i live! and lovie lives with me! these are all excellent things. like my job! but i will say nothing further about that for now. for now i just have links[ys].
1) can anyone give me the name of a good Napoleon biography? I feel like if I am going to be an obsessive coup-de-foudre fangirl of his I can at least know aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall the stories behind the heartache described
in these kate beaton comics.
2) is it sad to say
this changed my life? perhaps not changed, but threw it into startlingly beautiful perspective, if only for a moment. And I was content.
And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the desk,
Rubbing its back upon the Windows PC;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the icons that you meet;
There will be time to murder and respawn
And time for all the Chrome and Firefox
That drag and drop a website on your plate;
Time for .doc and time for .ppt
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred fanfics and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
In the room the players come and go
Talking of their scores on Halo.
it is like being seventeen-year-old me reading Prufrock for the first time in AP English and knowing that it would be an awesome class and that here I had a poem that I could take with me for the rest of my life and just enjoy the language of it and wallow in the meaning and just hold. I--am having trouble articulating my relationship with Prufrock, which makes it difficult to explain just what about this loving parody touched me so deeply. But it did.
3) Speaking of going back four-or-five years, someone on Facebook mentioned that Folk Choir is going to sing
Biebl's Ave Maria, to which I scoffed a tiny bit because Folk Choir is good and all but this is not their kind of song, and also because freshman year of college I went to a ND-and-Michigan-Glee-Clubs concert, from which I discovered Guster due to the Michigan's-version-of-the-Undertones's cover of Mona Lisa (the only track I still have from the sadly lost CD). Anyway, they had the boys onstage and also in the balcony behind the stage, and the chant solo in the middle was sung from up there, and it was just--
The concert was in Leighton, which has among its many interesting amenities a balcony seating up above and behind the stage, so that you can...watch the back of the performers' heads? (Actually, I really want to sit there one day. It would be really cool.) So during the Michigan part of the performace, the ND Club sat back there. For this song, most of them moved down to the stage, but a bunch of tenor Is and maybe some tenor IIs (I couldn't tell, but I know some of them were tenor Is) stayed up there and moved around to the side a little, so they would be better picked up by the acoustics.
One of these guys up there I was just writing to my friend about how cute he was, and then he had a solo, a gorgeous soaring falsetto solo that just completely stole my heart and flew it up to him. The song itself was soaring, beautiful, gorgeous, prayerful--I closed my eyes and mouthed the chorus (Ave Maria) along with them and just let my soul fly. That concert hall is the most beautiful performing places in the world--I haven't been to too many, but I just know it. It was...fulfilling. Beautiful. I loved it.
4) Speaking of college, or things I learned in college, or rather a lot of conversations I have been having recently about women in college and the like, or perhaps just feminism:
Maureen Johnson on the whole "boys aren't reading!/don't have anything to read!" outcry (or, how a penis makes what you write suddenly interesting to the populace at large).
5) New Glee! WHY IS MY FLIST NOT DISCUSSING THIS MORE. Please do not tell me I got into Glee just in time for everyone else to be bored and ditch it, because so much happened, and it was all pretty cool! *sob*
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EXTRA BONUS LIMITED-TIME-ONLY LINK:
romanitas graciously agreed to un-flock this
hilarious, almost Growing-Up-Cullen-esque Merlin...joke...parody...hilarious thing that she and her friend did. READ IT BEFORE SHE FLOCKS IT AGAIN.