Wednesday, January 31, 2007

being for the benefit of...your mom?

i went to the dancer's company concert last weekend and was intrigued by the title of and credit to "costume construction." now, i'm familiar with "costume mistress," "costume seamstress," and just plain "costume," but this title implies the use of drills, wrenches, and nails, implements not normally utilized when designing and creating costumes. and the fact that there was also a credit to "costume" right next to this yellow-helmeted title was even more confusing. would there be wrecking balls, dry wall, a cherry picker, that one guy from the village people, what!?!
about half way through the concert, my desperate questions were answered. the dance entitled "winter" featured one dancer with a huge, white dress that was attached to the rafters above the stage. this could have been awkward...but it wasn't. bravo "costume constructioner!" your work turned out quite graceful and elegant. what will they think of next?!

...costume platoon, anyone?

Thursday, January 25, 2007

funniest internet moment of the week

this poor, poor, flailing creature.




oh man, that's good stuff.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

polluted streams of consciousness

i don't do mornings.

i don't do cold.

will it ever be warm again? will it ever not be 7:00 in the morning?

no, No, NOOOOO!


i like cheese. cheese likes most people. most people like me. so why does cheese not like me?


*itch* don'tscratchdon'tscratchdon'tscratch *itchitchitch*
stop it, scalp! i know you're dry and flaky. i know you hate utah in the winter. i know all of the moisture has been sucked out of you for the time being. but just stop! i will not scratch you, i refuse. bleeding from the scalp isn't on my to-do list today, so simmer!

*itchitch* ... *itc-
i can't take it anymore!!
there! are you happy now? it's not like i already had enough craptastic blankety-blank to deal with right now. and now you, you are your good friend eczema have added the icing of death to my already superfunfantastic life. yeah, thanks. i appreciate it. and don't you ever say that i wasn't grateful.


i don't do winter.


Tuesday, January 16, 2007

"i can't feel my legs...I HAVE NO LEGS!!"

sweaters, socks, gloves, hats, scarfs, thermals, blankets, etc: an arm

hot chocolate, hot cider, hot herbal tea, & hot meals: a leg

heating bill for this past weekend: my first born

staying as warm as humanly possible all weekend in the midst of ridiculously bitter & cold temperatures ranging from -3 to 15 degrees fahrenheit: priceless

Thursday, January 11, 2007

"all the world is birthday cake..."

" take a piece, but not too much."
on this, the beginning of my twenty-fifth year, i would like to celebrate...cake.
beautiful, lovely, delicious cake. and while the above cakes look quite irresistable and classy, i feel my life would best be represented in the following cake-form:
and considering that this morning, on my way to work, i attempted to run across a grassy sidewalk area in heels, which prompty got stuck in the soft ground, causing me to partially lose my shoes and then proceed to fall on my face, perhaps this would be more symbollic:
if there's anything i've learned in my twenty-four years, it is that birthdays are simply nature's way of telling us to eat more cake...and i'm okay with that.

Monday, January 08, 2007

thoughts from a native

last week, i received a certificate in the mail certifying my geekiness. i am now officially a member of the national geographic society! and they sent me a free world map. sweet! i feel my happiness on such an occasion will best be expressed by the following ugandan native...doesn't he look so happy! i have this picture (which i did find on on my desktop at work, and i can't help but smile everytime i look at it. there is so much rhythm in this picture, in this dancing tutsii pictured in the center. he kind of reminds me of the pretty chocolate box man. "i want to break free!" the elegant shape, balance, and structure of his body as captured in this moment conveys an inspiring form freedom and happiness to me, a specific harmonious expression i don't see or feel too often. one of connection to one's surroundings and a higher being, a complete fullness joy, and momentary perfection.

looking at this picture everyday, i feel my insatiable desire to go and work in africa break the surface again and again. i went through a period around the time i graduated last year when that's all i wanted to do. i contacted volunteer programs, went to peace corps meetings, anything that could allow me to go and volunteer in africa, doing, well...anything, really. ultimately, i would love to work with HIV/AIDS prevention and education programs, but wherever i was needed, whatever capacity i could offer, i would go in a heartbeat. once my life started taking some interesting and uncertain turns (and still is, frankly), it became painfully clear to me that the timing wasn't right. while i accepted this, i still await patiently for the right time to come around, if it ever does. and until then, i'll just dream. and dance.