, movies, dinners
F: Picnics, the Louvre
S: Read books, go for walks, PARKOUR
Su: Philosophy, Religion
The Reading List
This list starts Summer 2006
A Crocodile on the Sandbank
Tales of the Alhambra (in progress)
Dark Lord of Derkholm
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
The Lost Years of Merlin
Harry Potter a l'ecole des sorciers (in progress)
Atlas Shrugged (in progress)
A Long Way Gone (story of a boy soldier in Sierra Leone- met the author! w00t!)
The Eye of the World: Book One of the Wheel of Time
From Magma to Tephra (in progress)
Lady Chatterley's Lover
Harry Potter 7
The No. 1 Lady's Detective Agency
Introduction to Planetary Volcanism
A Child Called "It"
Is Multi-Culturalism Bad for Women?
Americans in Southeast Asia: Roots of Commitment (in progress)
What's So Great About Christianity?
Aeolian Dust and Dust Deposits
The City of Ember
The People of Sparks
When I was in Cuba, I was a German Shepard
The Golden Compass
Clan of the Cave Bear
The 9/11 Commission Report (2nd time through, graphic novel format this time, ip)
The Incredible Shrinking Man
The Elves of Cintra
The Gypsy Morph
Animorphs #23: The Pretender
Animorphs #25: The Extreme
Animorphs #26: The Attack
A Journey to the Center of the Earth
A Great and Terrible Beauty
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
To Sir, With Love
Alice in Wonderland
Through the Looking Glass
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
The Hunger Games
Shadows and Strongholds
The Jungle Book
Beatrice and Virgil
The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks
No One Ever Told Us We Were Defeated
The Name of the Wind
Tao Te Ching
What Paul Meant
Lao Tzu and Taoism
Sand and Sandstones
Lost Christianites: The Battles for Scripture and the Faiths We Never Knew
The Science of God
Great Contemporaries, by Winston Churchill
City of Bones
Around the World in 80 Days, by Jules Verne
Stranger in a Strange Land
The Old Man and the Sea
Flowers for Algernon
Au Bonheur des Ogres
The Road to Serfdom
want to read: Last Hunger Games Book, Honeybee Democracy, The Bell Jar
How to Appear Informed
Wednesday. 7.9.08 11:37 pm
Don't Be Yourself
Tuesday. 7.8.08 11:26 pm
I read an interesting article by PJ O'Rourke. I love PJ O'Rourke. Ever since I was just a lass reading "Holidays in Hell" about what it's like to take a trip to Europe, and "Parliament of Whores", a charming account of the US Congress. In this article he was addressing the cultural obsession with "being yourself". If you were to listen to Them ("Who are They?" my dad would ask, "What are Their phone numbers?") you would believe that your truest purpose in life is to discover Yourself... your innermost, truest self, and futhermore, to express this inner self at all times.
M. O'Rourke disagrees. He thinks that it is quite possible that we could look very deep into our truest selves and find someone frivolous, selfish, and careless. He says that we shouldn't try to be ourselves... we should be constantly trying to be better than we are.
My truest self enjoys eating chocolate bars, and if I were to be true to myself, I would express myself by eating them all the time. But there is some virtue in self restraint. I would venture that there is a LOT of virtue in self restraint.
Your truest self might be someone who tells it like it is, no matter the consequences. But a better version of yourself might temper your truest self with handy characteristics like tact.
Is that selling out?
Well I'd better go off to bed, so I can be on time to work tomorrow. My truest self is sometimes late, but my ideal self is unfailingly punctual.
I do this ALL the time!
Sunday. 7.6.08 3:54 pm
Finally I have my future planned out
Thursday. 7.3.08 2:28 am
Clearly, the thing I have been missing all this time is an impromptu visit to the east asian wilderness where an old master on the brink of retirement or death decides to take me as his last student and teaches me the ways of the martial arts, preferably in montage format, until I am totally ripped and a major BAMF.
I'm not picky about the martial art, though I am partial to tae kwon do since I spent so many years studying it under the inimitable Master Kang. Or perhaps I could study Hwarang-do, which according to wikipedia is "The way of the flowering manhood".
Any training in the control of The Force would naturally be appreciated.
When the student is ready, the teacher will appear
Tuesday. 7.1.08 1:37 am
Me: Oh, look, I got my bill for school and they didn't register any of my financial aid.
Me, reading: Graduate Student Fee: -- bucks
Health Services Fee: --- bucks
Health Insurance Fee: ---- bucks
Graduate Tuition: ----- bucks!!
My sister: Sounds like one of those Mastercard commercials, and then it would go,
Having a degree you can't use?
Dunes on Mars, Life on Earth
Thursday. 6.26.08 11:48 pm
I changed my background to dunes on MARS! So beautiful, so mysterious!
In other news, I've been having a fun couple of weeks-- went to Maine for a weekend, went to Washington, DC for a weekend, just chillin', you know, relaxin' to the max.
On Tuesday I went to ballroom class and learned the merengue. We also learned a lovely waltz sequence in the intermediate class. I was on my feet dancing for a good two hours straight!
Speaking of meringue, I just got back from my second cake decorating class. We all had to make a whole cake and mix up our own buttercream frosting. Mine was a little lumpy owing to the lack of electric beaters (or anything more sophisticated than a spoon). But we learned to make the world-famous Wilton Rose... so I put them on my cake.
Back to dunes on Mars!
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