THE ARCHAEOLOGY OF BLISS

Moving

Fri, 30 Jun 2006 09:40:41 GMT

Well, sorry to say I will not be updating LJ anymore, I am moving to blogger.

I will miss you!!

I will still be able to receive comments and respond as I am not deleting my account. Maybe I will move back later, but in the meantime I will be here:

http://seaofsapphires.blogspot.com

Come visit!!

Blink Once If You Love Me- Or Want to Kick Some Ass: Finally, the Lost Season Finale Post

Tue, 27 Jun 2006 11:15:35 GMT

As previously mentioned, I had been pondering the season finale of Lost, the Best Show in All of TV History, and the questions and semi-answers raised therein. When my head begins to explode, as it so often does, I find lists to be zoloft-ish (or is it zoloft-y?). So I finally got my notions together mid-hiatus and here we are.

1. The writers have started a whole new chapter of the show:

a. no more pushing the button (but will those T-shirts still sell?)
b. no more chillin in the hatch, showers, or cute shots of shirtless Jack shaving. DAMN!
c. the Lostaways (to borrow a TWOP word if I may) are now divided,
d. we will see how the neglected Lostaways/underused extras will react when Hurley tells them what happened (or maybe they won’t because we never see them),
e. we are going to learn more about The Others and their hatch,
f. looks like we are going to see what happens to "the good ones". Is that why the Others took them?
g. we know there are more places on the island and it has more of a history than we had expected (the foot statue, which was one of the highlights of the show),
h. we know why planes and boats crash on the island, but how exactly remains to be seen
i. it doesn’t look like Michael and Walt will be back,
j. there may be newcomers to the island (this idea furthered by Spoilerfix). I hope they are indeed hot, male, and have an accent,
k. Penelope may return in an entirely new kind of storyline- one taking place simultaneously but elsewhere than the island
l. "Look, Skipper, there’s a boat! A real one!"
m. I still miss Ana Lucia and Shannon. I will miss Walt. Damn ABC. Damn them to hell.

2. Obviously, what is going to happen to Kate, Sawyer and Jack?!

3. What did Kate’s and Jack’s blink mean? At first I thought they were saying I Love You (awwww) with the thought in mind that they’d be murdered or god knows what, but rewatching it, it looked slightly meaner, like "we fight to the death at the first chance, are you in?"- Reply blink. Why was Sawyer not included? He has all the best lines. Poor Sawyer, I am really beginning to like him. Sure he’s messed up, but enough already. I swear that if he gets shot, smacked, whacked, punched, caught in a love triangle, almost dies, or one-night-standed for his gun by a potential love interest who then promptly gets killed by the same gun Once More I will send copious virulent emails to the writers.

4. Where the hell are Jin and Sun, and did Saayid find the Others? Did any of them get captured? Will they rescue Kate, Jack and Sawyer? I was rather disappointed we didn’t come back to them and I can’t wait to.

5. Why did the Others capture them right after Jack himself just told Kate in the previous episode "they don’t want us, they could have taken us but they didn’t." Was Jack just wrong or did something happen between then and the "developments" (as the Other who interrogated Michael said)? Of course, what were the developments?

6.What the hell is it that makes the "good ones" so different than the rest of the characters to the Others? Why is Sawyer better than Hurley, for example, or now Locke better than Claire? (And why didn’t anyone come back for Locke anyway yet?) Anyone have any ideas, because clearly this isn’t a moral "goodness", The Others are referring to something they consider good.

7. It’s absurd that Eko lived through that dynamite blast (but I am glad he did, I like his character alot), so it follows that he would have gotten out in time to escape the failsafe detonation. I think he was with Locke the last we saw of them, so chances are we will see them together when we see them again.

8.Is Claire stupid? I mean, I know the level of Weirdness on this island is off the scale, but after the ultraviolet nuclear sky, deafening high-pitch explosion and flying steel door which missed her and her baby by about two feet, she seemed more interested in kissing Charlie for no reason than interrogating him about what the F*^@! that was about, considering he came directly from the source of it.

