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Love that Bob. :)— December 15, 2009 9:51 a.m.
"Jesus is the ONLY reason for the season" Billboard
"I think it would be fantastic to read advertising - anything except Happy Holidays simply because the stores don't want to offend - with many different greetings from various religions and beliefs, sort of scattered randomly. In other words, rather than to embrace a bland expression meant only to not offend, why not embrace all of the meanings as they pertain to different ways of celebrating? It seems, to me anyway, a more honest and potentially enlightening way of doing things." Yup. I like it. "Happy Holidays" seems to me to be reflective of the old "melting pot" idea, in which everybody denies their individuality in order to fit some clonish idea of what it means to be "American." Basically, it's akin to the same type of assimilation process that was forced on Native Americans. The suggestion above, however, reflects the "salad bowl" metaphor, in which each ingredient retains its individual character. Interesting, educational, respectful and empowering. That said, I still DON'T like the materialistic, consumer-driven BS that "Christmas" has become in the U.S.— December 15, 2009 9:41 a.m.
Particularly Rambunctious
"I think that you hit it, AG, with the idea that the world becomes the practitioner of parkour's literal playground, but there is also this idea of refusing obstacles, and of becoming intimate with architecture in a way that seems to bespeak concepts of quantum physics. With the latter, I'm not entirely sure what I mean, but am thinking that the parkourist (?) or freerunner challenges the idea of displacement of one's physicality in relation to objects around him, and can create/trace paths that don't seem to exist for the rest of us. There is also the idea of allowing problems and solutions to set up intuitively and fluidly, as the freerunner negotiates each obstacle as an aesthetic problem or puzzle, each with its own set of possible moves. Clearly, that idea about physics needs some more development ;)" It puts me in mind of the whole Ninja concept of immediate analysis of what is at your disposal, of using what is in your environment. The quantum physics angle -- which goes along nicely with that -- could be expanded indefinitely. I mean, the subject matter guarantees it. :) This: "...challenges the idea of displacement of one's physicality in relation to objects around him..." is exactly it, because in reality (according to QP) there IS no boundary. Throw Schrodinger's cat into the mix and employ a little solipsism, and things get REALLY start to get interesting. :) "...and can create/trace paths that don't seem to exist for the rest of us." Well, my second impression is I 'think' you're referring to the physical path the Freerunner takes, here, and that's true. But... The way I read the statement at first was still in terms of the lack of boundary between the runner and the objects he negotiates, which put my brain in a hizzyloop for a moment. And even after 2 cups of coffee this morning, I'm not sure I can satisfactorily articulate what took place during my first impression. It had to do with the notion of the type of individually unique "path" that is forged by transcendentalists, who (IMO) are both accurate and deluded in terms of their weltenschauung. And THAT is quite the can of existential worms, because (IMO) it's one of those pesky little truths that is both real and unreal. Or realities that is both true and untrue. Take your pick. :) Anyway... What a great metaphor for life Freerunning/Parkour is. Perfect, really. Sports have often been used in this way for storytelling purposes, but I think this may be the most perfect example we could cite. This is beginning to sound like a terrific original screenplay, actually...— December 15, 2009 9:20 a.m.
Esther
"Rebecca had a big white 50s era convertible with those shark fins, the top of which I'd never seen up. She'd drive under Rachelle's window, and we'd scoot from the roof down to the eaves, where we could safely jump into the back of the car. Suddenly, at midnight, we would be speeding away to a destination full of pot, beers, acid, and solemn boys with mohawks and eyeliner, and more holes than jeans." This is so great, SD. You should blog this stuff. I'm not sure which I'm more envious of -- the car (which sounds like the GREATEST CAR EVER) or the debauchery you minxes got up to. ;) "Did I shave my muff for this?" Indeed. Many a woman has asked herself this very same question after a few fleeting seconds of not much at all. It's the modern version of the Riddle of the Sphinx. http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/09_02/2Puss…— December 15, 2009 8:40 a.m.
Anatomy Of A Blown Fuse
"This often brings surprises, leading to a blown fuse not unlike that of the breaker, and there is a lesson to be learned in all of this somewhere, but I’ll be damned if I can come to terms with it." A great analogy, punctuated with an observation that sounds a lot like the non-denoumental shrug of a Coen brothers film. Love it. :) Congrats on your impending grandpaternity.— December 15, 2009 8:24 a.m.
Bah humbug!!!
LOL. Well, apparently they're just not serving bears in ass chaps at your house. As for being "not found," he's kinda hard to miss. Sounds like your server can't find its ass with both hands. :)— December 13, 2009 9:26 p.m.
no excuses
Auntie G!!!!...i'm back!!! Woo-HOOOOOO!!! :)— December 13, 2009 9:17 p.m.
Bah humbug!!!
Oh, it's definitely not acceptable. :) Don't know why you can't see it, though. http://shelleyness.shelleyandmatt.com/archived/ch… Just a Bear, shufflin' through. In ass chaps. :)— December 13, 2009 9:15 p.m.
Bah humbug!!!
Grant, how did you know about Pete's ass chaps? http://shelleyness.shelleyandmatt.com/archived/ch… And THIS time of the year? He gets all decked out for the holidays. http://sidesalad.net/archives/SantaBallsAndChapsJ… :)— December 13, 2009 8:45 p.m.
Esther
"I prefer to live my life unexamined. And it is still worth living." Grant, you are fast becoming our resident Queen of T-shirt Wisdom. :) Speaking of t-shirts, I got mine from Cindy's site. In fact, it's this one: http://mlnp.spreadshirt.com/mlnp-way-sex-is-women… Unfortunately, when I wore it with a jacket, I noticed that it somehow ended up with only the word "sex" peeking out. (Which would probably explain all the hopeful smiling and overly enthusiastic friendliness I encountered that day.) :/— December 13, 2009 8:28 p.m.