Saturday, September 27, 2008

What is the purpose of a prayer box on your door?

So we're kinda sorta encouraged to decorate the door to our rooms.

I haven't done it, but the most common decoration is a dry erase board.

This year, two girls have more hot guys than door. (Including Johnny Depp.) There are so many pictures people stop and stare. And they're right by the stairs, so you have to walk around the people...

And then a girl put up a piece of paper with a quote from the Bible - Luke, Chapter 11 verses 11-13, which says, "If a son shall ask bread of any of you that is a father, will he give him a stone? or if he ask a fish, will he for a fish give him a serpent? Or if he shall ask an egg, will he offer him a scorpion? If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children: how much more shall your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to them that ask him?"

Underneath this is a prayer box. Apparently, because God will give us good things, we should leave a prayer in this box.

But then my suitemates put one up (we share a bathroom). With a dry erase board and pad of paper on the door. I was well, whatever about it.

Until they wrote "Please leave your name along with your prayer. Thank you & God Bless."

When I saw that, I wrote "Why?" on the dry erase board. (Anonymously, of course.) This was soon erased by somebody offering to help with hair.

I don't get this. Why have a prayer box on your door? Are you going to read these? I thought prayer was a private thing. What will they do with the prayers? I'm really confused by this.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

No matter how low my mood gets,

I can still find a way to laugh.





Or drool:



His abs are almost painful to look at. Can you believe the man is 42? And married? And has been since '91? Damn the luck.


You think my science prof would accept a "SRK IS HOT" for all my answers tomorrow? Or perhaps a "why is the rum gone?"

I never hated science until college. So this semester it's a friggin HONORS class. Stupid, right, if I hate it? I figured the class would be smaller and I'd get more one-on-one time with the teacher if I needed it. Well, that's kinda true. The professor is so much nicer and easier to approach than the one I had this spring! But the Honors course? A section of the class. 15-16 of us, I forget. Our big Honors assignment, what makes this Honors? A 5 page paper due in November. It needs to be you know, decent, but the main thing is writing it. At least I get to write about Iceland, which is always good.

Other classes? I love English. We've got a journal assignment due every day (we meet 3 times a week) and so far I'm doing great, I got a smiley face and a lol on my last one. When my brain feels bashed and tossed around by igneous rocks, I can just pull those out and feel better.

Or watch this:

Friday, September 19, 2008

A brilliant statement from the local news

Okay, today I saw three news vehicles on campus around 1:45 by the Panhellenic Building.

I don't know about anything important going on there today, and when I checked the three channels' websites, there was nothing there.

So after Jeopardy, I decided to keep it on channel 3 (CBS) to see why they're on my campus. (The last time was when Taylor Bradford was shot. So I'm leery. Plus, local news is incredibly stupid.

Watching the last 30 minutes has only increased my disdain.

First, I saw a teaser for high heels for babies. Babies who crawl!

Did you know we have a pumpkin shortage? Apparently, the bees who were supposed to pollinate the pumpkins were scared off by the thunder.

Another pumpkin story followed, about a pumpkin carving contest in Washington. The anchoridiot said this: "It looks like a scene from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, only the victims are pumpkins and it's not in Texas."

No.

Really.

And I still don't know why they were on my campus!


ETA: One of the teasers just now said we didn't know how distracting texting and driving was. After the bit about David Blaine, so they segued from his dangerous stunt to the danger of texting and driving. Do they get paid to state the obvious?

Oh. There's a study out about the dangers of texting and driving. Apparently it's a bad idea. Who knew?

Is this why they were on campus? To talk to young drivers? If that's the case, I don't think three would be out here.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

The Virgin Suicides

I don't remember where I saw the title recently, or why I decided to read it for the first time.

It is a fantastic book, and the movie is equally amazing.

I can't say why it's good, I wish it sucked, so I could rant about that.

Despite their awesomeness, I don't think I'll be reading or watching it more than once a year or so. It definitely changes your mood, and when you're on edge and having some mood swings, well, I wasn't suicidal, but it didn't make me feel chipper.

I do have one minor quibble with the movie, and maybe this will spoil it, but I don't think so.

When the boys come over to the house to see the girls, in the book, Lux is sitting in a beanbag chair, all folded into herself and low to the ground. And all they could see was the lit end of her cigarette. Also, they went into the house. In the movie, she was smoking, but sitting on the couch, not facing them. She opened the door and let them in.

The visual of her in the beanbag is so striking, I wish it had been in the movie.

Other than that, it rocks.

I also watched Bollywood/Hollywood this weekend, and it was pretty decent. I liked 2 of the songs enough to download them, and the rest were good.

However, I watched the "Described Version" of the movie. (I checked out both movies from the library. I could only have them for 3 days and they cost $2 each. But I didn't have to sign up for anything new.)

There was braille on the top of the cover, over the name of the movie. I thought, "Cool, they're helping the blind." And the repetition of "described version" seemed weird. Don't all DVD cases describe the movie?

Also, it was a Canadian film, so I knew it would be weird.

The "described version" of a film is the version for the blind. There is a narrator, describing every action. "He dies," the voice says, as the man dies. For the whole movie. They described the dance moves. Very surreal. And read the credits, but not all, as it said on the back of the case.

I almost didn't watch it, but it wasn't as intrusive or weird as large print is to me. Plus, I didn't want to buy the movie, I just wanted to watch it.

Definitely a surreal experience.

Monday, September 01, 2008

An amazing cover of a Bollywood song.

Falak Tak is a song from the movie Tashan. Tashan gave us Dil Dance Marre, a good, fast, addictive song. That's the one I came across first, before deciding to look up the rest of Tashan's soundtrack.

I heard the cover before I heard the original.

The cover continues to blow me away, so here it is - Falak Tak, as sung by Shromona Mukherjee:



In the info on the page, she says it doesn't sound right without a male voice. I disagree. It sounds fine - the clarity and beauty of her voice amaze me every time I hear it, and I only wish I could download it and play it alongside the original.