9. The thing I still don’t get is this. The failsafe blew the whole magnet or whatever was causing the electromagnetic charge (I am stupid and know zip about electromagentism) to smithereens, the thing is gone and done with. But what exactly was the difference between that and letting it go by itself after not pushing the button? I mean, what would the charge have done if not kept at bay- wouldn’t it just have exploded by itself, and I dunno, maybe brought down a airplane or something, but Desmond and the others wouldn’t have had to push the button all those years or commit suicide via failsafe? Everyone’s running around insanely readying for doomsday but what were they afraid of happening? Would it have blown the whole island?

10. Two more things that didn’t add up about that plotline: First, Locke was easily able to pull Desmond into second-guessing the button thing with his "hey, let’s not push the button, fuck the bastards, la la la I’ve lost my faith and I’m having an existential crisis who cares cause I saw a television in another room" crap as if Desmond forgot he already knew what the button did and had in fact seen the start of what would happen if they stopped pushing it. Second, how come Locke evolved from a wise man (without this whole faith thing), to a wise (if slightly erratic) man of faith, to a violent raving adolescent after losing faith? I understand the idea of a psychological crisis, but attacking Eko was just out of character. He seemed to have been comparatively more mature than many of the others yet he just degenerated continually and it doesn’t ring true.

11.Why was FHG (Fake Henry Gale as they call him here) coming for Locke?

12. I wonder if the injections were to protect the body against harmful effects of the electromagnetic charge in the hatch? Are these effects the sickness that both Rousseau and Desmond mentioned? Is the medicine Kelvin injected the same as the ones in the medical hatch and the Other injected when Michael was taken to their camp?

13. Are the Others and the Dharma Initiative people somehow connected? How? Something Kelvin (who worked for Dharma) said to Desmond about "the hostiles"-which may have just been a way to keep him from going outside, maybe not- gave me the idea that he had seen or had a run-in with the Others. Until now I was vaguely assuming they were linked to eachother: they’re both just so freaking bizarre, they had a hatch at their camp, and maybe the Others were originally Dharma members, forgotten or renegade or something. But now I wonder if maybe they were totally different entities completely unknown to eachother.

14.Someone on a forum somewhere made an interesting comment: Why didn’t Walt even ask about Vincent before he left?

15.What is up with "we got more than we bargained for with Walt" anyway?

16. Here’s a summary () of Dicken’s Our Mutual Friend http://www.thefuselage.com/Threaded/showthread.php?t=46755

17. I read in the flight_815 community here an awesome theory that Desmond symbolized Odysseus: these are some of my thoughts on it
a. he loves Penelope
b.he was on a voyage
c.he was a soldier, Odysseus was a soldier
d.the statue could have represented the giant Cyclops Odysseus encountered? Maybe it’s a reach but I know that scene felt like a TV reenactment of a Greek myth.

18. So in the flashback with Desmond and Penelope meeting again, was the stadium where Desmond ran into Jack (another day presumably) and was suddenly cheerful and psychic? How could he have predicted Sarah would miraculously not be paralyzed? How could Desmond know this and yet not know he’d later be trapped in a hatch on a semi-deserted island pushing a button every 108 minutes, miles away from the only person he loved? If I knew that I wouldn’t be as cheerful as he was, let me tell you. Oh this weird, weird show.

I hope I got all the main points. At least I know I am now officially, a geek.

San Francisco Trip Photo Album

Wed, 21 Jun 2006 21:28:58 GMT

DONE! DONE DONE DONE DONE!!!!

http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j5/persephone0/SAN%20FRANCISCO/?start=all

NOW LOOK AT MY PHOTOS ALREADY GODDAMNIT PEOPLE !! THERE ARE 88 PHOTOS FOR YOUR VIEWING PLEASURE! I WANT COMMENTS COMMENTS COMMENTS GIVE ME COMMENTS!!!

Rant over. *please excuse my attention-getting behavior*

In fact I am creating a direct link from photobucket to my LJ, so more people will read it. All part of an elaborate plan to take over the earth.

