Lately, my brother and I have been in a Facebook Curveball battle. We used to play the game as children, and he was always better than me. But now that it’s on Facebook, we can easily track our scores against the other. Sometimes I beat him. Most of the time he still wins. I am extremely frustrated because every time I succeed at beating Denny’s score, within the next few days his score has reached a point that seems impossible to trump. Luckily, however, Denny’s strong scores keep me ranked no. 2 amongst all of my Facebook friends, which still makes me look like a boss.
On average, I get to level 7 around about 22000 points. What about you?
I love songs with xylophones in them.
I’m 19. Does that mean I still use the phrase “when I grow up”? I haven’t even gotten used to the age of 18, and now I’m not 18 anymore. I think I have some catching up to do- and for that reason I will use “when I grow up” until I am fully settled in my “adult” age of 19. 
So, when I grow up, here are my plans so far:
-own an art gallery
-get books published, including a memoir
-write for an art magazine like Juxtapoz
-live or work in a treehouse
-have a pet sheep
-become fluent in Spanish
-world travels, definitely to New Zealand at some point
and last but not least,
-set out into the universe looking for the aliens that I am positive exist.
"Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us." - Calvin and Hobbes
I’ll be back for break December 18th. I want to let you know that when I come back to the Chi I might say things differently.
And I will be able to pick out all of your Chicaaaaago accents.
While I was talking to a Canadian, she discussed her spring vacation to Cuba.
“WHAT?? PEOPLE CAN GO TO CUBA??!”
This was my reaction, as well as many other Americans I have told this to. I guess we’re all under the impression that since WE can’t go to Cuba, no one else must be able to!
Now that I’m in this freezing place a trip to Cuba does sound nice…
(Yes, I did this, it was me)
(People have been snowboarding/skiing/sledding all over Upper Rez. I feel like I live in an après-ski village)
(The beginning of our outdoor ice rink, before the snow fell. The group’s progress has ceased since then, but I would personally set it up myself to have an ice rink in my front yard)
Call me a hippie (you guys already do), but here are two excerpts from my final anthropology essay-
“the Bushmen of Kalahari ‘enjoy a kind of material plenty’, for they all ‘had what they needed or could make what they needed’ (Sahlins 9). Fulfillment and nourishment, the most important biological drives, are never scarce. This society only works a few hours a day; they sleep more than in any other social class; leisure time is dispensable (Sahlins 14). Their only job is survival, which leaves them free to enjoy life without superfluous cares. Although considered uneconomic and primitive compared to the Western world, these people have an ‘undeveloped sense of poverty’ and therefore are ‘not behind us, but before, like the moral man’ (Sahlins 13).”
Conversely…
“…since material necessities in capitalist cultures have replaced traditional forms of sanctity, consumption has become, as previously mentioned, the only way to signify identity. Rather than focusing on spiritual or moral fulfillment for happiness (‘real’ needs), capitalist culture is inevitably materialistic, using bodily satisfaction or superficial social relationships, which were formed around material consumption, as a means to finding happiness (Tomlinson 124).
In the capitalist sense, this is ideal for extracting as much labor as possible from the people, who will work as hard as they possibly can to achieve their material goals. From the individual level, however, this consumption is a ‘double tragedy: what begins in inadequacy will end in deprivation. Bringing together an international division of labor, the market makes available a dazzling array of products: all these Good Things within a man’s reach- but never all within his grasp’ (Sahlins 4). This ‘dazzling array’ leads man to accept his place in capitalism, to hope for his desires to be satisfied by the market, to allow himself to be fully exploited (Tomlinson 126). Further, according to Marx’s theory of commodity fetishism, the exploitation of man inevitably leads to the exploitation of his environment (Lansing 326).”
As long as we’re exploiting the environment, we might as well use old airplane wings as desks and bathtubs as couches:
http://www.reestore.com/max.htm
Like the weekly Toilet Paper says, “the green of money too often trumps the green of the planet”.
Jennifer Maestre does more with colored pencils than just making party penguins and floating sheep (like I do).
Shout out to Meg Welch for stumbling upon this trippy artist.
Get your dub here:
http://www.vacayvitamins.com/
There’s nothing better than feeling that dirty-awesome, lively beat inside of you.
…lol
