February 2012
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I’m not sure why, but I’ve been pretty Hallmarky with my posts lately. I know I have an inclination towards it, but I make valiant attempts to steer clear of the sentimental/sappy/intentionally heart string tuggy stuff…it’s just been flowing out of me though.
Maybe in the absence of sugar from my diet, I’m making mawkish substitutes in my writing.
I will try to keep...
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Late night brain exploding conversation while...
Finn: What if notes are not called notes?
Me: Huh?
Finn: I mean what if that is not their real name?
Me: We needed to call them something...I guess the word Note is as good as anything.
Finn: It's the same for Trees. If trees could talk, they probably have a different name for themselves than what we call them.
Me: Ohhhh... so do mean if everything could talk and name itself, they'd probably have different names than the ones we give them?
Finn: Yeah...and a completely different language.
Me: For example, would all trees talk the same language or would each species have a different one?
Finn: Oh they would all talk the same language, but they would have a different language than birds.
Me: Of course.
Finn: I mean that could get complicated. Tree translating into Bird...Bird translating into Car...and so on.
Me: Very complicated. And do Notes have their own language too?
Finn: Yeah
Me: So if notes are made of paper and paper is made from Trees...how does that work exactly.
Finn: My brain hurts.
(Literally less than 5 minutes later he was passed out in the back seat.)
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mollysueschwarz asked: i swear every time i see your name i read it as disco ballad. and who doesn't love a good disco ballad. my personal favorite "how deep is your love" by the bee gees. what's yours?
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And now for some really heady esoteric shit
An IM conversation with my very good friend after she read post on Duality
Friend: I like that you talk about identity as multifaceted, not just dual. more gray than black-and-white
Me: holding multiple dualities...yes
Me: but on any single topic...often you are holding two things
Me: man/woman
Me: gay/straight
Me: conservative/liberal
Friend: I thought those were spectrums, not binaries.
Me: you hold opposite ends...and live somewhere in the middle
Friend: :)
Me: or rather..in between
Me: the middle sounds ...i dont know...on the fence
Friend: some people try for that (on the fence), to not commit to an identity or idea so they aren't wrong or offensive (which is just someone else tell you that you're wrong)
Me: i think being on the fence is fine for awhile...but hopefully you dont live there. It's not about committing to an identity, but allowing it to be fluid
Me: similar to our marriage convo the other night
Friend: Can identity be fluid? You're true to yourself (a form of commitment) however that changes over time.
Me: I don't think identity and morals are the same...I think how we define ourselves can change over time , but that we have a baseline ethos that drives it
Friend: where does it come from, if it's baseline?
Me: where does what come from? our ethical make up?
Friend: a baseline ethos
Me: i think each person defines that differently
Me: innate, childhood, spirituality..etc
Friend: and it's fixed?
Me: i dont think it's static
Me: it has faultlines
Friend: so...we have evolving identities that are driven by underlying structures of ethics that aren't quite static, but deep-rooted?
Me: perfect! :)
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Just to be clear...
First, thank you SO MUCH for all the kind responses to my duality post. I have mad love for my Tumblr peeps.
Second, just to be clear… This post was not so much defending myself against anon douches, but more of a philosophical treatise for myself. It’s been something that has been brewing for awhile and I finally had the impetus I was looking for.
Oh and I unblued (yeah I went...
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On personal duality
My “Blue” post the other day elicited a couple unsavory anon responses and was met mostly with a deafening silence from the usual habitual post likers. It’s interesting to think that what I thought would be potentially offensive in that post (using the word cunt) turned out not to be a non issue (as far as I know), but was rather my perceived (hell…perhaps it’s...
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Text chat with my sister while she is visiting our...
Me: How goes the visit with mom?
Her: It goes well. We are going to the Chicken Show today. :-)
Me: What is it with girls and cocks? Sheesh!
Her: We are always looking for a good one.
Me: And then always finding a bunch of cocks competing against one another for your attention
Her: Love a good cock fight!
Me: They really should sell sex toys at those things...that would be funnnnnyyyyyy!
Her: Yeah... I will place that idea in the suggestion box at fairgrounds
Gotta love growing up in a rural place. Farm/sex jokes just never get old.
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“Bacon makes every meal fuckable.”
– Me on a particularly vulgar day.
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WatchDo you too have a parent/relative that still sends you forward emails like it’s 1999 and AOL is still relevant? Yeah…that’s my dad.
Every once in a great while I do go into his folder (I’ve created rules in Gmail that automatically send his crap to its own folder/tag so that it doesn’t clog up my inbox) and check out what he’s sent. This last week he sent me...
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Vacation Ideas?
A plea for help here.
I’m thinking I want to run away with Finn for a week for his vacation at the end of the month. I need a little break. I’ve never done the “Vacation Package” thing before, but I want to go somewhere warm and fun …and relatively on the cheap. Seems like the way to go.
One of my biggest fears about going to a resort or on a cruise is that I...
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Eating Bananas
Finn in the back seat eating dessert on the way to swim practice.
Me: Sounds like you are eating bananas...lots of smacking going on back there.
Finn: Hmph
Me: Hey did i ever tell you the story about me teasing Aunt C for making "eating banana" sounds?
Finn: No
Me: When we were teens, we lived in a place with super thin walls. Aunt C had been dating this guy for a long time that we are still good friends with. I could always hear them kissing and making out. One day I yelled through the walls "Hey..are you guys eating bananas? You seem to have a lot of them. Can I have some bananas?" Then Aunt C yelled back, "Shut Up!"
Finn: Kissing sounds like eating bananas?
Me: They can get pretty slobbery
Finn: Ew...but that's funny...eating bananas...hehe.
Me: Yeah...I was an annoying little brother.
Finn: I know why I don't like bananas now.
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What makes for a successful Super Bowl party...
My big ass living room and couch.
A bunch of cool adults that could care less about football, but love the cultural phenomenon of it.
A lot of really good food (although a friend overdid it on the Nachos and under did it with the Kielbasa… I can always eat more Kielbasa).
3 kids under the age of 3 totally losing their shit right before half time and parents that somehow gracefully...
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