I am sooooo happy because

A.) my photos are resized (dial-up is killing me).
B.) the weather is beautiful.
C.) NYC being the officially-designated world capital of parades and free outdoor music festivals, the Mermaid Parade in Coney Island is coming up soon, as is
D.) the Siren Music Festival including Stars, Dirty on Purpose & Serena Maneesh. Also in Coney Island. Woo-hoo!

Is TV really my life? Well, there's the Internet too.

Mon, 19 Jun 2006 19:12:09 GMT

For whoever is reading, I should be done with the San Francisco photos tonight when I am in the city. Again, I'll post when I am done.

I thought this TWOP recap I just read (of Jim Henson Workshop-fueled Farscape) was genius. Here's an excerpt:

….the difference between forcing yourself to read Ulysses and watching this show is the difference between hitting yourself in the head with something heavy, and watching people who are entirely too hot blowing shit up and making out. No fucking contest, Joyce. Sorry.

*haha* I love the the recapper's out-of-nowhere Jung-ish depth psychological analysis on the episode. But that's why you gotta love TWOP; you never know what to expect. Of course, anything that feeds my Ben Browder obsession is A-list info to me.

Just wanted to note this link to Spoilerfix's Lost page, providing a much-needed Lost injection (and accurate information as far as I've seen) during the hiatus. My engines are at go already for September. I swear they should bottle this show.

Finger Length and Testosterone

Fri, 16 Jun 2006 05:51:45 GMT

I worship public television.

Just watched this awesome BBC science documentary (documentaries are my new obsession, I'm a sucker for popular science) about neurological differences between men and women. The most interesting part was a professor named Manning who tested his theory that the proportion of index to ring finger lengths indicates levels of exposure to testosterone in utero. This is based on the knowledge that the genes regulating testosterone production also regulate finger growth.

Manning measured the finger lengths of men who were preparing to compete in a race and predicted correctly, without knowing other factors about the men, who would come out on top! It was the men with longer ring fingers compared to index fingers. (Apparently more testosterone encountered in the womb correlates with better heart and vascular system development, thereby making better runners.) The documentary then showed that in a group of women likewise the greater the finger proportion, the higher achievement on visual-spatial tasks, also related to higher testosterone levels.

I just googled it and found this article, this article, this article, this article, this article and even wikipedia has an entry on the topic. Digit ratio. Makes me wonder if I am the only one who hasn't heard about this yet.

If it's very accurate, the theory could give a psychic some ideas...
"Let me read your palm. You are an athlete aren't you? You are a very competitive person."
"OMG How did you know?"

Well I am almost done uploading my San Francisco pics. By later tonight they should all be done!

Again here is the link http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j5/persephone0/ . Enjoy!

PHOTO ALBUM LINK UPDATE

Tue, 13 Jun 2006 21:39:30 GMT

AHA!! I got it! Photobucket displays the photos in their original size, though I think it takes a bit longer for me to upload and resize (I think most will be too big). ...so I will use them instead. Here's the link for my San Francisco photos.

http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j5/persephone0/

I hope someone will tell me if they have problems with viewing the album for some reason but it should be ok.

I will update and notify when all images I intend to upload (85!!!!) are there... give me a few days. (Sigh) Dial-up is making me suicidal.

*has idea for a too-dark-and-twisted-for-TV idea for a Verizon DSL ad*.

Also, been meaning to organize some thoughts and questions about the AWESOME season finale of Lost , which brought up so many issues that my head is still spinning (so what's new?). That's coming too... My dream is that people will read my blog again! *lol*

I am still here!

Mon, 12 Jun 2006 10:31:22 GMT

Well, I am back and not dead from a terrifying 239,000-foot plummet to the earth below. Yay! Suffice to say, this was my first time flying.

