Whats With Vintage These Days?

Vintage? What does that mean? Does it mean that its generations old or could it be yesterdays trash? When we look at second hand stores are we thrift shopping. Can I find vintage items there or do I have to shop at a vintage store to make my Items vintage? All of these things are so hard for me to register because everything is almost the same if you look. Is it the price? Are we supposed to pay more for a name? I can get the same item at the thrift store verses a Vintage store if I look. I guess I am open to thoughts on this subject, but really, really? Are you catching my drift?

My Rant on a New Trend

Whats Pinterest doing? I will tell you what its doing, its creating a place for girls (and probably some guys) to waste as much time they will allow themselves. I am still personally deciding if it is more harmful than it is positive. being a creative person I love going on it to seek out ideas for my next big thing. though is it really mine even if I say that i made it differently? It still wasn't my idea in the first place. do I still get credit? I am not sure. There are plenty of artist who have more than a hundred people working under them creating something that was first their idea. Are we just the posters or pinners followers? I will let you decide.

Wearing stipes

Stripes are a silly thing. You can wear black and white and look like a prisoner or you can look like a a model who can out of Vogue. What makes the personality of stripes? Is it the persons intention when wearing it or is it place? Lets cross out all linear thought on this subject and close our eyes and ponder this silly little question. I bet you have never thought about something such as a stripe and its context. If I wore it next to my Christmas tree, for example, with its lights on and snow falling lightly outside, would it bring different meaning to its aesthetics than if it where worn even next to the same tree with its lights turned off during the middle of the day? what I am trying to get at is why we associate ourselves with creating meaning behind red and green=Christmas, Black and yellow=color of a bee, blue=sad, black and white stripes=convict? Would if I lived in Africa? Would my logic stay the same? As we grow up we put two and two together sorta like when we are first learning to talk we associate dad and mom with our parents. Maybe it has to do with our human  love of order. We love to have solid answers even when we have one we still look for more beyond what we have or already know. I don't think God created those stripes to represent a convict. If that where the case though would it say in the Bible that Jesus was clothed in stripes before he was lashed forty times?
Even years later, having changed the color of a convict or a prisoners fashionable pattern from black and white stripes to vibrant deer hunting orange, we still come back to the cat and its fiddle.

making faces and doing homework

Have you ever noticed how many faces you see when you are watching people do their homework? When people write papers noses will scrunch, lips will curl and creases start to form. It doesn't matter whether its 1:00 in the after noon or 4:00 in the morning. The greatest thing I found my self doing is making faces back. They never suspect a thing.

Have you ever smelt rain?

Rain is a curious thing. It comes and goes when it pleases, but yet the Weather man things he's pathetically telepathic and can read the mind of the little droplets falling from the sky. hmmm. Um, How about not.

As it patters my window at one in the morning you start to think absurd circles. for instance I found myself thinking. "raindrops on roses," what a glorious sight that mental picture is. to think about the best rose that smelt like red, and rain drops that didn't really smell but came with the breath of morning. walking out on a foggy morning just kinda makes me miss those days. Its fall and those days have past. there is a long way to go until I can experience something close to that again.

I must walk out my door into the blistering cold rain to my cabin. Those covers on my janky bed will sure feel good after I change out of the sopping clothes I will come in.

too late to even function..

Its raining and I am stuck in the program office at Trout Lake Camps attempting to do my Old Testament exam studying, but we all know how that goes... Facebook anyone? Please, studying these days I am really struggling on that one. I watched a tutorial on Lynda.com about how to manage your life better: interesting things you will find on there. I honestly feel like a new person. I normally don't do anything when I listen to a sermon or a documentary (ex: King Me, the documentary.) but this time I kinda just did it! I cleaned off my desk and started over from scratch. Who knows why I did anything crazy and drastic like that. So now I have a massive blank calender on my dorm room wall that I now fill in when an assignments are due or when I would need to work on things in order to finish them on time or (shockingly) -early. Maybe that is why I drove 4 hours to Trout Lake in Pine River, MN. I knew that even though I have a midterm due on Thursday there is still hope. (and of course the chance to see my brilliant friend Sarah)