Tuesday, August 31, 2010

safe people superhero

Today my counselor was talking about Kierkegaard's theme of curiosity and generosity and how it informs safety in relationships. I said "I have to write this down" and she said "I'll write it down for you" then she drew me as a superhero with safe people guidelines! That may be the best $85 I ever spent.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

throw out fifty things

I'm hella into this website called FlyLady. It seems to be directed towards the midwestern-midlife-crisis-cat-sweatshirt-wearing demographic, but I care not; I psychotically love it. I vastly prefer her to Martha Stewart, that smug cunt, and she's helping my house be all beautiful and organized and I'm super happy about it. It probably also helps that I'm reading this book called Throw Out 50 Things and I'm really getting off on it. FlyLady says "you can't organize clutter" and I'm like "you're right. I'm throwing out 50 things." Yee haw!

Yesterday my counselor was saying that spiritual abuse isn't nearly as popular a topic as most other forms of abuse. I said I wished there were a story group for that like the ones I've done before with other people who have been through similar situations to honor their stories and share them so you don't have to bear it alone. She said she only knows of a couple other people who would be interested. Do you know anyone who would be interested, besides me? Lemme know.

Here is a Judge Judy especially for Ryan and Simone. Have at it!

Monday, August 23, 2010

chess grandmaster vs. a flying wiener

I saw this a long time ago and the Grapes of Rad linked it at their site today. It just never gets old!

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

gordon fee & baby hedgehogs

This was David's favorite professor at Regent. I want to go there and take a class from him, if he's still there. I could listen to him talk all day.

I just looked at my YouTube history and it's filled with Judge Judy, Peep Show episodes, Richard Dawkins, NT Wright, Christopher Hitchens, Eddie Izzard, and Gordon Fee, cute baby hedgehogs swimming, and wiener dogs on skateboards.

Here is Peep Show, my new favorite show and soon to be yours. Maybe.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

jack kerouac & people of wal-mart

I don't come here too often, do I. My other blog has me too busy for which I damn it, but when my contract is up then I'll be back here with a vengance! Vengance is mine!

I'm almost done with On The Road. I read it in college and am "reading" it again, on CD. I was delighted by this bit here:
The car belonged to a tall, thin fag who was on his way home to Kansas and wore
dark glasses and drove with extra care. The car was what Dean called a "fag Plymouth."
My friend Bill in Oakland got special glasses with a camera in them so he can go to Wal-Mart and take furtive pictures to send to peopleofwalmart.com. Here's my favorite he's gotten:

Saturday, August 7, 2010

wiggly tooth & charlotte bronte

Lolly got out of bed the other night and we were like "What are you doing out of bed, young lady" and she said "My toof is wiggly!" We were immediately like "Oh! Let me see!" and her bed-night (as she calls bedtime) vacating was of course forgiven and we both looked at her toof, her front right one, which wiggles so slightly it's almost imperceptible. But when the tooth is in your mouth of course you can feel the tiniest wiggle. Her first loose tooth! Judah heard the commotion and got out of bed too and came into the hall and said "Oh wow, let me see!" and he looked at her tooth and wiggled it a little and he said "Yay Lolly, your first loose tooth!" and my heart went pitter-pat and my eyes went tear-tear.

My friend Sarah sent me this email today, so lovely and just what I needed.

Charlotte Bronte wrote this in her preface to the second edition of Jane Eyre. Her words are a little different, but her spirit is the same. Funny how the wheel never stops turning.


Having thus acknowledged what I owe those who have aided and approved me, I turn to another class: a small one, so far as I know, but not, therefore, to be overlooked. I mean the timorous or carping few who doubt the tendency of such books as Jane Eyre: in whose eyes whatever is unusual is wrong; whose ears detect in each protest against bigotry – that parent of crime – an insult to piety, that regent of God on earth. I would suggest to such doubters certain obvious distinctions; I would remind them of certain simple truths.

Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to assail the last. To pluck the mask from the face of the Pharisee, is not to lift an impious hand to the Crown of Thorns. These things and deeds are diametrically opposed: they are as distinct as is vice from virtue. Men too often confound them: they should not be confounded; appearance should not be mistaken for truth; narrow human doctrines, that only tend to elate and magnify a few, should not be substituted for the world-redeeming creed of Christ. There is – I repeat it – a difference; and it is a good, and not a bad action to mark broadly and clearly the line of separation between them.

The world may not like to see these ideas dissevered, for it has been accustomed to blend them; finding it convenient to make external show pass for sterling worth – to let whitewashed walls vouch for clean shrines. It may hate him who dares to scrutinize and expose, to raise the gilding and show base metal under it, to penetrate the sepulcher and reveal charnal relics; but hate as it will, it is indebted to him.


Stay strong in the struggle. Fight the good fight.

Friday, August 6, 2010

email from damien

Damien Jurado sent me this email today about this Mars Hill Church blog entry.

i wish they would realize that God doesn't care. he is well pleased. ..and there is nothing that we can or can't do to change the way he loves us. unconditionally.
we don't lead straight and narrow lives to please him. if we are with him and love him, this comes naturally. love is not forced. someone should really tell this to the mars hill congregation.