sprechen sie deutsch hier, baby!

rachel has given me an order: learn all the lyrics to "loser" by beck by the end of the semester. and then max suggested that i sing it at his concert next weekend. so i guess i'll be spending this week listening to "loser" on repeat in hopes that i don't embarrass myself miserably in front of an entire audience. you all should too. ya know, just for fun.

new slang

i'm so into the shins lately. join me.

and if you'd 'a took to me like
a gull takes to the wind.
well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
and i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
and the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.


a story by rascal

Oh right! Yeah so I'm yaggin' this guy, right? And he grabs my flounder and starts to rake on it and I'm just about ready to drawl at this point when this woman walks up to us and says "Where did you get these amazing fish?" and Johnny's all "get outta here kitty, these fishes ain't for pawin'" and we all kind of pink it, right? So meanwhile Pete over here is hecka slammed and is pulling at me to go and I got these flounders that I seriously need to bounce but the blow hole is clogged and I can't even see the water from here. Now this chick falls back and is tellin' me I got three seconds to answer her question before she jumps the gullet so I say "what question?" and she looks me dead in the eyes and with the tone of a lioness in heat she says, "Time's. Up."


“i hope to hell that when i do die somebody has the sense to just dump me in the river or something. anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetary. people coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on sunday, and all that crap. who wants flowers when you're dead? nobody.” - j.d. salinger

may he rest in flowerless peace.



by now, i'm sure everyone reading this is aware of the devastation that occurred in haiti last tuesday. the level 7.0 earthquake that hit just outide port-au-prince left an unimaginable amount of destruction in its wake -- death estimates are being placed as high as 200,000 people and the capital city and its surrounding areas are left completely decimated.

there are a number of ways to donate money to help the people of haiti. a staggering list of organizations providing disaster relief can be found here. another way to contribute (to the red cross, specifically) is by texting "haiti" to 90999. this will add a $10 fee onto your phone bill. at this point, monetary contributions are the most efficient way to help with haitian relief.

i made my donation late last week and, although i realize that money can help the people of haiti immensely, i still feel as though i can -- and should -- be doing more. i'm hoping to spend at least part of my spring break volunterring in haiti and wholeheartedly suggest that others consider doing the same. for now, though, i'm sending positive energy to the people of haiti. i hope that relief and peace come with time.


tiny ghosts

tiny ghosts, a site i stumbled upon earlier tonight and have become irrevocably obsessed with, was created by a man (who chooses to remain anonymous) who "became obsessed with the idea of constructing an entire story in just two sentences." he places these two sentences over two pictures, creating poignant, and sometimes heart-wrenching, works of art. he aptly describes the concept behind his "freeform self-expression" as:

"it's about being frightened of war and what you might turn into when you grow up if you aren't careful. it's about loss and longing and love and hope and being small and scared of a big world and not knowing your place in it and wanting to belong but always being on the outside and not being sure that god loves you but really hoping he does even though pretty much everyone else thinks you are a weirdo."

here are a few of my favorites. they'll need to be opened in a seperate window for the full effect.



i just finished reading a short book that i bought my mother for christmas titled, simply, believe. this book presents a number of statements that, if one embraces, will help the reader change his or her life. i found them to be incredibly inspirational and wanted to share them with all (two) of you that read my blog. i'll begin with the quotation provided at the beginning of the book:
"if somebody believes in you, and you believe in your dream, it can happen" - tiffany loren rowe

believe in fresh starts and new beginnings.

believe that opportunity is everywhere and all around you.

believe that the universe is friendly and life is on your side.

believe you are a once-in-all-history event.

believe you are here for a reason.

believe that nothing is too good to be true.

believe you must take your chance.

believe when others might not.

believe that passion persuades.

believe in doing great work.

believe that some boundaries are meant to be crossed.

believe there is always, always, always a way.

believe you are far bigger than anything that can happen to you.

believe that there's light at the end of the tunnel.

believe you might be that light for someone else.

believe that life is sacred.

believe that the little things aren't little.

believe you are blessed.

believe in the miracle of the second chance.

believe in giving back.

believe in love and everything it touches.

believe the best about others.

believe that friendship is an honor and privilege.

believe in taking a stand.

believe in doing the right thing because it's right.

believe you can make a difference.

believe that together we are better.

believe we can build a better world.

believe in today.

believe that the best is yet to be.

believe in yourself.


casimir pulaski day

golden rod and the 4-h stone
the things i brought you
when i found out you had cancer of the bone

your father cried on the telephone
and he drove his car to the navy yard
just to prove that he was sorry

in the morning through the window shade
when the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
i could see what you were reading

oh the glory that the lord has made
and the complications you could do without
when I kissed you on the mouth

tuesday night at the bible study
we lift our hands and pray over your body
but nothing ever happens

i remember at michael's house
in the living room when you kissed my neck
and I almost touched your blouse

in the morning at the top of the stairs
when your father found out what we did that night
and you told me you were scared

oh the glory when you ran outside
with your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
and you told me not to follow you

sunday night when i cleaned the house
i find the card where you wrote it out
with the pictures of your mother

on the floor at the great divide
with my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
i am crying in the bathroom

in the morning when you finally go
and the nurse runs in with her head hung low
and the cardinal hits the window

in the morning in the winter shade
on the first of march on the holiday
i thought i saw you breathing

oh the glory that the lord has made
and the complications when i see his face
in the morning in the window

oh the glory when he took our place
but he took my shoulders and he shook my face
and he takes and he takes and he takes

- casimir pulaski day -- sufjan stevens