little bits

I update from Sullivant Library.

Today I finished David Sedaris' Holidays On Ice, entertaining, and am almost finished with Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim. That said, I have not completed my school work at all, and am astronomically behind on my readings for British Literature. I chalk this up to subconsciously giving up the attempt to stay awake for seventeenth century lyric, oh, and anything else except for the comedic Sedaris. I've got a problem, evident by my accidental nap in the union today.

Sufjan Christmas cd... preorderable (word?) starting today. Also, his tolerance for things typically "scary" and "horrifying" to normal humans astounds me. I'm considering giving up fear. Who needs that thing.

The new Beck is good, and to my surprise, packaged with a sheet of unusual stickers. mewithoutYou is poetic and perhaps rivals psalters in their ability to move me. This makes sense, considering their mutual affinity for diesel converted engines to run on veggie oil and their friendship with eachother (I mean, doesn't that move you?). More accurately, their near barbaric adoration for the Creator moves me.

I have heard heaps from the Prince of peace this past week. It is an irreplaceable harmony I'm not interested in letting loose a single bit. To be reminded that I am never, ever, alone fills me with wonder.

[I read something on Xanga that made me feel sad, and drift from whose opinion I care about (savior!) so I deleted my Xanga and got rid of it all. Sorry if that's inconvenient for you, it is totally not personal, it is simply a direct result of myself being too wrapped up emotionally in the cryptic minds of others- a place not intended for my presence. Thanks guys!]

goodness

dave, nancy

elmo

nancy and i can put in the backseat by ourselves

nancy is moving to detroit

richard, or rather, charlie brown

singing to jesus, also simon & co

nancy at moler & nadine invisible in the dark night sleeping

nancy & teri

There he is.

Mmm had a run in with the Columbus police for trespassing to feed remaining homeless on Neil Ave... Richard had gotten word that a few were still left but we went and didn't find anyone.


(Photo: Jef Vidmar, The Other Paper)
Of Bubba Choo [Babarchu Spriggs]

[edit] Happy Bubba Choo is available for all to see...but the article is messy and off.

Ms. Spektor and World Literature

This past Friday night I ventured to Detroit, Michigan with one Stephen Duraney to see Regina Spektor perform at St. Andrews. The trip there was full of beautiful church sightings everywhere (especially near Toledo) and that provided for some entertainment. Once we arrived in the infamous city, we parked (and by parked I mean got ripped off by a native Detroit-ian) and took photos of the place. It was beautiful. Originally, Jackie was going to come as well, but she had things to tend to. She missed out. Anyway, this post is dedicated to Jackie due to the lack of her presence. (But, might I note, dear Jackie ran the Columbus half-marathon on Sunday! Congratulations Jackie!)







The tech guy gave me the set list afterward. I just want to tell you about Regina, because it was so interesting. She sings these expressive and poetic lyrics that are entirely suggestive that she has a very extroverted personality. I was expecting, I think, someone so different than how she conducted herself. While playing music and singing, performing her craft, she was loud and creative. Once each song was over, almost as if she forgot the audience was there, she was incredibly shy and giggly. Her smile was genuine like she couldn't believe the audience loved her art and it was astounding.

It was just so interesting is all. I never would have guessed.

Please look in the Other paper this Thursday for an article on Bubba-choo and homeless people in general. I don't know if it features the Neil Ave. camp or what, but I saw him for the last time this past Saturday and he told me he would be in it. I think I'm going to look for it on other days this week it case it runs earlier than he thought. He is precious and when I get it I'm going to laminate it like I am a mom and my kid made some cool construction paper creation for the first time. The Neil Ave stop is no longer inhabiting that land legally, as of today. Their homes will be replaced by a parking garage.

Today I had an appointment with my advisor to discuss scheduling and various other class issues. It is always a joy to visit him because I leave feeling so much better about education in general. He is perfect for his job. Upon checking in, I needed to wait in line. Because of the wait, I took a look at some nearby brochures and papers. A crumpled orange sheet caught my eye, it announced the new major "World Literature" and gave some details. I was immediately intrigued and adopted the sheet as my own. After addressing some originally planned topics of conversation with said amazing advisor, I pulled out the sheet and inquired as to what exactly it was. He explained it a little more and there was short discussion, promptly followed by me changing my major to this mysteriously new area of study. My advisor says that the feeling I got when I saw the sheet and changed my major five-minutes later is "how majors are born." We'll see? I'm only rank 2, this is not a total atmospheric shift. It was exciting though.

That's really all.

Train De Vie!

I really love that my creator shows me super frequently that I have not been flicked into my present circumstances only in order to get an A in English. Sounds silly, but in the midst of things it's never easy.

Do note the following overview of the past week:
1) Savior Jesus
2) Received chocolate chip cookies and coffee from Heather the psalter
3) Ran three Uptown blocks during flash flood-esque rain and tornados.
4) Hayride with Kim and nice boy who made up chants and hand claps with me.
5) Donuts with Kim and Andy at 1am.
6) Gary, Jim, Nadine, Gordon, Elmo, Bubba-choo, Little Wolf, Emma, Spencer, etc.
7) Plans of future service with amazing girls


I get to see Regina Spektor this Friday in Detroit. I wish I was as faithful attending shows as my blog makes it appear.

psalters

Tomorrow I'm trekking up to Mansfield to see psalters (http://www.psalters.com). It will be raw and beautiful. Jackie and Billy are coming with. It's mostly all I can think about.

Today I had lunch with Emily, Josh, Andrew, and Alan. Alan and I explored/adventured around campus and I got to see MORE new things! The business library's stacks move electronically and do not crush people, but certainly give you access to a multitude of books you may never be interested in. Even if you aren't, feel free to push the buttons. Also, ALWAYS go into the architecture building when given the opportunity. Always.

Psalters. Irresistible Revolution.

Yum.