September 8, 2008
A day in the life
This fall, I was supposed to be in medical school, and gave my heart and soul to the achievement of this goal. But God knows our needs, even when we don't. I'm not in school now, due to circumstances out of my control, and I am slowly being healed from several dark clouds that followed me through grad school. My healing is taking several forms. Living in the loveliest apartment in history with hardwood floors and endless light and a front porch and gardens in the back. See below.
I walk to a job I like, past quiet parks and old houses and indie rockers and artists walking their dogs. I sit on my porch with my brother reading books and eating mangos and yogurt before I meet friends for hummus and beer.
Listen to this lovely music: Ignore some of the dumb homemade music videos that I stole from youtube to give you the music.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oFWeQuCeT7Q&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5j3R2FMfniA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DrQRS40OKNE&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDlEXQaMBpk
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June 25, 2006
The Fountainhead
is the book to carry with you if you want to identify with Bostonians. Since beginning the book on Wednesday (at the Red Sox game), I have had strangers of all shapes and sizes commenting on my reading choice. One man shouted at me from across the stands at the RS game, and another, not much older than I, confessed to me on the T that he had personally read it 30 times. And so continues my treck across foundational literature.
On this last Red Sox Wednesday (and the longest day of the year), I also bought:
- Cry, The Beloved Country
- One Hundred Years of Solitude
- East of Eden
- The Chosen
What an outstanding summer lies before me.
p.s. does anyone else get that strange feeling in the back of your throat when you eat pancakes? As much as I enjoy pancakes initially, that unnerving sensation lingers, bringing with it feelings of guilt and nervousness about - something - I'm not sure what.
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November 15, 2005
Oda a la alcachofa
Greetings again, friends.
And then there were four... Tami has left us to scuba dive in Hawaii with her mum and family. Please keep speaking to our common Father about her (I enjoy the comfort of Brae's quiet Christian China language). Laura is back from Uncle Rudy's funeral and we are all inspired to wholly devote ourselves to God's work.
In other news, I have been trying to read all of the important literature to make up for being a biology major. I just finished Les Miserables and To Kill A Mockingbird. Phchew... (that's an Alex Neff noise). I've also invested in two poetry books, "The Poetry of Pablo Neruda" (1000 pages) and "Haiku" by Richard Wright. A few of my favorite haiku thus far:
Six cows are grazing;
The seventh stands near a fence,
Staring into space.
It is without taste,
Or am I a stranger here--?
These drops of spring dew.
In a misty rain
A butterfly is riding
The tail of a cow.
these are a few of my meager additions (modern because no seasonal word) inspired by my daily commute to work:
Indecisive beast
The revolving doors suck in
And quick, spit me out
Vulture commuters
Await the green subway train
To overrun it.
The elevator,
Workman with a hefty friend
Nitrogen tank
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