Grandpa

Ok, this is going to be a depressing post, but I felt the need to pay some tribute to my Grandpa for he was such an interesting part in my life.

Sadly I cannot afford a picture to my readers of him because any that I do have cannot currently get on the computer. But if you would picture him in your mind's eye...He was a tall man who steadily attained a rocking gait as he aged through my life. He walked well though for that was one of his main hobbies. He had pristine blue eyes that weren't bright, but the intelligence and concern were still evident in all of his looks. He always had his characteristic straw hat--always forgotten after a Sunday dinner--and broken-in blue sweatshirt. Humility became his trademark in my later years and he always strove to offend no one. His smile would have been perfect if not for what old age does to teeth.Being a hard worker to the end, evidenced by the sunspots on his head, and I will always have fond memories of him and our tulips. He was truly a paternal figure...of sorts.

He died today. I got the call from my mom some time after church. It's an interesting conflict of emotions. Odd enough I have only seen my mother go through the experience of her parents dying...and I still remember when my Grandma died. Hers was the only funeral I've gone to family-wise...so once again maybe I'll be able to develop some empathy for those who go through these things more often than myself.

Phobia's

In my school's newspaper--that I frequent because it has many sub-sections that amuse me; comics, sudoku, police 'reports', and the classifieds--they have a page dedicated to letters to the editor (surprise). I found myself perusing said section and found one about the ever famous 'One Seat Rule'. I'd give you a link to the article...but it's not online yet, so I will sum-up. It's written by a student who tells us of an imaginary person, People Phobia, who goes from class to class not sitting next to people but instead sits one or two seats away. The student also kindly rants about why sitting one seat away from someone is irrational. This is my testament of why angry people are stupid. I'm of a mind that when something like this annoys me in my classes to think it though as to why people do such things. Like, maybe People is 6 feet tall and needs some leg space, or People just thinks it's odd to cram right next to someone in a large auditorium when there are still available seats elsewhere, OR maybe People takes the effort to be on time to class to show the professor that said class time is valuable! I am sure the person who wrote this is very passionate about sitting right next to strangers, but I've yet to attain enough empathy for them to sit down and write a letter to the editor...hehe.


Well...if People Phobia doesn't like sitting next to someone then I offer some advice, don't go to concerts, LIKE I DID ON FRIDAY!!!

Ah, it was glorious! I went to see 'The Rocket Summer' live. Other bands attending were 'The Morning Glory', 'The Secret Handshake', and 'Phantom Planet'. It was in a little venue that was of the old-building type and I quite enjoyed the set-up. The concert itself was moving, smashing, crowd-surfing-ly, loud, euphoric, and full of jumping/shoving goodness. :D Capital experience if I do say so myself! Maybe I should write a letter about it... ;)

Quixotic

Don Quixote...the Lord of La Mancha...oh how much I admire that man. Ok, so actually I like him in the movie more than I admire him in the book (I'm trudging through the unabridged version right now and let me tell you...it's quite long-winded). But that's probably because it's an amazing adaptation about the life of a ficticious character. I don't ever recal recommending the movie over the book though, and I won't start now ;) It's still worth the read!

So it's been a bit since I've last written, but that's because my life is a little quixotic in and of itself at the moment. School started this past...two weeks ago...and I find it's been almost as time consuming as work. :D My math teacher issued me the challenge of cutting down my hours and if he had any intention of convincing me to do so, he wouldn't have challenged me. So now I'm watching my juggling act between the various aspects of life this week to see if I have the ability to keep up my routine or if I need to squash my pride and make some healthy adjustments. I need to go on a time diet :D Maybe I should see if that's a vocab word for my healthy living course. Tempting.

Satire

I awoke Monday morning-Memorial day as I liked to call it apparently (My sister in Peru even knew it was Labor day *sigh*)-to my loverly roommate making me breakfast. Maple Syrup included *sigh* It was glorious! Anyways, in attendance were old roomies, new ones, and her boyfriend. Can you guess what we were celebrating? Not Memorial day obviously...but her birthday! Happy Birthday again Lisa! Oh...and I'll be getting your present soon *evil laughter* But on Labor Day I finally found my definition of me! Or at least the best one yet. I was called 'most satirical person' ever met! So since I've always be vaguely aware that satire made fun of something I decided to look it up on dictionary.com! It's perfect! Exactly me! Well...maybe burlesque (definition #6) is more appropriate according to the synonymns XD So I thought I'd share my enthusiasm with my fellows as I thought it would interest them! American's are prone to like definitions as it is our quest to define everything ;)

So this post has another purpose and that's to share my Sunday doodles! I would have put these up yesterday...but I was kicked out of the computer lab for using the computer for 'non-academic' reasons... >:( riiiiiight....
Zebra+Horse: I was challenged by a friend to draw this. What? Do you think I don't have imagination enough for this? I even drew it in color for goodness sake! That's right...try me and I will amaze you with 8-legged horse zebras! :D JK, I'm not really offended, it was actually a great idea ;)
2 koalas: but it's been done before! I seem to put the most effort into chimera's that combine two animals of the same kin...who knew? That' a perty tough koala don'tcha think?
Duck+Hippo: This chimera gets a name. His name is Huck and I love him! My only disappointment is that I didn't have orange on my multi-colored pen! :( sad day. But I find the 'ugly' creatures are the ones I tend to like the most...

So I hope you enjoyed them *bows* til next week!