Garden of Daisies

Canadians on the Colbert Report

“Peace arch international park has been called america’s most landscaped border crossing. But it didn’t look so peaceful back in 1970 when six hundred angry Canadians protested the vietnam war by storming the border and defacing the arch.

Today the incident is remembered as one of history’s rare sightings of six hundred angry Canadians.”
–Stephen Colbert, The Colbert Report, July 12th, 2006

1 comment July 18th, 2006

Following the war

matthewgood.org is a pretty solid place to get very real human information about what’s going on in the middle east. He is posting letters and testimonies from people (most civilians) on either side. The posts and pictures are simultaneously touching and heartwrenching. I suggest looking into it. I also suggest being concious of the line between being aware enough to be passionate about what you can do to change the world and knowing so much that you feel completely helpless and defeated.

This picture of children may be across the line for me.

Add comment July 18th, 2006

an isight, and a new poem

primed and ready.
exactly where we needed to be:
i don’t think
we could have fallen
more in love.

Add comment July 15th, 2006

The contract between a student and a teacher

I feel like there is a contract implied between a student and her teacher. The teacher will do their best to communicate information to the students and to facilitate their learning, and the students will attend class and do their best to engage with the material the teacher is putting in front of them.

For this reason I often feel very guilty when I’m not on time for class, or when I don’t pay attention during lecture. But I resent when I know that my tardiness or boredom result from what I consider to be a breech of contract on the part of the lecturer…

When I am paying up to $500 for a class I feel like part of what I am paying for is an interesting, if not captivating lecturer–any less is a breech of contract. Considering I pay money for the text book above and beyond that which I pay for the course I feel like I should be exposed to material in lecture that I could not simply have gotten from the textbook at home by myself–not exposing me to such material is a breech of contract. Finally I feel as though I should not be treated like a highschool student. There should not be more than 5 minutes (tops!) dedicated to talking to me about preparing for tests or essay writing. To spend time on this is a breech of contract: You teach me the material–I’ll worry about the test.

I’ve had two really incredable professers who taught well and gave fair tests. Two. $500 a course. …ridiculous.

Add comment July 12th, 2006

A day of unnecessary brain gooey-ness

i was thinking today about finding a balance between worrying unnecessarily about events too far in the future to change, and planning ahead because you truly care.

i was thinking about how getting too wrapped up in worries distract you from what’s sitting right in front of you.

i was remembering how with just one guitar, one book, a tupperware container full of freezies, a pair of scissors and a patch of grass we could feel completely fullfilled and inspired and excited and i realized that sometimes i’m just downright silly.

i was thinking about how at work i soon learned, and discovered that most new parents were aware, that 9 times out of 10 if a baby is crying it is in some way related to sleep, and that 7 times out of 10 if it’s not about sleep it’s about food–and i was wondering why we (people who have gotten bigger than babies) think we’re any differant?

i was thinking how bizarre it is that angst can wrap itself around your body and then turn inward and weave inside until every inch of you can feel questioning and on edge and that sometimes this feeling isn’t even actively directed at anything.

4 comments July 6th, 2006

Omnipresence?

“How lucky are we?”
“God must like us.
“I thought you didn’t believe in God?”
“…I don’t…But he still has semantic value…”
“Despite his lack of existance?”
“Yep.”

2 comments July 2nd, 2006