tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80764775880886652622011-07-31T01:06:29.395-07:00"Poets, like goldfish, are incapable of dissembling" - Terry Eagletonmel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.comBlogger511100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-10218442178027710272010-01-24T11:46:00.000-08:002010-01-24T11:48:21.759-08:00

I've moved - to Wordpress.Mustard Seed is now at: http://mmgutz.wordpress.com/FYI!If you want to see how the Winter Challenge ends, you should subscribe to the new blog.adios!

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Wuthering Heights: check.A Tale of Two Cities: check.The Brothers Karamazov: check.Spain: check.

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-44030560444344750142010-01-03T02:13:00.000-08:002010-01-03T02:20:02.768-08:00

i'm still on Wuthering Heights, not entirely sure what page because i haven't picked it up at all except to move it out of the way of all my stuff.we had an incident in the family and i have been reminded of the insignificance of my nerdy (and selfish) agendas, and my cocky book-nerd attitude. forgive me.for the record, i care about a lot of things beside books. and, for the record, a book is

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i'm on page 310 of Anna Karenina.joke! (i just wanted to freak out the competition. maybe cause some ventricular tachycardia, a little visit to the doctor, distraction from reading. dirty competition, i know).i'm on page 310 of Jane Eyre. this means i have 211 pages left. i know i have been slacking but forgive me because Christmas demands cookie-eating and relative-mingling (not to mention

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8:00a.m.i have begun Jane Eyre. i am on page twenty-one (21). this means i have five hundred pages to go.i am keeping a copy of War and Peace on my bedside table to remind me that things could be a lot worse.

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9:43 a.m.: i just put down Pride and Prejudice. i would have finished it last night but i watched Sense and Sensibility with my parents instead. i consider this not procrastination but research as it is an in-depth media exploration of another one of Jane Austen's works.book in brief: turning the pages of P&P pumped more estrogen through my little body than any other feminine activity (i.e.

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i ummmmm, bought a notebook yesterday so i could take my notes for these books in it.and i carried Pride and Prejudice around in my purse all day yesterday.sooooo uhhhhhhh that's some progress right there.meanwhile, said challenger friend has been harassing me over facebook about how he's on track to be winning.said challenger friend can take a chill pill and go make a withdrawal from his bank

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six weeks. six books. twenty dollars.the challengeit happened upon a fall night at the university cafeteria:me: "i'm going to read all the novels before next semester."dear friend chris munekawa: "no you're not."me: "yes i am."chris: "no you're not. (a bunch of stuff about how long those books are)."me: "i'll bet you twenty bucks i will."chris: "alright." (handshake). "i just made twenty bucks."

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i have plenty of good reasons for this (such as: i have more time to get on top of my schoolwork so i won't waste money on tuition and can do well so i can feel good about myself as a student and also so i can get into a good grad school; i have more time to work out so i can both a. eat more taco bell and b. feel better about my body image; i have more time to journal and write and actually do

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contents of my desktopor, procrastinating on a paper while doing some self-discoveryfrom left to right:1. outline of paper with edit marks on it in green pen from mentor2. something i got for matt, still in the box it got mailed in3. William Wordsworth, The Major Works, with pink sticky tabs lining the edge4. coaster with pomegranate print on it5. San Francisco Giants cup full of water6. pile of

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i've been struggling lately, with all the usual living business about who i am and what i'm going to do and if it matters; i've been feeling very split and have had no idea how to reconcile the seeming sides of myself. it stresses me out because i feel this pressure to pick a side, pick a thing; to decide which of the things i'm thinking about actually relates to me or is me or is what i should

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-46397086285658864322009-10-19T14:41:00.000-07:002009-10-19T14:44:45.539-07:00

"You are what you learn."Scott Adams (of Dilbert fame) says this outright; John Wesley (of 52 Standard Sermons fame - which is lesser in this day and age) does in so many words.if you learn everything, you are everything.you can't learn everything, so you can't be everything.but you can be a lot.

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... that the definition on my dashboard widget dictionary for "happy" is:adjective (-pier, -piest)1. feeling or showing pleasure or contentment : Melissa came in looking happy and excitedi am not entirely convinced that it's not by coincidence that my name is used in the example. and i owe it not to myself but to so many others that it's fitting. and i'm thankful.

