And for everyone, unless you don’t do the Halloween thing:
Hannah is making me do this, so here goes:
1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
2. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write a post on their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules. (if you don’t have a blog, email me)
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read their blog.
1. I have the preternatural ability to make nearly any non-liquid savory edible into a sandwich. It can get a little scary.
2. I can’t sit for long periods of time without having something to do with my hands. This is part of why I took up knitting, actually.
3. My favorite words: for the meaning, hesed; for the sound, dirigible.
4. I have a UK-printed Bible (thanks, Jonathan), and it makes me happy whenever I encounter a word like “honour”.
5. I’ve slept through every lecture I’ve attended about Nietzsche. Really. This is a sign of something, but I don’t know what. 🙂
6. At times I have been tempted to name my future children Calvin, Martin, and/or Geneva. Yes, I’m Reformed; how did you know? (But no, they’re kind of cool names anyway. Right?)
7. Before I die (or more likely, before Garrison Keillor dies…) I want to see a live taping of A Prairie Home Companion on its home turf in Minnesota.
8. I sing backup vocals on this album (you can’t really hear me, but hey). That’s a really good EP, too, I might add, and not just because I’m on it. 🙂
Tagging: Sara, Ashley, Erica, Teacher Dave, the Hales, and, uh, whoever else might want to do it. 🙂
1. I went into a Whole Foods for the first time in my entire life, and it is absolutely fascinating. Organic milk! Five different kinds of hummus! I have a theory that the best microcosm of a society is its grocery store or equivalent thereof; Whole Foods is an obvious sign of the further Bobo-ization of America. The end.
2. That all being said, I also wish we had a Trader Joe’s in the state of Texas, but you work with what you’ve got.
3. I’m reading High Fidelity and, strangely enough, I keep hearing John Cusack’s voice in my head as I read it. Only…he has an English accent. And it’s sort of bizarre, but in a good way.
4. Also, if you guys could all pray for me, as I haven’t been sleeping well at all the past few days–like, I’ll wake up and have an adrenaline rush in the middle of the night, so I’m sort of jittery and my mind is racing and therefore can’t get back to sleep for a while. As a result, the sides of my personality that I don’t like, the irritable depressed ones, have been coming out to play, and it’s not altogether fun. With all that’s going on at our house, that’s the last thing I need to be happening, so pray, please, those that pray.
5. On the flipside, I’m going to Waco this upcoming weekend, so I am a happy kid. The end.
6. I was going to say something else, but I can’t remember what it was…if I can remember, I’ll put it up here. Happy Sabbath.
The first time I ate Korean food–
My first bulgogi, my first pajeon–
Was in an Edinburgh flat,
A surprisingly appropriate place;
Though I was born in Seoul,
My heart belongs to the Scottish hill country,
My mind to the Texas coast,
My name to a family of white American Euromutts.
A fellow student, her name was Hyun-Sook,
Invited me for lunch one weekend,
And over the food she knew,
The flavors of our shared roots,
We spoke of Christmases past and future,
How my family always has Tex-Mex
And hers feasts on fried chicken–
We, the incongruous daughters of globalization.
But we were mostly quiet,
Whether because of emptiness of stomach or of language,
Letting the food speak for itself,
Letting the bad K-pop music speak for itself,
Letting our silence speak for itself.
Two Korean women a long way from home,
The shared bond of loneliness and heritage and chopsticks
Making us feel, if only briefly, like family.
And so when I left, I told her
The only Korean I know:
Kamsa hamnida. Thank you.
This week: An idea blatantly stolen from guitarist/singer/songwriter extraordinaire Andy Osenga–13 famous living people you would want to road trip with. And by famous, I mean that more than 500 people have to know who they are. Ready, set, go:
1. Dr. Tim Keller.
2. Stephen Colbert.
3. Patty Griffin.
4. John Cusack.
5. Pope Benedict.
6. Douglas Coupland.
7. Anne Lamott.
8. Derek Webb and Sandra McCracken (okay, and their baby, too).
9. Don Miller.
10. All the dudes in U2.
11. Marilynne Robinson.
12. Don and Lori Chaffer.
13. President and Mrs. Bush.
Now, if I could somehow get all these people on the same trip, that would be really interesting…
A weird idea I had, as outlined between this IM convo between Teacher Dave and myself:
me: i had a weird idea yesterday at work.
me: a gender-bending version of les miserables where all the parts are played by someone of the opposite sex.
Dave: not a rewriting of roles, but simply reverse casting?
me: maybe some rewriting.
me: but it’s an interesting twist.
me: a student revolution led by women.
Dave: but would “Fantine” be a man? not only played by a man, but a male character?
me: where the woman left him and he is trying to raise a son?
me: and he’s helped out by a woman.
me: also, the valjean-javert plotline gets kind of an interesting twist when you make it two women.
me: “eponine” as a lovesick guy.
me: make “cosette” a little boy who has no mom
me: and the line about the lady dressed in white gets a little more sad, if that’s possible.
me: a little fall of rain gets a little hotter/sadder, kind of.
Dave: lots of thought into this?
me: this is all kind erupting spontaneously.
me: when i get a weird idea i tend to run with it a little. 😉
Dave: just a bit. 😉
1. Eaten ice cream *and* pie. Yum.
2. Gotten my mom to swallow both her first batch of medicine and half a thing of Jello. Believe me, this is a task.
3. Talked to my dad, who is in Dallas.
5. Cleaned my room and stuck some stuff in the laundry.
6. Started reading High Fidelity, which is both so similar to and so different from the movie that it’s blowing my mind a little bit.
7. Wasted entirely too much time on the Internet.
8. Wondered what it’s like at convents when all the nuns have PMS at the same time (thanks a lot, Nick Hornby).
9. Been glad that I’ve had the day off.
10. Prayed for patience and mercy.
11. Written an entire slam poem in my head–I’m about to actually put it down on paper.
12. Watched famous people do completely random things (HT to Teacher Dave for the first one):