the script had called for rain, but it was clear so we faked it.

chapel 2: that's right, tonight i attended my second chapel of the semester. i have many excuses as to why i've not gone to many, but they are all lame and most of them involve the word sleep or late or sick. but i'm slowly working up to the total i need, which is thankfully greatly reduced due to observations.

the chapel was off campus at mitchell's coffee house, which is usually a welcoming environment, but for someone who doesn't like to go to church by themselves, it's torture. but that was one of my resolutions: go to places you wouldn't normally go to alone, alone (which translates as just about everywhere). so i went, and i will probably never go back again. i usually like the alternative style chapels over the service in bush, but ugh, i felt out of my league. so i spent an hour not hearing a soft spoken woman that was being overpowered by the ice blender (impossible) "preach" a self-help sermon with lost words.


things that made my day great,

an exchange from a class today:

teacher: what makes your generation "special", a "joshua generation", the generation that will change the world?
student: because we have a black president.
teacher: obamarama.

2 conversations (over the phone) with people i love who live far away.

a text message sent on a friends phone:

text: hey! i miss you! chuck
re: i miss you too. i guess that makes me the piemaker.

free pancakes!

something that pained me:

what if "history makers", the church, your generation, decided to change their world at home (divorce in their own homes, bashing from their own mouths) before trying to "set the world straight"?

the good stuff:

downloaded a great gadget: the blogger gadget.

just thought I would try it out and post a nice picture.

dreams are for dreaming.

listening to : stay or leave\\dave matthews; first day of my life\\ brighteyes; slow dancing in a burning room\\ john mayer; blackbird\\ the beatles; fix you\\coldplay; cats in the cradle\\harry chapin.

reading: the metaphysical club:a story of ideas in America\\ louise menand; inside out\\kirby, liner

:night 3: finer things:
movie: doubt
amazing.
it was so moving (meryl streep is wonderful),
viola davis is great, i would like to see her have a lead role (she was good in nights of rodanthe, one of my favorite characters in the film);
philip. seymour. hoffman (need i say more).

book/play recommendations:
whit\\margaret edson
the tipping point: how little things can make a big difference\\malcom gladwell

i think it is my favorite amy adams movie, i could really relate to sister james; she is innocent, she doesn't want to think others are capable of the evils that others are quick to shove on them. when those evils do come up, she is quick to dismiss them, and yet easily swayed by others.

favorite quote:
whatever i have done, i have left in the healing hands of my confessor

on st. valentine's day, when i went to the farmer's market, i passed by this booth of self proclaimed "concious" clothing. i spoke with the woman how created the glorious hemp braids strewn with hand-blown glass beads, and skirts made from pillow cases, and crafty crocheted bags; she told me how she was competeing with gap, so she likes to help out the "underdog," and buy and created things from recycled objects (as she pointed to the nifty bottle cap earrings), and then she gave me her card. now i lost that card; i just dropped in it the bottom of my bag when she handed it to me. but i cleaned out my bag the other night, only to find it again. it has a great picture trees outside a car window with the side mirror reflecting the trees that were just passed, and a little bit of information about her "company," but what caught my attention was the back of the card; a quote reading: "somebody has to do something, and it is just incredibly pathetic that it has to be us." i couldn't help but laugh and think "who else would it be?" i immediately put it up on my board--where things that have made my day (a valentine's day card from my mom and dad, ticket stubs from films i watched with people i love, & notes from joy), or stressed me out (the list of poetry readings from last week, & the 2 papers due the end of next week), or perplexed/stretched me (that card, & a lectio divina reading from matthew).
i've heard a lot about it lately: "god's coming back soon, so screw the trees"; the mentality of irresponsibility. and every time, i fight the urge to say: this is our home, we should take care of it; that's our responsibility; if nothing else, we owe it to our planet, to ourselves.