since when do nobel peace prizes get handed out for doing...nothing? of course, obama was 'surprised and deeply humbled' when he received the prize because...he didn't earn it. according to the peace prize committee,obama won the prize for his 'extraordinary efforts to strengthen international diplomacy and cooperation between peoples.' first of all, anything he does or says will appear to be extraordinary when compared to everything and anything that was done or said by bush. and second of all, talk doesn't equal action. this whole little episode is both hilariously pathetic and quite a disappointment.
10.09.2009
10.08.2009
.notes to self.
i'm writing my first essay of the year and as i flip through my notes to get my ideas rolling i am finding an array of random thoughts written in the margins of my notebook. here is a selection:
-the asian girl with silver nail polish is wearing a red, green and purple checkered scarf. i like it. she's fascinating me with her pen twirling and i am finding it really difficult to not to stare. she just keeps twirling and twirling and it never falls. (i started trying to twirl my pen after i stopped writing that and i failed. it fell on the floor twice and drew unwanted attention in my direction, so i stopped).
-nostalgia: the sound of mr.rogers cutting construction paper. what a delightful sound.
-type writer erasers are pretty much extinct. if claes oldenburg challenged me to an eraser duel, i guess he'd win since his is comparable to the size of a car.
-elle n'est pas jolie.
-i wish he'd stop chewing his pencil. stop. really. sir, the yellow paint might have toxins in it and you are currently grinding it in your teeth. ew, don't glide the eraser bit along your lip...it's not lip balm! ugh repulsive. i can't even begin to imagine the amount of bacteria that are now having tea parties in your mouth.
-nobody knows, but today, my socks are mismatched. shh.
-the asian girl with silver nail polish is wearing a red, green and purple checkered scarf. i like it. she's fascinating me with her pen twirling and i am finding it really difficult to not to stare. she just keeps twirling and twirling and it never falls. (i started trying to twirl my pen after i stopped writing that and i failed. it fell on the floor twice and drew unwanted attention in my direction, so i stopped).
-nostalgia: the sound of mr.rogers cutting construction paper. what a delightful sound.
-type writer erasers are pretty much extinct. if claes oldenburg challenged me to an eraser duel, i guess he'd win since his is comparable to the size of a car.
-elle n'est pas jolie.
-i wish he'd stop chewing his pencil. stop. really. sir, the yellow paint might have toxins in it and you are currently grinding it in your teeth. ew, don't glide the eraser bit along your lip...it's not lip balm! ugh repulsive. i can't even begin to imagine the amount of bacteria that are now having tea parties in your mouth.
-nobody knows, but today, my socks are mismatched. shh.
10.06.2009
.حرب أكتوبر.
מלחמת יום הכיפורים
yom kippur war
ramadan war
october war
1973 arab-israeli war
fourth arab-israeli war
حرب أكتوبر
yom kippur war
ramadan war
october war
1973 arab-israeli war
fourth arab-israeli war
حرب أكتوبر
whatever you call it, today is its 36 year anniversary. it is also the 28 year anniversary of anwar el sadat's assassination. opinions vary...
.list.
.kin. alexandria. 2009.
"when he couldn't think of a word, he moved his hands in the air like whisks." - kyo maclear, 'the letter opener'
there are lists, but they remain unwritten, disorganized and undone.
there are lists, which will never be tended to.
there are lists, many lists, God bless the lists.
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