Tuesday, February 23, 2010

and then came the clouds again...really?

a rare moment for me...an off day...at the flea market...sun...able to walk around...i do miss selling however...hopefully...when the sun decides to stick around for longer than a couple of hours






it's not easy


trying to figure what exactly i am or who i am...

Saturday, February 20, 2010

a dangerous lie - Tiger Woods

'role model idolizing'

no one is ever who we think. no parent can ever know his or her child more than the child. no husband or wife can ever know one another more than the individual himself or herself.

to say Tiger Woods 'let us down...he's not who we thought he was...he owes us an apology...he lied to us...he was supposed to be a role model..." is far dangerous than anything Tiger's ever done (perhaps even contracting a disease or STD).

parents are responsible for being their children's role models. false hope lies in idolizing and seeing anyone as perfect or exempt from human error. i feel sympathy for those who placed their all in Tiger as a role model - no one is ever squeaky clean, perfect, or an utmost example.

i adore Tiger for his genius--the world's best golfer--but i would never expect him or any other to be my children's hope in every way.

Tiger's fall shows that he is human, very capable of 'a' worse, and it makes him (in my humble opinion) an even better person---he is not exempt from 'mistake' or even desire. to believe anyone is...is a dangerous outlook.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

who needs heat...i do!









Yet another personality pinned to Texas. Snow is usual here, but not like this: brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! At least the dogs, Max and Smokey had a blast. My class at the university was canceled. Only makes room for grading essays and preparing for an archaeological project in the Medieval Body class I'm taking...I will manage a nice cup of cocoa in here somewhere and later...my favorite...hot water, lemon and honey. Cheers to those who are experiencing early Spring....ummmm, Susan!

Monday, February 8, 2010

is it a lost art?

diagramming the sentence...

All this ... the reader must enter into before he can
comprehend the unimaginable horror which these
dreams of oriental imagery and mythological tortures
impressed upon me.




this thought came to me just seconds ago in leaving a comment on a favorite friend's facebook. what do you think?

sentence image from google via tidbits.com may post my own when time permits...

Sunday, February 7, 2010

split the keys & the mic

just cannot do without these music majesties



Over the Rhine
Jesus in New Orleans

Over the Rhine
Latter Days



Thelonious Monk
Round Midnight

Thelonious Monk
Epistrophy

Friday, February 5, 2010

andre gide



Reading the Immoralist was a ride. I have a better understanding of how artists like Matisse play an important role in modernist literature. While I was reading the story, I couldn't help but see another discipline outside liberal arts that would easily welcome Gide's work: Psychiatry. The male character, Michel is a precise basket case, with more male-tenacity than one can believe. I didn't know males were capable of fluctuating, showing sensitivity to hot and cold in an useful way, loving and then not--the water faucet effect, and other emotions that are usually associated with women. I loved him!! In fact the majority of my classmates did; there were a few who hated him for his contradicting nature and other unreliable behavioral stuff--probably his most notable cutting characteristic...his lies and deception where Marceline (his wife) is concerned. I wondered under my breath how much the few who dislike Michel might have to do with current recent current numerous events of male infidelity....? I dared not put my classmates on the spot in asking that question. Despite his selfishness, Michel does try....what do I mean by try...you'll have to read it for yourself if you haven't already.

photo taken by Gera in Oklahoma 10Jan.