"Amelia, my guitar is right by the couch. Please get it for me."
"Amelia. My guitar. Please."
"Amelia, you are going to be six months old soon. You must learn to be a help around the house. Now go get my guitar please. I am asking nicely and it is not very hard to do."
"Meli. What would your parents say? :\ I will not tell them because it would break their hearts to find out their little girl is acting lazy. They want you to be an industrious contributor to society! Your mama is the financialest financialer of all Domino's Headquarters! Your daddy is curing cancer in a lab with his swanky phD! Your brother is a musical genius! You must catch up quickly. Now go get my guitar. Please. It would be a good step toward your Nobel. Or your Pulitzer. My guitar."
"Oh Meli. You sad little thing. You sad, sad little girl. Here, it's okay. I will buy you a book on how to be a good baby. You can read it tonight. I expect tomorrow you will be better. I believe in you. You are a good baby in training. We will work on your laziness."
Sela = me.
[04:03AM] Sela: the spelling of the word 'guitar' makes no sense
[04:03AM] Sela: what is that u doing in there?
[04:03AM] Sela: like an interloper in the night
[04:04AM] Sela: it serves no purpose
[04:05AM] Sela: apparently it is the fault of Spain!
[04:06AM] Sela: it is from the Greek 'kithara' and also the Persian 'sihtar' and later the 14th century English 'giterne.'
[04:06AM] Sela: and then the Spanish had to fuck it up with 'guittarra'
[04:06AM] Sela: and there we have it
[04:06AM] Sela: from the Arabic 'qitar,' from the Greek 'kithara'
[04:07AM] Sela: that is where the spanish word came
[04:07AM] Sela: this is highly unreasonable
[04:07AM] Sela: they just DECIDED to put a u in there?
[04:07AM] Sela: they DECIDED it would be a good idea?
[04:07AM] Sela: it was not a good idea
[04:07AM] Sela: i protest
[04:07AM] Sela: i file a complaint
[04:08AM] Sela: it is stupid
[04:08AM] Sela: their rash and unreasonable decisions have CONSEQUENCES
[04:08AM] Sela: which we feel even today!
[04:08AM] Sela: even today!!
[04:08AM] Sela: this very day!!!
[04:14AM] Sela: it is not to be borne :(
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Just got my final exam back. Half the points were for the essay and I got full points! 96% overall. A- course grade. Thought I'd share the essay:
Discuss the causes, path and consequences of the Crusades.
The Crusades began in a time when the Byzantine Empire had weakened substantially from its glory days. This possibly happened in the reign of a guy named Stephen but don't quote me on it. Around Europe, we had lots of nobles with their own armies and soldiers whom they led. At the same time, the Catholic Church was fairly powerful; much more powerful than the Byzantine Empire. So the Emperor asks for money from the Pope to aid the Byzantines in their fight against the invading Turks. The Pope goes all gaga. (One assumes he might have had less than noble intentions toward the Byzantine Empire and might have been serving his own causes primarily, but then again, maybe he did it all out of the goodness of his heart.)
So the Pope gives an important speech to tons of people about how the Holy Land was at risk and they must take it back (through BLOOD and DESTRUCTION and PIETY). A bunch of eager beavers run off to the east and get smacked by the Muslims. But the next year, they come back in force and with slightly more organization (though not much) and freak the Byzantine Emperor out by this huge response which was not quite what he intended.
The Crusaders slaughter a ton of Muslims and, in their great and virtuous way, take Jerusalem. This was pretty much a matter of luck because the Muslims outnumbered them and the Crusaders weren't aided by the Byzantines, who were starting to think this wasn't cool at all. The Muslims were fighting amongst themselves, so they were hella distracted and as a result, they lost the Holy Land to the Crusaders, who basically believed they won against such odds because God was on their side. The third wave of Crusaders came to defend their pimptastic hold over Jerusalem and they split the area into four territories. And that was the First Crusade.
The Second Crusade might have been less awesome in the eyes of God because they lost the Holy Land. Whoops. The Muslims banded together after struggling a ton to settle disputes amongst themselves, like the Sunni/Shiite issue which I'm sure they didn't just resolve temporarily and I bet it went away and the Sunnis and Shiites lived in peace forevermore. Anyway, the Muslims take the land back. HOWEVER it's not 'till later (1180-ish?) that Saladin retakes Jerusalem. This prompts the Third Crusade. Richard the Lionhearted, basically remembered as awesome, slaughters a gazillion Arabs in Acre. The English loved him. The Muslims, less so. However, despite his reputedly noble actions and that of his fellows, for some reason God still wasn't down with it and the Muslims retained control of the Holy Land.