My trip to San Francisco was awesome, only wish I'd had more time. I didn't get to do and see everything I had wanted to. Everything was soooo different from the New York area. People were friendlier and more laid-back, the streets were clean, old Victorian houses were common, the geography of course was full of high hills and cliffs (headlands); my mom even commented about how different the trees were. The Pacific Ocean was amazing, and it's corny (naturally as I am a corny romantic type) but I have to admit I fantasized about this watery passage into exotic lands- a big deal to someone who's never in her life been off the East Coast.

I think I overcame my famously extreme fear of heights, while hanging off promontories with sheer drops for the right shot, riding across winding mountain roads, and watching the wing of a 747 fly at hundreds of thousands of feet over the clouds of America, Google Earth style. More later.

I'm attempting (unsuccessfully so far) to upload most of my photos- originally I had taken 130- into a gallery online and that link will be coming soon.

So far, I think it will be http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/ariannahiggins/my_photos. Only 4 so far are there. And unfortunately they aren't as large as they are on my HP slideshow, which is a pity since some of these shots are absolutely awesome and better in more detail. But my HP online sharing program works like crap because I don't have much RAM on my computer.

If anyone has a problem with this link, please let me know.

Times articles

Mon, 15 May 2006 07:40:22 GMT

Here are some awesome new articles in the Times

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/05/11/world/americas/11colombia.html?_r=1&ex=1147665600&en=fa4b9b80768c5253&ei=5087%0A&oref=slogin

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/03/07/science/07evolve.html?ex=1147838400&en=3f942a11abbcfcb1&ei=5070

Lost

Thu, 11 May 2006 19:15:40 GMT

"The artist formerly known as Henry Gale."

*hahahahaha* That's why you gotta love Sawyer.

This show has been giving me a Wednesday heart attack the last couple episodes. I am still REALLY pissed about Ana Lucia though.

Hey check this out: I have to read or at least skim this book. So far the Lost writers have been choosing books to reference that have themes and titles common to what's going on in the show, but I 'm not sure yet that they *actually* could yield any clues until now. Here's a book actually written for the show. I wonder who the real author is...

Want to hear every possible wacked-put theory in the world about this show? They're all here.

Here is a great new article in USAToday about Lost with lots of fun links.

And yes, I am obsessed.

By the way, anyone watching Invasion?

Thu, 11 May 2006 05:29:59 GMT

Now that no one reads my page anymore, I would like to point the aforementioned No One reading to my user info where I finally have some real photos of myself courtesy of my new digital camera (woo hoo). Some are below as well. The camera is nothing special, but will do for my upcoming trip to San Francisco.

As for my vacation, I can't wait... I'm planning on the usual tourist traps, Fisherman's Wharf, Haight-Ashbury, Presidio, Palace of Fine Arts, DeYoung, the Aquarium; also- Sausalito, Muir Woods, Muir Beach, biking the Golden Gate, Berkeley campus, etc. etc. etc. I decided against the Napa/Sonoma Valleys...(ultimately seeming a bit overpriced)

PLease please please comment! *feels pathetic*

Wed, 29 Mar 2006 17:07:48 GMT

Coming April 4th, new Morrissey album. wooo hoooo!

Tue, 28 Mar 2006 21:42:29 GMT

Dawkins interview

If these polls are true, I have even more reasons to avoid people . I think this is the article that has been circulating on the internet for quite a while now.

cool article

Thu, 02 Mar 2006 22:19:28 GMT

It's snowwwwing and I feel SO cozy right about now.

Another amazing night of Lost. So for those obsessive fans who don't know, the first book Locke gave the prisoner was The Brothers Karamazov by Dostovesky, one of the greatest books ever written. The book's plot continues the 'missing father' motif of the TV show- the book's framework centers around the lives of four brothers (all very different from eachother) and the mysterious murder of their dissolute father. They then allude to Stephen King, whose narrative weirdness just perfectly fits the vibe of Lost. So the writers ARE influenced by Stephen King! I knew it.

