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Sunday, September 28, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
consultation
OK, I need your help. I need a word. It must exist. Please help.
What's the word to describe the nostalgia one feels for the loss of something that is not yet lost?
Like, the other day, I was watching Jesus Christ Superstar with Geoff because I love it and he has never seen it and I know every song. When all of those singing hippies were jumping back into the bus at the end of the movie, I needed the word then, the word to describe the nostalgia I felt for the loss of my youth - a specific youth emblemized in that movie - one that I never had to lose and a more general youth that I have not yet lost. What is this called?!
Another example:
I get this same feeling when I am intensely happy - it can be as simple as the feeling of eating a really delicious bowl of ice cream and reflecting on its deliciousness even as I am savoring the first bite. It is the feeling I get embarking on the first day of a wonderful, week-long vacation and experiencing each moment as if I were looking back on it sentimentally. Or, it can be as big as the feeling I get when Geoff and I are together and we are so happy and I am nostalgic for that time that we are experiencing even at that very moment.
OK, ok. Maybe you linguaphiles can help me find the right word. Right now, though, Geoff wants me to join him on the couch so he can rub my feet. There I go, needing that word again....
What's the word to describe the nostalgia one feels for the loss of something that is not yet lost?
Like, the other day, I was watching Jesus Christ Superstar with Geoff because I love it and he has never seen it and I know every song. When all of those singing hippies were jumping back into the bus at the end of the movie, I needed the word then, the word to describe the nostalgia I felt for the loss of my youth - a specific youth emblemized in that movie - one that I never had to lose and a more general youth that I have not yet lost. What is this called?!
Another example:
I get this same feeling when I am intensely happy - it can be as simple as the feeling of eating a really delicious bowl of ice cream and reflecting on its deliciousness even as I am savoring the first bite. It is the feeling I get embarking on the first day of a wonderful, week-long vacation and experiencing each moment as if I were looking back on it sentimentally. Or, it can be as big as the feeling I get when Geoff and I are together and we are so happy and I am nostalgic for that time that we are experiencing even at that very moment.
OK, ok. Maybe you linguaphiles can help me find the right word. Right now, though, Geoff wants me to join him on the couch so he can rub my feet. There I go, needing that word again....
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
i'm learning to see clearly now
Maybe this radiologic exercise is a metaphor for something more fundamental. Maybe I'm learning to see through things, peel away the layers, peer into the heart of someone. Maybe it will make me a better voter in November. Maybe everyone should learn radiology.
Perhaps, then, the candidates should submit a full body CT for perusal by the American people. And a head CT and MRI. Shoot, let's be truly American and order the works: throw in a full body PET scan and a functional brain MRI.
It probably doesn't matter, though. Confront someone with an irrefutable fact, put it square in front of their eyes and point it out and shout and sing, and they'll still cling to whatever comfy misconception feels the best. We all do it.
But, I'll keep on trying.
I'm workin' on my x-ray vision.
Perhaps, then, the candidates should submit a full body CT for perusal by the American people. And a head CT and MRI. Shoot, let's be truly American and order the works: throw in a full body PET scan and a functional brain MRI.
It probably doesn't matter, though. Confront someone with an irrefutable fact, put it square in front of their eyes and point it out and shout and sing, and they'll still cling to whatever comfy misconception feels the best. We all do it.
But, I'll keep on trying.
I'm workin' on my x-ray vision.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Flavor Flav
That'll be our new nickname for Mishka, who is scheduled for a double root canal next week....You see, our darling fluffball fractured two maxillary premolars last week, breaking them all the way to the gum line with some overzealous chomping. And now she needs some serious dental work.
How serious? Like $3000 serious.
Here's some advice for any kiddos who are reading this. DROP WHAT YOU ARE DOING. GO DIRECTLY TO VETERINARY DENTAL SCHOOL. THEN RAKE IT IN.
Our local doggie dentist is the only of his kind for miles around. He could say it cost a kidney and we'd probably do it.
Poor Mishky.
We're going to try to see if they'll put one of those diamonds in her tooth, so at least she can flash some bling....
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