Misadventures of the Monster Librarian

For all the nit picky flaws that people find with Thoreau's Walden experiment, there is still something that I love about what he was trying to do. He tried to give up some of life's conveniences so that he might better see the changing world around him, might try to appreciate nature; isolating himself for some parts of the human experience, and aiming for simpler means. When I lived at the Farm parts of the below quote were in my title box on this blog, because, like Thoreau I made the active choice to leave my conventional lifestyle and move to a very alternative place, to live in community, giving up some of the "necessities" of mainstream culture, i.e. cell reception, internet at home, privacy (in some senses). What I did gain, was the ability to see the world around me in a totally different light, to really experience life differently, becoming a stouter, heartier person in the process. And that is really what Walden is about, not ju...

I was all prepared to go to bed when something compelled me to read through old blogs. I stumbled upon  this  old posting by TSO.Yes, TSO is my roommate, and yes, I see him everyday and talk to him all the time, but I miss reading his interesting and insightful looks at life, and found this posting struck a chord in me tonight. I am not sure what struck this clunky, marbly sounding chord that is now lolling around in my brain at this late hour; maybe it was TSO taking into stock all the things he'd accomplished in his travels abroad; or if it was how he demanded a revelation of himself; or maybe it was just the comment that I left, my reply to his post--advice I'd forgotten I'd given...? Who knows? Whatever it was, reading TSO's blog made me want to take stock of the good things in my life; made me particularily aware of the best thing in my life. I am so blessed to have such great people in my life. I have been thinking of this very fact a lot ...

As I celebrate another year of my life I look at all I have learned in 28 years. 28 years old! When did that happen? Holy cats! I swear I was 12 like yesterday! Anyway, I thought I would share some of the things that I have learned over the past 28 years: Sometimes the solitude of a graveyard is not such a scary thing Bumblebees can turn purple in that fat, furry yellow part of their body; depending on what type of nectar they drink Holding a newborn child can really make you wonder at your own mortality Crocuses are an amazing achievement of nature every spring Magnetic poetry is like magic--words and sentences appears out of thin air Reading Jack Handy-isms can make almost any day better John Lennon was a visionary The movie Gone with the Wind is long, but it is an even longer book Jon Stewart is smart The generational creation of/slanging down of words makes me hopeful that generations from now will look back at us and think of us as Shakespeares in our own right ...