And my Philadelphia trip was pretty awesome: omigod I forgot how much I love drinking beer. (Well, at least the concert part was awesome: my strong suspicion that NYC is indeed the best city on earth was strengthened by our lack of ability to find any really-late night joints to hang out at in Philly.) Torquil Campbell walked right by me before the show; I actually made eye contact with him! He was wearing glasses, and I'd heard he was short, but he really is!! I don't even care though since he is soooo beautiful especially in person. Stars are KILLER live. During the show, he mentioned that this new venue (the Starlight Ballroom) had a stage just built that day for them. What a strange and romantic night it was, sort of like a Cure song....

I was sooo pissed that I didn't have time to stop for film... I couldn't find a drug store..so no pictures...next time!

I Want A Scottish Man

Tue, 21 Feb 2006 04:33:36 GMT

I cut my hair, got a new job, and I'm going to Philadelphia on Thursday (I hope) to see this band and especially Smiths-loving, multitalented Shakespearian actor Torquil Campbell who looks particularly hot in the Reunion video. I'm so excited! "No Smiths, no Stars", he is reported to have said. Gotta love it.

Here is a link to a Stars article (there are plenty online).

Here is a site with awesome photos for a million indie rock bands.

Photo of Sons and Daughters (www.remotecontrolrecords.com.au) mentioned in previous post. Don't get me wrong, I love their intense and darkly soulful rock, but seriously, how luscious is this guy? Ahh, Scotland, how much you have given us.

Are the Stone Roses getting back together?

Toni Morrison, my favorite post-1960s novelist and one of the best ever, just turned 75. Wow, makes me reflect on her career. What is it about great artists, musicians and writers that you never think of them in terms of their age?

Here is an archaeology slideshow.

IndieGoth

Tue, 24 Jan 2006 07:24:33 GMT

I am entertaining the notion of being ex-goth and going indie. May be a good idea to escape the usual.

Except I am never, ever, ever, ever getting rid of my corset, crinoline skirts, or any footwear with 5 inch heels. I'll just have to wear them to the indie clubs.

This sounds like the perfect spot for me:

"So, we invite you show goers, thrift shop combers, Godardians, diarists, designers, expats, situationists, outlaw revelers, mix tape makers, Soulseekers, import single buyers, zinesters, deviants, café denizens, gourmands, protesters, daydreaming 9 to 5ers and all kindred dancers..."

Newly Discovered New Bands

Mon, 23 Jan 2006 12:23:08 GMT

The Organ

Stars

Sons and Daughters

Cat Power (wikipedia link)

And, of course, My Favorite

Let's Brainstorm

Sat, 21 Jan 2006 06:16:56 GMT

Today I discovered this 50s New York painter named Robert Rauschenberg. Hmm, I wonder if he was friends with Pollock. I also remembered that Rodin makes me cry.

My aesthetic wanderings bring me to also ponder the question, why, oh why are there so many more beautiful people to be found in 2 hours at the Met on a Friday afternoon than over entire nights and their following mornings spent in bars, clubs, diners, and the seductive, familiar streets of the East Village put together? *sigh*

I must have an answer. That place is like a catwalk. With paintings.

Yes, I am shallow. And open to all theories.

Random Thought For The Day

Thu, 05 Jan 2006 04:20:12 GMT

Does anyone else think it's a bit weird that Arafat died last year and now, perhaps, Sharon...? I may be paranoid but I haven't heard anyone else mentioning the suspiciousness of this on the internet yet...

I just watched this movie on PBS called "Yesterday" about the AIDS pandemic in Africa.. it was done really artistically and focuses on a woman named Yesterday who contracts it from her husband, and her daughter. *sniff*

