Wise words

It isn't necessary to be rich and famous to be happy; it's only necessary to be rich.
--Alan Alda

Midnight, or, Avoiding homework

One (1) year until graduation means approximately four (4) eight to ten page seminar papers and one (1) roughly thirty page thesis left to write. This makes a grand total of about seventy (70) pages of polished academic writing to be produced over the next year.

Seventy pages of polished academic writing translates (according to my calculations) into the need for about twenty-five (25) cartons of ice cream. Assuming I was able to purchase said ice cream on sale for about $3.00 per carton, I would spend $75.00 on ice cream in the next year.

Oh, the hidden costs of graduate school.

I need to go to bed. Or get to work. Or get some ice cream . . .

Swimmer

a poem by Vernice Wineera

My clumsy life, lived
in the space
between accidents,
flounders before me,
I swim like a crab walks,
from one craft to another
but always they are filled
with careful people.
I will spend my days and all
my wide black nights
in deep ocean,
arms reaching for dreams,
feet seeking solid ground,
constantly treading water.

The worth of a soul . . .

. . . is one tenth the price of a Whopper from Burger King.

Good book

So after my 9:30 class this morning, when I was supposed to be working on a paper on Kenneth Burke's view of rhetoric and poetics, I read this book:



I think I can safely say it's the best Mormon teen fiction I've ever read, and one of the better young adult novels I've read in general. Check it out. Now on to Kenneth Burke, much less pleasant reading . . .