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i haven't blogged in a while (as usual). there has been truckloads of things driving through my mind (as usual). i am pretty busy (as usual). i miss having time / place to put my thoughts anywhere (as usual). i need to get better at time management (this is actually new).here's some quick facts on life:things i have sworn off and need accountability forpeanut-butter-and-chocolate-chip sandwiches,

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-56300053421871403692009-09-15T20:27:00.001-07:002009-09-15T20:30:13.195-07:00

i took all the poetry off my blog because i'm doing all this research for my Advanced Comp class and realizing just how strict the world of publishing is.... some places won't publish things if it's posted anywhere on the internet................ i don't know, it just made me realized lots of things about copyrights and money and such. if you want a poem, call me, and i'll write you one and read

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this post serves three purposes:1. showing off2. recommending / derecommending literature (this actually helps YOU in your quest to efficiently read everything in the world worth reading) (but it doesn't justify showing off) (my apologies)3. enough analysis / summary / comprehension to feel like i haven't totally mentally slacked off this summerso i go back to school in five days, and i'm very

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-51023898080785572252009-06-09T23:27:00.001-07:002009-06-09T23:30:38.256-07:00

day 5 without caffeine.brain activity will return to normal soon.you can expect a post when it does.since i know you're all just sitting there, hour after hour on the edge of your seats hitting the "refresh" button, pining for the next concept nouveau.(it's like i hope that my awful humor will make up for the fact that i haven't processed anything in written word yet. i type this in self-disgust.

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turns out i may have been wrong.i was just playing Free Rice and realized that one of the words i got right ("cotillion"), i would never have known were it not for The OC.no hypotheses, just added evidence.

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it is true. TV rots your brain. i have been watching it. and i have nothing to say.nothing.to.say.anyone who ever told you this is right, right, right. the case study proves it.when i am done watching the entire OC series i will write one big blog post abouta) why i shouldn't have andb) why you shouldn't either andc) why saying all this justifies the fact that i did (even if it doesn't)

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-57929569723916832072009-05-26T11:46:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:55:16.859-07:00

so i know i didn't post the link to the earlier-mentioned David Foster Wallace Kenyon College Commencement speech, and i still won't, because i kind of feel like it might be illegal since it's a book now (and you really can't find too many links for it since they have all been removed due to the book's publication). i'm just posting about it again to reiterate that you should read it. and if that

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i go to a Bible college. let's just get that out there. hopefully that doesn't add any negative connotations to your view of my posts / me; if it does, hopefully you can fight them off since connotation does not necessarily equate with reality (let's be poetic and call reality "concrete denotation"). i go to a really good Bible college where i'm learning more than i could have ever have hoped to

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i'm supposed to be doing homework, but i have no motivation. or had no motivation, until, in my procrastinating, i stumbled across Bill Watterson's Kenyon College commencement speech, which i think is really good. there are some things that life, work, and play have in common, and if we can find those things and do them, we've found a good path. (Dorothy Sayers touches on this - actually, Dorothy

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honestly? after movies like I, Robot and Eagle Eye, i can't see why anyone would even think about pursuing the whole "let's try to make a machine act like a person" thing.i'm pretty sure all this does is teach people to rely less on their own actions and responsibilities. i know the thinking is "well if we can get a robot to do these things, then we can think about bigger and better things and

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-49742350385357984542009-05-10T22:45:00.001-07:002009-05-10T22:45:39.983-07:00

if i am sheltered, i totally don't mind, because it's so much better this way.

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-39232097550052838202009-05-09T09:08:00.001-07:002009-06-01T21:52:38.550-07:00

(excuse the low-quality images; everything looks cooler in real life) (this same reason should be used to actually go hiking, however cool someone can make a landscape look through photoshop)comic relief series (these are cooler in person because they are fun to touch)he lives in you (lion king + spiritual element + paper play)these are terrible photos. all the more reason to come hang out in

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i haven't written anything about David Foster Wallace or Roberto Bolano in a while (also: i haven't read anything by either of them in a while) (both of these things may be explained by the fact that i have been reading and writing about too many other things) (ironically/thankfully this post is happening because of one of those other things i read about and am now writing about), but both of

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the reason that i don't capitalize a lot of my letters in informal writing is:a) not because i'm a little grammar rebelb) not because i'm lazyc) not because i'm incompetent (okay you have to laugh with me for a second, at first i spelled incompetent wrong, i went back and corrected it, but still felt like i should tell you, because the irony's killing me, and simultaneously giving me an identity

