A Soapbox: Fetal Personhood →
seena511: There have been a few stories the past couple of days about lawmakers trying to pass a “fetal personhood” bill in Virginia. Now if you know me personally or have read any of my past posts, you know that abortion rights are something that I’m pretty morally conflicted on. I believe that human… I’m proud to call this woman my sorority sister.
when my parents try to make me do chores when I...
What I said in my head, anyway. I’m not quite as brave as Dobby! whatshouldbetchescallme:
Vanilla Porter Ale….tastes lovely, smells terrible. Worth a try.
My dearest sisters! If you're a Delta Gamma,...
Need to get back on Tumblr with something resembling regularity. Book blog? Thoughts?
My State of Mind....
Ten Minutes Before LAST PAPER OF UNDERGRAD Was Due: ………….. Turning In Paper: ………….. Immediately After Turning In Paper: ………….. Now: : D
So, I haven’t posted on tumblr in ages. I blame my thesis, which - despite my best efforts and the persistent attacks of Cory Matthews and his orange video game gun (see the previous post if that last bit didn’t make sense) - continues to thrive. Oh well. Friday will see the end of it. Yay for thesis defenses! Anyways, I’m going to make up for my negligence, and big time,...
I know that it will all be over soon, that in five days I’ll be free. Still, a little part of me can’t help but shout this even as I type the document itself: f-64:
Historical Figures Win
What,” said he, “makes the difference between man and all the rest of the animal...– The History of Rasselas, Prince of Abissinia by Samuel Johnson
Homework = done. Time to follow this little kitty’s example and call it a night. f-64:
Teachers make too much money! →
Thanks to Laura Pearce for bringing this to my attention
More anthropological musings...
Today in my Anthropology of Development course, our discussions centered around passages from Encountering Development: The Making and Unmaking of the Third World by Arturo Escobar. It produced an excellent, albeit rather confused debate that time constraints ended before everyone had a chance to contribute their full two cents. So I’m posting some of my thoughts here; mostly out of my rather...
I can’t tell if this is really excellent photoshop or if someone actually subjected this poor kitten to the makeover from hell. If it’s the latter…poor, poor kitty. N.B. - Thanks to Inx Yukisho, we can now rest easy in the knowledge that this is, in fact, the product of photoshop.
Because I had to write this response for class...
Over the course of my time at DePauw, I’ve had to read Marx a couple of times. However, this was probably the first time that I was really able to engage comfortably with the material. Whereas beforehand I could only interpret the Manifesto as an irritating, raucous-raising revolutionary text, this time I read as a primarily humanitarian document. I don’t know why know why the...
”A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love...– Kurt Vonnegut
She loved the sea only for the sake of its storms, and the green only when it...– Gustav Flaubert, from Madame Bovary
Super Cat →
Proof that cats do, in fact, have the capacity to be loyal and adventurous pets.
Let it, however, not be spring, nor summer, nor autumn; but winter, in its...– Thomas de Quincey
I am Jack's Calvin and Hobbes
Mkahailashlihsilahhhhh….just click on the picture below and watch. Thank/blame Gretchen.
Why Did Peter Walsh Tremble?
This is an excerpt from one of the books I’m reading for my thesis…it’s kind of awesome. “Let me begin with a seemingly nonsensical question. When Peter Walsh, a protagonist of Virginia Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway, unexpectly visits Clarissa Dalloway “11 o’clock on the morning of the day she is giving a party,” and, “positively...
On a lighter note...
Because there is far too much negativity in this world, and my last post only seemed to highlight said negativity, here is something I find happy/adorable. This is Luna, one of the three raccoons that have been making a racket in our chimney for the past two weeks. We finally called a wildlife removal company, who baited some traps with doughnuts, and…voila. Raccoon problem solved....
Last night was rough. After eating dinner with her usual gusto, and prancing around the yard with more energy than most puppies—let alone twelve-year-old dogs with arthritis—possess, my family’s beloved Ginger suffered a stroke. Fortunately we were all at home, and my Dad found her just after it happened; we were able to move her to her bed and cover her with warm blankets. My...
The Cognitive Revolution -- →
It’s articles like this that get me excited about writing my thesis.