December 2010
20 posts
The Soundtrack of 2010
I realize that my third annual music recap is later than previous years. Though last year I posted it in September, so that wasn’t exactly the end of the year. I cannot be held responsible for my inability to measure quantities; it’s a curse that I try to hide by dramatic exaggeration.
The soundtrack of 2010 brings back memories of trekking to the beat of genius mixes on my iphone across the...
Websites of 2010
I’m an internet nerd, a computer junkie, and an all around tech addict. Though this certainly does not make me an expert, I do love to share what I dig or what’s fun or useful. Here are some of my favorite 2010 web site finds.
Websites:
http://folkhive.wordpress.com
“Folk hive is a blog about the tunes.”
Ok, I’m biased here. This is my best pal since 4th grade;...
Facebook Archive: Heavy Rotation of '08
Originally Posted: November 20, 2008.
So, another year is ending {Whoa!} and I seem to always have music that I associate with each year … like the summer of 1996 & hanging with my big brother listening to The Fugees day in and day out … or 1999 when my mom bought me Ani Difranco’s “Living in Clip” Live albums for my birthday and I fell in love with Ani...
As if I needed another reason to love Ricky... →
“Why don’t you believe in God? I get that question all the time. I always try to give a sensitive, reasoned answer. This is usually awkward, time consuming and pointless. People who believe in God don’t need proof of his existence, and they certainly don’t want evidence to the contrary. They are happy with their belief. They even say things like “it’s true to me” and “it’s faith”. I still...
James Blake Covering “Limit to Your Love”
Um, so Feist is in my Top 5 favorite non-baby boomer artists. Aaaaand, this fella James Blake might have just made me love “Limit to Your Love” in a whole new way. This is seriously divine. DIVINE.
My cup runneth over
The last email I received, and posted, was not an entire surprise. I mean it was a surprise, but that student and I spent several hours together over the semester. However, last night this hit me like a ton of bricks. I would have never guessed this student enjoyed my course. I know her name, but I knew nothing about her. (Also, for those of you who know me, I did NOT tell stories about my...
Putting meaning in my life.
Some days I hate life. In the past year and a half, those days have out numbered the really great days. It isn’t like one of my old “episodes” but it sometimes feels like a slow, painful torture. PhDs are not for the weak, hence I’m barely surviving.
Every semester has been marked by some overarching challenge. The first semester I attempted to do clinical work while...