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take me not-so-seriously for one second here, and then, go read the previous post and take me really seriously (to do this is not so incongruent as you might think: F. Scott Fitzgerald says, "The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function. One should, for example, be able to see that things are

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this is a spur-of-the-moment-rant (as Chris Munekawa would say, a "brain dump"). it's the sort of thing that makes me wish that everyone in the world read my blog so that they would know what i think about this. and honestly, it's not so much that i want them to know what i think, but also that i want them to change how they live because of what i think.and this is exactly the problem i want to

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-4883896704691506932009-04-16T19:06:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:46:10.792-07:00

Art ApologeticsHow Maria Alquilar’s “The Doors” demonstrates the relationship of public art, public artist, and public, and why each of these should be sorry when the relationship fails Like all personal or museum-quality art, public art faces the challenge of straddling several relational situations. Upon presentation, each piece begs a series of questions: Whom is the piece meant for? Which

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my lovely roommate and i were discussing the act of academic paper-writing, particularly as relating to our specific circumstances (unpaid undergrads, typical stressful mid-semester research papers). there is always a sense of triumph, we agreed, with finishing a paper, though we wonder to what greater end writing a paper is if no one besides our professors read our thoughts and ideas. i decided,

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-75390898514336333072009-04-10T11:06:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:44:15.492-07:00

*note: i didn't realize how personal and lengthy this was going to be, but it ended up that way anyways. sorry / forewarningfor all the reasons i can't relate to Britney Spears (pop-stardom, losing virginity at sixteen, getting drunkenly married in Vegas, having two kids, going through a financially nasty divorce, pretty much having a monopoly over tabloid cover space, shaving my head, etc), she

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one of my favorite passages in the new testament (i know, i know, i run the risk of saying that about everything i pull from the new testament. hopefully that says something about the new testament and not about me. ideally it says something about the new testament and about me):Luke 12:33-34"Sell your possessions and give to those in need. This will store up treasure for you in heaven! And the

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hello everyone.there is some small probability, as with everyone's life, that i will not make it through to see another day. the probability of this has increased for me personally since i have contracted an illness where i hurt everywhere and my retinas burn. i may die.in attempts to help lessen this probability and keep from dying, i spent all day sleeping/doing nothing. now, this is the sort

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i am going through the pentatuch again, and i am falling in love with it. i am beginning to resonate with and understanding the psalmist when he exclaims "Oh, how I love your law!" (psalm 119:97). a lot of this is actually for environmental reasons; something i've been meaning to write another post about but haven't yet (it sort of boils down to: we wouldn't have all these environmental issues on

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because i am genuinely curious. here is what you can do:1. read the Thomas Merton quotes posted within one of my professor's posts at Scriptorium Dailyi wonder if i am the man Merton is talking about. how can a man be truly humble? can a man be truly humble? how do you maintain humility? does one have to deliberately put themselves into undesirable circumstances in order to maintain humility? can

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-16250813199996025042009-01-04T20:27:00.000-08:002009-06-01T21:40:00.903-07:00

today i solved one of my life's most haunting mysteries.when we first moved into this house (1997), we found, in the closet that now holds all my clothes, the creepiest looking bug i've ever seen. i freaked out, we killed it, never again did we see any other of it's type. since that day, the fear and uncomfortability i face my own home due to this horrible insect (particularly while putting on

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-3409863888866451712009-01-02T09:41:00.000-08:002009-06-01T21:39:40.587-07:00

i've been trying to write a post on Roberto Bolano's novel 2666 for the last like... two hours.i simply do not know which angle to take. and then i don't think i could take just one angle. it would be irreverent to the masterpiece to neglect the entirety of it's meaning.there are an overwhelming amount of things to say about it and because of it.and then there's the question: if something like

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david foster wallace: depression led him to death.roberto bolano: death led him to depression.i'm only a quarter of the way through Roberto Bolano's 2666, an epic hunk of latin literature recently translated into English. i picked it up because of it's magnitude (literal size - 898 pages - and also "figurative size," or reported mass of subject matter and storyline). in this sense it is

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-16430814216172112202008-12-22T15:41:00.000-08:002009-06-01T21:37:46.597-07:00

... this blog.(particularly: this post)i follow it, and i don't think it shows up on my blogroll on the right over there. anyways, i think everyone should at least read it or click around on it. a lot of really interesting thoughts. good science/economic/social trend following. i appreciate the stance. add it to your list, it is worth your time.

