December 2009
164 posts
A,B,C, as easy as 1,2,3
So I am trying to put together some teaching aids for the kids i Tanzania and I am realizing this is actually a terribly difficult task. Firstly, I have no idea what the ages of the children will be; I know they could be as young as 1 or 2 or as old as 10 or 11. Secondly, I have no concept of what they already know, I am assuming that some of the children understand little to no English, while...
Delilah - Tom Jones
This is a total cult classic...
“To send a letter is a good way to go somewhere without moving anything but your...”
– Phyllis Theroux
And the clock strikes midnight...
All of my NYE plans fell through.
I think I will be at home watching the Law and Order: SVU marathon.
Detectives Benson and Stabler are badass.
It might end up being lonely, but I’m ok with that.
Word of the Day
Callipygian- A perfectly proportioned buttocks
Nothing But Heartache - Diana Ross and the...
...and this is why I am a 5 year old boy →
…and probably also why I am single…just a guess
I'm in a weird mood
I bought shoes today instead of buying clothes for Africa. I’m going to wear them for my recital and jury this semester. Since the voice department seems to always comment on how I look, I might as well look fabulous.
Also, an old friend emailed me today. It was nice. I like people who just grow up but don’t actually change, they are easy to reconnect with.
Also, my car needed to be...
5 Things That Are Gross
1. Climbing under your covers in your clothes, or even worse, your shoes
2. Calling your significant other “the boyfriend” or “the boy”
3. Luggies.
4. Walking with your hand in someone’s back pocket like it’s 1992
5. People who give the gum they were chewing and don’t want anymore to someone else to chew
My Mother Discovers Popular Music
*Radio* "Let's have some fun, this beat is sick, I wanna take a ride on your disco stick"
Mom: Oh my. These lyrics. Oh god.
David: It's Lady Gaga.
Mom: Well missy, you should be ashamed. These lyrics are just - oh my - her poor mother!
David: *giggles softly*
Mom: You know, I know exactly how to dance to this, you do that thing with your hips *shakes her right hand in a seizure-like manner*
*Radio* - Snoop Dog comes on
Mom: Who is this silly man? They all sound the same.
David: It's Snoop
Mom: I need a PBS special to explain Snoop to me. A Nova special - "Snoop Dog - How he put the doggy in Snoop Doggy Doggy"
*Radio* - Usher comes on
Mom: Is he gay?
David: What?
Mom: Well he is singing about gay love.
David: What?!
Mom: And I hate to stereotype, but I think he is trying to make his voice sound gay. Is he in the closet? Gosh, rap makes it so hard for people to be themselves.
About ten minutes later...
*Radio* - Eminem comes on
Mom: Another one! He is gay too!
David: I really have no idea what you're talking about.
Mom: Just listen to it. It is so obvious.
*Radio* - more Lady Gaga
Mom: Don't think I don't know what you're saying, missy. Your lyrics are so crude! David, is this what you listen to with your hommies? With your home boys?
David: Oh. Dear. God.
Mom: All they have to do is throw in some names of famous people and they think they have genius lyrics. These lyrics are terrible, he already said that.
David: Mom, it's the chorus.
Mom: What is that thing they do to their voices? They all sound the same. Why can't they just sing? Like Taylor Swift, she's terrible. I saw her on Saturday Night Live and she cannot sing, god help the girl.
Ten minutes later...
Mom: Every song is just talking about 'my junk' it isn't creative. It's giving me a frickin' headache. Parent listen to this, grandmothers!
David: I don't think grandmothers listen to this...
*Radio* - Pitbull comes on
Mom: Now this isn't even English! What is he saying?
David: Mom, it's Spanish.
Mom: Well, just because he is bilingual doesn't mean he can say crude things in two languages!
She comes to a conclusion:
Mom: So these songs are all about sex. Crude sex. Is this what you listen to? There's no art to it.
Oh man, Twilight →
A Few Carefully Chosen Words
When I was a little kid I used to sit in class and answer questions in my head. Well, I wasn’t really answering them, I was coming up with as many different ways to word the answer as I could. When I was satisfied that my answer contained just enough alliteration, irony, clarity, allegory and creative prose I would shoot my hand up into the air hoping to be called on. Usually by that point...
You’re Going to Loose That Girl - The...
“I like intelligent women. When you go out it shouldn’t be a staring...”
– Frank Sinatra
For James →
Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered - Ella...
Someone take my computer away before I blog myself...
“I was the editor of the school newspaper and in drama club and choir, so I was...”
– Tina Fey
(this is eerily identical to my life in high school)
Slipping Through My Fingers...
I’m puzzled at how very bad I am at doing nothing.
This break is killing me. I actually need to be busy, I don’t know what to do with myself. A creative outlet you say? A creative outlet is what I need? Why yes, but I have none of my art supplies with me. A project? A hobby? Trust me, I’ve tried. I have been working on my resume and cover letter all day for summer internships....
“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. “Pooh,” he whispered.
...”
– Winnie the Pooh
Falling For the First Time - Barenaked Ladies
3 Secrets
Don’t judge me, it’s winter break.
1. I’ve been in these pajamas for 24 hours.
2. I made an entire goat cheese, onion and herb tart from scratch tonight. I ate the whole thing.
3. I miss a bunch of people.
Lisa's Diary: 2/3/00
Dear Diary,
The day before yesterday we had our 2nd field trip to the Lowell Mills. And my oboe lesson time has been changed to 11:00 on monday, I’m in a more advanced class, just me! Lauren, Caroline, Shannon, Erin and Sarah and Elise and Maya all quite Little Women, they hurt my feelings.
Love,
Lisa
p.s. sorry I have not written in a long time
