“What fun is it being cool if you can’t wear a sombrero.”
– Bill Watterson
I learned this week:
…that it is possible to earn an A in Geology.
Who knew? Not me.
Let’s see if I can do it again next semester. I am feeling so froggy about it that I have registered for Historical Geology.
Take that scary science.
…that having a home office does not guarantee peace and quiet. The night before my two most challenging finals, I retreated to my new sanctuary for a little study time. I’m not sure when it happened or even how it happened, but an hour in I looked up at the sound of an awful ruckus and realized my space had been invaded by two cats, a dog, and a kid. Really? I had more solitude in the living room.
…that dropping my dog off at the groomers (until two months ago, I’d only owned cats) was a little like leaving a toddler at daycare for the first time. There was lots of whining and crying and forlorn looks that said: “Why, mommy-lady? Why are you so cruel? I’m really sorry I ate your slipper. Really. I am. Don’t. Leave. Me.” Of course, as soon as I left the building, Kevin the groomer dude became Rocco’s new best friend and I was completely forgotten.
…that I still don’t get the allure of twitter. I used to have an account a couple years ago – for about a week. I didn’t understand the point, so I deleted it. This week I am trying my hand at it again. All of my writer friends are doing it. I feel left out.
29 tweets and 23 followers later.
Um…yeah. Still don’t get it.
I think it’s just beyond my capability. All those cryptic codes and hash tags. It makes no sense. Plus, it seems like an awful lot of work to maintain. I can’t even get myself together enough to blog regularly let alone come up with something witty and interesting to tweet several times a day – in less than 140 characters.
…that I am too old and snarky to spend 11 hours riding on a bus to and from Houston with a bunch of sugared-up middle schoolers without the benefit of coffee…or booze.
…that just when I thought human depravity had reached its peak, I am yet again proved wrong. I cannot begin to fathom the level of grief felt by the families of those killed in the Sandy Hook shooting. My heart aches for everyone involved.
I usually don’t like to delve too deep into political (or religious) ideologies on this blog. I find that in this digital age where every Tom, Dick, and Harry has an opinion, a keyboard, and the luxury of anonymity such discussions deteriorate into hate filled tirades not intended to find resolution, but rather to shock and offend.
Having said that, I would like to have my say:
I believe in the Constitution. I believe in the Supreme Court’s authority to interpret the intended spirit of the Second Amendment. I believe in an individual’s right to protect his/her person and property. I do not, however, believe civilians have a need for military grade assault weapons or magazines that hold dozens of rounds. I do not believe a ban on such weaponry would seriously impinge upon a citizen’s constitutional rights, and I think it’s passed time for rational dialogue on how we prevent the recurrence of such senselessness. Of course, then there is the issue of the perpetrators themselves – the ones who yielded these weapons. I do not have hard statistics, but I think a blind man could see that a good number of these shooters are plagued by some form of mental illness. This is a problem.
How do we fix this? I honestly do not have the answer to that question. What I do know is this: This will happen again unless we can set aside our egos and self-promoting ideologies and move toward a real solution through meaningful conversation and compromise.
…that I don’t have an awww moment of the week, so I will leave you with a photograph I took recently of the Day of the Dead bride and groom figurines I brought back from my last trip to Mexico. I bought them to commemorate the 15 years my husband and I had been married (at the time). We are now two weeks shy of our 17th anniversary. I just love these little guys. They make me smile.
4 thoughts on “Things I learned this week”
I didn’t really get Twitter either until I started just talking to other writers. I made some friends, made some more, and now I’m having real fun with it. I’m not trying to say anything all that important, and I only get into hashtags a bit. I think it’s what you want it to be, to a certain extent, much like blogging.
Twitter makes me jittery. Too much going on and I feel like it’s a constant uphill battle. Don’t like it.
Twitter baffles me too. My friend gave me an extended speech on how to use it, and I still don’t understand why people are so gaga over it. Apparently social networking demands a twitter presence, however, so I fear I will have to get over my twitterphobia eventually.
It took a while for me to get in a twitter groove. A lot if people get it so they can get stuff – news, entertainment, etc – that’s relevant or interesting to them. I mostly do that. I rarely tweet. Congrats on the A. Happy holidays!