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-57130155362568909732008-12-18T22:32:00.000-08:002009-06-01T21:37:08.306-07:00

so if you read some bit of anything below you'll know something about David Foster Wallace, and how i read Infinite Jest this summer and then he (DFW) committed suicide on September 13th and how for a long while after than his life and death and works and words were all so... embalmed/in motion in my mind and spirit.... kind of like a thought project but i won't call it that because it involves

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the further i get in this always-going "search for truth," recently, the more i run into Marxist ideas. where is the connection? do. research. later.(sources: The Mystery of Capital; The Phantom Tollbooth)(thought options: ideal/possibly real economics, fairytales a la Dr. Reynolds/Velveteen Rabbit, biblical literalness)

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-22277244077035780592008-10-29T07:56:00.001-07:002009-06-01T21:34:35.633-07:00

this is probably my favorite painting. "Peter and John Running to the Tomb," by Eugene Bernard, a reference to John 20:3. i actually found the picture of it on a few other blogs, and it seemed like very few people were aware of it's existence, so i wanted to share it. it lives at the Musee d'Orsay in france; i hope to go visit it again one day. it hangs right next to the best rendition of the

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-43175066731757998802008-10-28T14:41:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:34:09.703-07:00

Siedell, right off the bat in “Altars to the Unknown God,” makes a reckless assertion: “We think we know what art is. And that is the problem.” The word “know” makes me think of the old adage “ignorance is bliss.” I’ve been wrestling with the basic impression of “ignorance is bliss,” which tells me that if I want to be happy, I shouldn’t seek knowledge. This is immediately frustrating given that

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-43668410898257875882008-10-28T08:14:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:33:08.111-07:00

http://korrinecroghan.blogspot.com/2008/10/korrine-lannie-croghan-went-to-be-with.htmlGod thank you for all your assurances and the strength of this family.

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-12369458618660746312008-10-24T01:41:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:31:38.275-07:00

it will always be better to be the nicest, most genuinely caring person than one who spends their time getting and giving and dealing with more things to know and think about.oh God. take care of us.

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-70919400096081698052008-10-22T00:53:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:31:04.204-07:00

forewarning: this is going to be very long. it has to be, for me, for continuity’s sake. and so i apologize for your eyeballs glazing over and your vision getting messed up from staring at a screen for so long. but you know what? all you have to do is close the window and walk away, and suddenly, i’m not accountable anymore. this is not a free will discussion. never mind.there has been a lot

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-48659086713697346952008-10-14T13:55:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:28:06.905-07:00

i think that everything in my life means something. i have a billion (two) little word-of-the-day dashboard widgets, and I can't help but think, when i read that day's word, that it might be pointing me in one direction or another. the movie Serendipity: probably my favorite romantic comedy. probably also contributed to this (superstitious?) tendency i have to think that everything in my life,

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-80544666094636247122008-10-12T11:07:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:53:46.289-07:00

this morning i woke up and set out on an epic quest: do. homework.i obviously failed. but where your brain isn't concerned with one thing, it finds itself involved in another.three analogies for the way my soul/mind works (er, the way things sort out in my brain):1. quilting: patching together all the threads of things that are input into it through day-to-day life. snippets of conversations,

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-32162700973773679202008-07-16T15:20:00.001-07:002009-06-01T21:26:39.907-07:00

... how much goes on in my brain. i start writing in my notebook, about this verse i encountered in Job (hold on a second, i'll come back to that), and then my hand started cramping up, and i thought about how out of shape i am and how i really need to be working out and then how i really need just to write about how i'm feeling about working out / being part of the soccer team and all that, and

mel ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14572680042588169058noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076477588088665262.post-9319872672092178932008-07-08T12:55:00.001-07:002009-06-01T21:25:47.655-07:00

here we are. i live online. i think there's no going back from this, though i've deleted not less than a few blogs already in the recent years. can i add to this later? i think i will. my phone rings three times and an hour is out the window and my blogging time is dismolished... self-reminder as to what the title was about: baby tey.

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