The Fourth Crusade is fairly lame, in that it never reaches the Holy Land at all, but it does fight a few battles in other places and Christians slaughter Jews like they were targets in a video game. So all in all, they consider it ok-ish and in the end, they totally got Spain back in their control and people all around the Baltic converted to Christianity, I'm sure by their own volition, so even though the Crusaders never took Jerusalem et al. permanently, it wasn't a total letdown.
Anti-semitism got a kickstart, which is sorta a bad thing even today but at the time a lot of Christians were pretty cool with it. The Byzantine Empire never quite got its mojo back and Constantinople eventually fell to the Ottoman Turks in the 15th century. The Muslims were in a strong position by the end of the Crusades, but they still thought that maybe it (i.e. the Crusades) wasn't quite a wonderful time. Arab Christians were pretty put off by the bloodbath the Christians brought against the Muslims, who always treated the Arab Christians pretty well, so a bunch of them converted to Islam.
In the end, Europe was not victorious over taking the Holy Land, but they still had some fine adventures of murder, rape and pillaging. A ton of luxuries were imported from the east and nobles were happy about that. They could look at their mementos from the glorious days and think very well of themselves indeed.
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Wasn't bothering with this before the finals cause it's all so willy-nilly with too many people. Yay for the finals though! Or perhaps I should reconsider that statement cause damn
. This season.
Favorites before show: Siobhan, Crystal, Casey, Tim's abs
(which are better than most of the contestants' voices, certainly including Tim's).( What are these people doing on my television?Collapse )
I VOTED FOR: CASEY, SIOBHAN, LEE & CRYSTAL.
What are the top romances you've read, ever, in all time, in the entire world? Historical, contemporary, paranormal etc. I'm talking romance genre specifically; not just books with romantic tones. The main conflict is the relationship between the hero & heroine and they have a happy ending.
What do you love and, hopefully, why do you love it?
Love is Not All
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
And rise and sink and rise and sink again;
Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want past resolution's power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It well may be. I do not think I would.
To those I love: you make everything better.
Except without most of the whores.
And I Lounged and Lay on Their Beds
by Constantine P. Cafavy
Translated by Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard
When I went to that house of pleasure
I didn’t stay in the front rooms where they celebrate,
with some decorum, the accepted modes of love.
I went into the secret rooms
and lounged and lay on their beds.
I went into the secret rooms
considered shameful even to name.
But not shameful to me—because if they were,
what kind of poet, what kind of artist would I be?
I’d rather be an ascetic. That would be more in keeping,
much more in keeping with my poetry,
than for me to find pleasure in the commonplace rooms.
Mary Travers of Peter, Paul and Mary was one of my favorite performers.
Because of the wonders of last.fm tracking, I know her group is my fourth most played overall, only below The Smiths, Yann Tiersen and Belle & Sebastian. I love
Peter, Paul & Mary. Their music captures whimsy and love and cynicism and the passion that comes with true performers who sing with their entire being. When you put on a Peter, Paul & Mary track, you're brought back to a world where peace and equality are self-evident and, while the melodies are breezy enough to make you feel care-free, you never stop thinking.
At first I identified with her because her vocal range was similar to my own; we're both mezzo sopranos who tend toward the lower octaves. Everything she sang, I felt comfortable singing. She was one of my singing models. That's how I got to know and love her as an artist.
But if you've been a fan of Peter, Paul & Mary for a decade or two or however long, you start noticing that no matter her age, no matter the song, Mary always sang with her entire heart. She meant every word, every time, which would be phenomenally difficult to do when you've been singing some of these songs for over forty years straight. You could tell from her performance that she cared, that she loved, that she wanted to reach out to you with her voice. She reached me.
I was incredibly saddened to hear yesterday of her death two days ago. She will always hold an integral spot in my musical collection.
I tried to find a video of their performing Blowin' in the Wind
for Martin Luther King, Jr. in the 1963 peace march in Washington (where he gave his 'I Have a Dream' speech), but that video was no longer online (and if anyone knows an online location, let me know).
So instead, here's If I Had a Hammer
--very classic PP&M--and then 500 Miles
, a slower song and one of my favorites from them.
Thank you, Mary Travers.