Hotel Rwanda

Sat, 31 Dec 2005 05:17:08 GMT

So I finally got the courage to watch Hotel Rwanda. I was already crying while I was putting it in my VCR, knowing it was real. Wow, it really is Schindler's List for Rwanda. The best (and worst) part was the scene that took place on a that rainy day on April 11th (the day before my 18th birthday, as it happens, and if I'm not mistaken, the same week Kurt Cobain killed himself) where the little kids were being pried apart from the nuns and aid workers. Also, Joaquin Phoenix's (the awesome hardcore journalist guy) acting in that scene. And Nick Nolte, of course! Don Cheadle's performance of holding up under unimaginable burdens kicked ass. The acting was amazing all-around, even the extras were incredibly believable. Screw Million Dollar Baby! Hotel Rwanda totally should have won. I never even really wanted to see that stupid movie anyway, uh hi I know I'm a girl but I really, really want to be a boxer since it's my only shot at making it because I have a better shot at becoming a famous, rich woman boxer in the middle of nowhere, USA than at moving out of my trailer in hicksville into an actual city where there are more jobs and schools and opportunites and making it there. haha.

It is the corniest thing in the world to say, but I'm going to say it- it was extremely "inspiring"! another amazing scene I just thought of: where Phoenix' character sneaks out of the hotel grounds without an armored vehicle his boss insists on, and comes back with footage of machete killings. When his boss and Paul's(Cheadle's character, whose last name has too many syllables to remember offhand and I am currently too lazy to google)character watch it, the boss asks, "where did this happen?" And Phoenix' character goes, "a half a mile down the road". That chilled my bones. That part sets up the tenseness and insular safety within the hotel compared to the unnameable horror outside.

I also wondered about the general (Nolte's character)'s talk with Paul.. I never really thought the government inaction was due to race, but because of the remoteness of the area and its lack of connection with the industry of the West. People can argue, well, look at Katrina, too; but I feel if those people weren't poor and possibly had more "important" social ties, governmental response would have been much quicker (of course there's also FEMA, the spastic bastards).

Haha. Now I don't watch sports, but this is one fight I would have LOVED to have seen.

This is sickening; but a part of me wonders if this murderer is not the same random American guy frequently reported on the evening news to have killed his family and turned the gun on himself; whether the "trigger" is just different, based in a different social environment than ours. The most disgusting aspect is that he did not turn the gun then on himself, and did not kill his wife. That is, that it wasn't purely psychosis- there was some clarity and premeditation here. Even in his statements, it would seem that the murderer found some level some acceptability and logic for his actions. He seemed to be working off something, presumably the fear of many in his society of women rebelling in whatever small way against what those people feel are women's prescribed behaviors and roles.

Quote for the Day: "Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds." -Einstein

Happy Holidays

Mon, 26 Dec 2005 06:27:34 GMT

Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays everyone! I know I haven't been on here in forever, but here's my Christmas gift to whoever reads this entry...

LORELEI (unrevised)

“..There never was a world for her
Except the one she sang,
And singing, made.”
-Wallace Stevens

I live
In a still land,
A smooth surface of sea swells
On the edge of earth.

Is desire
This rising face?
Or sorrow, caught by
These emptied crags?

Hard tide,
Hard as wheels
And anchors are:
Scrim perfects scrim.

White,
Ignited, sirens
Extend their scales
As air consumes my quell.

Such seafarers
Know no diminishment
But fearless, further
An untread intent off black prow.

Pure Lorelei:
These hot hearts, unspirited
By sound, by hand, by
A stasis scathing hollow.

Erased by
Envy, I pirate their
Ease as mine; prove even leaner
In terror of eyeless quietude.

In dream I
Dare their pale lure
At which quickens
A verge of wrecking fury.

Sea-girt, I
Burn, blacken to havoc,
Become, become, become
Heeled in heft of hunger.

So late have
I left dead refuge;
That impossible edifice,
This dumb being in abeyance!

Atlantic that
Spited sleep
From which I was cast
Of yoke and yawning caul,

From siege
Of barrens, coiling and uncoiling;
Unraveling surrounding dirge.
My drums driving down stone.

Yet trying
To place rhythm in murder
I dock in awful fathom.
Finally unconfined

Can't I
Conjure, only long to spiral
In semblance of choral echoes,
These very incessances.

Shrieks here
Beckon, sheer cadences of air.
I've traveled terrible spectrum
Of barnacle and bone.

