Festival of Winds
Emmy and Gaby
Thursday, November 20, 2003
Who wants to play? Someone in the greater NYC area should play with me at some point this weekend. It's been too long.
Tuesday, November 18, 2003
"You should have lots of kids so the recessive genes come out." -Emily on genetics
Monday, November 17, 2003
Another math joke
Jess, Em and I were having dinner at the Westfield Diner this evening. After an enlightening conversation about genetics (quote to follow) the conversation somehow turned to math- at which point each of us was assigned a number. Im not sure how it even got started, but after vetoing 2/9ths I decided I would be e, cause who wouldn't want to be irrational. Jess then declared that if I could be irrational she would get to be imaginary, or i. We then assigned Emily as the 0, which was funny to Jess and I at the time. Several seconds later, I realized that together we made a wonderful song- me jess me jess em- or as you all know it- e i e i o.
Sunday, November 16, 2003
Swiftly through the night
So instead of getting anything important accomplished tonight I started transfering my music from my school computer to the one here at home, I watched my brother sitting in the front row of the American Music Awards, and pretty much any other time wasting event I did. So my room needs work, and I only need like 50 more drawers to fit my clothing. i just need to keep telling myself it will get done, and then know that it has to cause its never good to lie to yourself. And I use 'so' too often when I'm starting sentences. I know I do it all the time, and I often will stop, go back, and try and correct it, but for once I'll leave them in as a constant reminder to myself to stop. So there!
Monday, November 10, 2003
Not exactly what comes to mind when I think of night school, but my dream last night had a bunch of high school students (at least we were at Westfield High School) performing experiments in the science lab somewhere in the neighborhood of 2am. It seemed like a perfectly normal thing to be doing, as when I couldn't sleep at home I just walked over there and started mixing chemicals to determine an unknown compound. In addition, there were a number of beds both in the lab and in the room next door, although for some reason the ones in the labs were all doubles and the ones in the other room were twins. There also seemed to be other night classes going on cause when I walked in the school I saw a number of other classes in session, although I got some weird looks from some people near the entrance when I came in as if to say- 'Why is he getting here so late?' or something along those lines. Regardless, I'm glad that's not how school went in this district, cause it was weird enough to sleep with my classmates in the dream.
On a side note I think this dream was inspired by 2 sleep relating jobs I read about yesterday, one being a sleep lab technician, and the other being a model who sleeps within a glass cage at a night club called, appropriately, Sleep.
Sunday, November 09, 2003
Not the breathing kind, although that will be continuing indefinitely; what I'm looking for is more of the motivating kind. I know certain things that do it for me, and depending on the situation certain people do as well. But on the whole I tend to need to want to be inspired myself before anything can do it for me. Until recently I just hadn't felt that way for a while. But maybe that is what I need more of now in my life- I could have the music that gets me feeling like that constantly pumped into my ears, or print out those certain phrases/stories that do the trick, but truthfully I'd like it to come from within me- I want to wake up every morning and just feel like I can do anything and everything I want to. And I know I can do it, because I have before. It's just been a while. Maybe a new environment would be good for me too. This is the week for me to figure everything out. Time for a change. And keep on breathing.
Thursday, November 06, 2003
From a Friend of a friend
We will not be scared of these "solar evil-doers." The Sun is part of an "axis of stellar evil" that we must stamp out. We will make no distinction between solar flares, and the stars that sponsor these flares. Our nation will launch a campaign to stamp out all stellar terrorism in our galaxy. These nukyular furnaces of fear will no longer terrorize our nation.
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
"Well you must have cat nip-ples" -Me on why Colby's cats seem to claw their way up her shirt constantly.
Aren't these posts with catchy titles that can mean so many things on so many levels great? On the one hand I could go on about how we are actually having a garage sale this coming weekend, but on the more interesting to know personal details about my life side, I could go on about how sometimes things in ones past must just be laid to rest and we must move on. For example, my mom- sometimes I'd like to just lay her to rest. Ok, bad example as she'll probably be reading this post at some point. Seriously though, we all accumulate lots of junk throughout our lives- things we wish we had done and things we wish we hadn't- but at some point we just have to move on and look to the future.
Ok at some point my train of thought go thrown completely off course and the whole garage sale as a metaphor for life just stopped working. The gist of what i was trying to say is that you don't need to live in the past, be the same person you were or anything else if you don't want to, but at teh same time those experiences helped make you who you are today. You'll always have the memories of those times, even if they don't define who you are today. Like the junk you get rid of- if it was important enough to remember, you will, but who needs the piles of it all around you.
Jumble all that together and you might get something coherent. Maybe.