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Friday, September 12, 2003 ( 9:29 AM ) Melody Mourning the Man in Black Johnny Cash is dead. The world is shit. I love Johnny Cash and am taking this loss hard. I heard about his passing on NPR on the way to work this morning and cried in the car. Johnny Cash was a fully exposed human being. His very simple lyrics put his insides on his outsides. He was sad. He was feeling. He was funny. His music brought me to a deeper understanding of myself and also of my father. He was spiritual yet flawed. He was never self-righteous. He loved deeply. He was faithful and compassionate to the underprivileged and wore his black in quiet solidarity with them. He was no hypocrite. God bless you, Johnny Cash. I hope you're with your adored wife now. # Thursday, September 11, 2003 ( 2:34 PM ) Melody By the book? Yeah, right. I have to admit that I'm a bit intruiged by this new film The Passion. I'm sick of Mel Gibson. I think he has incredible gaul to claim that this film cannot be anti-semitic because it is fully historically accurate and, of all things, directed by the Holy Spirit. Any creative pursuit a human being undertakes is going to have some spin on it. A story is always told from someone's perspective. Plus, Gibson's project is being funded by a sect of Catholicism that rejects the Vatican's apology for persecution of the Jews during the Middle Ages! And where does he get off getting all righteous about maintaining historical accuracy all of a sudden? How historically accurate is it that an Australian actor plays an American patriot or a Scottish freedom fighter? My question is this: setting aside who bears the responsibility for the killing of Jesus, upon what would Christianity be based had Christ not been crucified? If the premise of Christianity is that Christ suffered and died to absolve the rest of us of our sins, what's the point of seeking someone to blame for that? Correct me if I'm wrong, but is it not a good thing that we are absolved? # Wednesday, September 10, 2003 ( 1:07 PM ) Melody Smurf This! When I was a kid, I had a Smurf board game, and every time my friend Robin came over to my house, I made her play-- way past the point in time when I should have been playing with Smurfs. In fact, I was probably in my early teens before the Smurf game got shoved to the back of my closet. It lived within easy reach just under my bed for a very long time. We had a huge yellow beanbag in our living room. I used to hold it to my head and pretend I was the lovely Smurfette. My sister and I actually fought over who got to do this. Come to think of it, I loved all things Smurf. Probably my favorite ride at King's Island was the Smurf ride-- the King's Island version of Disney's It's a Small World. It was a carefully crafted Smurf world, and I loved the idea of living the cartoon- meeting the sexy Smurfette, Brainy, and Painter Smurf, running from Gargamel and Azrael his evil cat. Those smurfs sure got themselves into some pickles! I was devestated when King's Island remodeled that ride into The Haunted Opera House. Inviting responses: What was your childhood obsession? # Monday, September 08, 2003 ( 4:11 PM ) Melody Take a Hike Spent Saturday at Brown County State Park with friends and went hiking (really hiking!) for the first time in several years. It felt so great to use my muscles that way. I don't think I even enjoyed it this much when I was a kid. Actually, I know I didn't. I was whiny about the outdoors as a child. I didn't like getting hot. I probably spent too much time reading. What a lot of time I wasted being out of shape and unhappy with my body. I'm amazed now by the things it can do. Saturday I challenged my balance on steep grades, clung to vines, struggled for footholds. Loved it! I was a little sore the next day, but it was totally worth it. I can't wait to go out and do it again. In fact, one of my friends and I are talking about taking a roadtrip down to Clifty Falls State Park and doing it again next weekend. # |
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