I am, I am
Shiftless eclipse, moving among
Dying moons and molt.
This ripe descent perishes soft,

Suffers
Change, releases silent finery.
I am victim to livening multitude,
Catching swarm of nautical substance.

God's
Made an ocean in me.
Such asylum is dark, far keep;
This ghost the cruellest lover.

Sat, 03 Dec 2005 06:29:11 GMT

Good news, I finally got some temp work. I am mentally breathing the longest sigh of relief ever. Woo hoo!

Also, I bleached my hair and dyed it light red; it's strawberry blond, which is a romantic-sounding phrase for orange. It was dark auburn for too long. Feels good to have a change. Things are getting better I think. I will know more on Monday.

http://abc.net.au/science/news/stories/s786146.htm
http://www.andaman.org/book/chapter53/pericu/pericu.htm
http://www.sciencenews.org/articles/20010407/fob1.asp
http://www.nationalgeographic.com/adventure/0508/excerpt1.html

I like Jorie Graham. Yes, that's right- I actually like a modern poet.

I also like this band, who recently broke up.

Haha! I HAVE to see this. Some Girls are Bigger than Others is at the Lyric Hammersmith, London W6 (08700 500511), on July 1-23, and will tour in the autumn; www.ghmp.co.uk

Just Some Links

Fri, 11 Nov 2005 17:39:54 GMT

Especially for spiderwebbeauty :

....one of the things that people were saying over and over again in that Slashdot article was to stop calling LiveJournal a blog site. To the snobby purists, LiveJournal isn't a blog site. Never mind that it has hundreds of thousands of people using it to blog. Since (in their opinion) it started out as a diary site, that's what it's going to be forever in their minds. And keeping a diary and reporting breathlessly on your daily life is seen as a pre-teenage girl's activity. And like all activities engaged in by more women than men, it is therefore by definition contemptible. stolen from bradhicks

Great science blog:

http://www.corante.com/loom/

Tears of Endless TV Sorrow

Thu, 10 Nov 2005 12:56:50 GMT

SHAAAAAANNNNNOOOOOONNNNN!!!

I can't bear the pain.

*weeps eternally*

Sun, 30 Oct 2005 11:15:42 GMT

Free Charles Li (American politial prisoner held in China)

SWF Seeking Lord Byron

Wed, 26 Oct 2005 10:06:48 GMT

Well, Rosa Parks died. It's an inspirational story to see how a single person, on their own, following a personal sense of justice, can change a society, and the course of history. Gives me, half a century later, hope.

The Gilmore Girls was intense tonight! Probably the best episode ever. I love when sweet little Rory tells her grandparents' minister/priest/whoever that "that (virginity) ship has already sailed. It's like in Tahiti now". Hahahaha. I can't wait to read the televisionwithoutpity recaps.

I am in love. (Again) When, oh when, will I find my Lord Byron, the tall, dark, handsome, Victorian, mad genius poet with a British accent? *sigh*

This is hilarious.

Just watching this documentary about these hippie-artist types living in Montana. I just looked and had this moment of amazement at this white, white landscape of snowy hills and three black horses running, like great shadows, their manes blowing in the wind, and this Native American poet was talking just then about how he was constantly full of words, and how he wrote about his people being "food gatherers" in times of health and wellbeing. Together, this was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. I remember only one other time when someone mentioned this feeling: this Chinese woman artist (whose name I've forgotten- she sculpted these women-birds in cages, which I thought was awesome) told an interviewer that art is actually more than a full-time job, because ideas sometimes interrupt your sleep. Until then I had thought it was just me.

All I really want is to travel as far as I can and see every beautiful forest, city, building, and mountain as I can and write poems inspired by them. I don't need anything else. I want to be a gatherer of beauty, in all its forms.

Sometimes I feel as if there is no place anymore in our society for the wise man or wise woman, the shaman, or the poet. There's no room left for those who don't fit into some hyper-productive role within the business world, and function effectively as an anonymous cog in the wheel of Industry. *pukes*

If I'm not a pseudo-intellectual, I am certainly a hippie. So if anyone has a problem with this, bite me.