As I was logging in to blogger this fine day, there was a link to a blog with daily pictures of men with 'staches. I thought of my brother, and his love for facial hair - and how he will sport the style because he likes it, disregarding the occasional smart remark (occassionally from myself :) ).
Such people are my heros - those who do what they love, even when it's not the "cool" thing to do. (Don't tell Matthew, though. We have to keep up appearances of our brother/sister rivalry.)
Shout out to my student: he is a senior in Econ, and decided to learn the oboe. He realizes that he's a beginner, but that doesn't bug him one bit. When I was a beginner with my Chem class, I gave up. I admit that. Good job him.
There are the obvious heroes - those who are in the arts, or academia. The careers that will not be so lucrative, but they have a passion for, and as such choose not to live without the thing which they love.
There are also the not so obvious heroes - Who says that someone in accounting is only there for the money. They may truly love working with numbers.
In summary, this is to all you who do what you love, and love what you do. Congratulations. You have succeeded. (And may you find a job that fufills your need!)
signing off.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
coupla quizzes
***Your Dosha is Vata***
Creative and restless, you take in all of life's pleasures (maybe a little too much!).
You're quick witted and very talkative, but you also tend to have a spotty memory.
You tend to get very into ideas, people, and lifestyles... but only for a short time.
It's difficult to hold your attention, and you sometimes feel with what life has to offer.
With friends: You are very uncomfortable in new situations or with new people
In love: You fall in and out of love very easily
To achieve more balance: Live in a warm climate and spend some quiet time in nature
What's Your Dosha?
http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourdoshaquiz/
That's enough. I took some others while putting off sleep, but I'll spare you the results.
Creative and restless, you take in all of life's pleasures (maybe a little too much!).
You're quick witted and very talkative, but you also tend to have a spotty memory.
You tend to get very into ideas, people, and lifestyles... but only for a short time.
It's difficult to hold your attention, and you sometimes feel with what life has to offer.
With friends: You are very uncomfortable in new situations or with new people
In love: You fall in and out of love very easily
To achieve more balance: Live in a warm climate and spend some quiet time in nature
What's Your Dosha?
http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourdoshaquiz/
| You Could Be a Vampire... If You Had To |
 Like most people, the thought of being a vampire has crossed your mind. But you're not sure if you'd do it, even if you could. Living forever doesn't sound half bad, if you could live forever with the people you love the most. But do vampires even love? And would the vampire version of you even be you? It's all too much to contemplate. Luckily, the chances of you ever becoming a vampire are astronomically low. What you would like best about being a vampire: Living forever What you would like least about being a vampire: Blood stained teeth |
| You Are 77% Peaceful |
 You are a very peaceful person. All is good in your world, no matter what's going on. Occasionally you let your problems get to you, but you generally remain upbeat. Your inner strength is inspirational - much more so than you may realize. |
| Your Hidden Talent |
 You are both very knowledgeable and creative. You tend to be full of new ideas and potential - big potential. Ideas like yours could change the world, if you build them. As long as you don't stop working on your dreams, you'll get there. |
That's enough. I took some others while putting off sleep, but I'll spare you the results.
Friday, October 12, 2007
nostalgia
As I walked my friend to her job at the Conferences and Workshops building, I realized that the final preparations are in effect before the demolition of the final Deseret Towers.
What struck me the most was that the pool was already in the process of being destroyed. I myself never lived in DT, and from what I've heard, that is okay - but I did frequent the pool during my stints as music camp counselor. The pool experience itself is not what is important, but it was a trigger for a wonderful last summer. It had been a long time since I didn't have summer school. Instead I let my brain relax a bit; the juvenile section in the library was my summer haunt. I realize that this was an idyllic summer: the like of which I will not see for some time, I'm sure.
Seeing the pool which had represented the calm of the summer, torn up and in such disarray was symbolic: school i.e. life had begun again. There is the truth that change does not necessarily equal unease, or something similarly negative. It is simply change.
What struck me the most was that the pool was already in the process of being destroyed. I myself never lived in DT, and from what I've heard, that is okay - but I did frequent the pool during my stints as music camp counselor. The pool experience itself is not what is important, but it was a trigger for a wonderful last summer. It had been a long time since I didn't have summer school. Instead I let my brain relax a bit; the juvenile section in the library was my summer haunt. I realize that this was an idyllic summer: the like of which I will not see for some time, I'm sure.
Seeing the pool which had represented the calm of the summer, torn up and in such disarray was symbolic: school i.e. life had begun again. There is the truth that change does not necessarily equal unease, or something similarly negative. It is simply change.
Sunday, October 07, 2007
birdies and lesson learned
Inspired by Carolyn's recounting of the squirrels on her campus in OH, I decided to share a bit about the birds here at BYU.
One of my favorite activities is, now, don't judge me till you read to the end, is to mess with birdies' heads. What I do is to imitate their whistle as best as I can. What happens is the bird begins to think there is another bird of the same species nearby, and they start to look around for said bird. I don't think this is cruel - it's just keeping it on its toes.
[Random fact about birds: It may look like the birds' knees bend backwards, but really this is their ankle bone. And their feet are really toes.]
Last Thursday, Lizzy (oboist) and Tony (violinist) ended up eating lunch in the grass. It was a nice break - we were all a bit burned out due to a concert the previous evening involving a fire alarm, and finally getting a grasp on all the work there is to do this semester.
There we were enjoying ourselves, and since I was finishing up my boxed sandwich, I decided to throw a tiny piece of bread towards the cute little sparrows that were frolicking nearby. Needless to say, their cuteness turned into ferociousness. They jumped on that bread so quickly...!
Lizzy and Tony thought it was quite funny, so they added to the mayhem by occassionally throwing fritos at them. There was one little bird that was thrown something specific, but he was always just a bit too slow.
We (Lizzy and I) soon told Tony to stop, because, well, he didn't want to. He enjoyed causing contention in the Sparrow Clan. I admit that I shouldn't have started to feed the cute sparrows after all.
One of my favorite activities is, now, don't judge me till you read to the end, is to mess with birdies' heads. What I do is to imitate their whistle as best as I can. What happens is the bird begins to think there is another bird of the same species nearby, and they start to look around for said bird. I don't think this is cruel - it's just keeping it on its toes.
[Random fact about birds: It may look like the birds' knees bend backwards, but really this is their ankle bone. And their feet are really toes.]
Last Thursday, Lizzy (oboist) and Tony (violinist) ended up eating lunch in the grass. It was a nice break - we were all a bit burned out due to a concert the previous evening involving a fire alarm, and finally getting a grasp on all the work there is to do this semester.
There we were enjoying ourselves, and since I was finishing up my boxed sandwich, I decided to throw a tiny piece of bread towards the cute little sparrows that were frolicking nearby. Needless to say, their cuteness turned into ferociousness. They jumped on that bread so quickly...!
Lizzy and Tony thought it was quite funny, so they added to the mayhem by occassionally throwing fritos at them. There was one little bird that was thrown something specific, but he was always just a bit too slow.
We (Lizzy and I) soon told Tony to stop, because, well, he didn't want to. He enjoyed causing contention in the Sparrow Clan. I admit that I shouldn't have started to feed the cute sparrows after all.
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