Band members wanted.

Must agree with the objective beauty of music.  

Preferably classically trained.

Non-philosophers need not apply.

P. S. this post is only partly tongue-in-cheek :P

A rose by any other name...

So I realized today, that although I've been regularly driving my grandma/dad's Cadillac Escalade for several months, I still have not given it a good name.  For those who know me, I have a penchant for naming inanimate objects-my laptop is Chesterton, my dad's/my Acura is Eliot, my iPod is Darcy, my piano is Cecelia, and my keyboard is Autumn.  Therefore, to name the car I currently drive is of high import to me...but I'm stuck on a name.  I want to name it after a favorite composer, but I can't figure out exactly which one fits a large (suburban-size), boxy, slightly touchy, tan-coloured car.  Right now I'm thinking possibly Rachmaninoff, Beethoven, Brahms, or Tchaikovsky.  What do you all think?  Please, give me suggestions :)   If it would really help, maybe I'll post a picture of the car :)  

Hundredth Post!!!

Hurrah!!  After a little less than a year, I have reached one hundred blog posts :)  This is truly a time to rejoice...I think :P  Thank you to all my faithful readers and commenters who are still with me after this much time, and this many words.  Here's to another hundred posts that will hopefully reflect a wiser, deeper me than the last hundred!

After Christmas Shopping

Hurrah for gift cards!!!  I went to Borders this morning and bought Manalive-GK Chesterton, Anna Karenina-Leo Tolstoy, and Wuthering Heights-Emily Bronte.  All very excellent books which I'm looking forward to re-reading!!!  After I finish deToqueville, that is...and my term paper...:)

Speechless...

was. absolutely. amazing.  Seriously, it was totally a God thing the way last night went.  Bit of a background story...our youth group has put together a series of pantomimes set to various songs that performed together tell the gospel message.  (www.speechlessoc.com)  Last night we went up to a Hispanic church in Lancaster to perform the program in Spanish there.

From the start of the long drive up, everything seemed to go wrong.  We had crazy directions that took us through Angeles Forest on impossibly windy roads, and got there between 1/2 hour and an hour later than we had planned.  There were major tech problems with lighting, audio, video, and just about everything.  At 6:30 (1/2 hour before scheduled start time) they had just gotten the entire program to play through without skipping or stopping for the first time the entire afternoon.  We started behind time by at least 1/2 hour.

And then...there were the pantomimes themselves.  At the beginning, every thing seemed to go ok, but by the time we got to the third pantomime, things started happening...timing was off by 30 seconds or more, people missed their cues, props were lost, etc.  

As our leader later said, from a performance standpoint this was by far the worst performance we've ever had.  From a performance standpoint, that is.

But God was definitely working last night through all the trials we encountered.  Talking to people afterwards, it was easy to see how much God was able to use us to work in the hearts of others.  It was a hard lesson to learn, but a good one...that God can use even our most messed up attempts to serve him, and moreover, that God is most exalted when we are most humbled.

Which is why Speechless was so absolutely amazing.

Twenty three plus...

As many of you may know, we're in the process of doing some construction in our house.  This time around, we've gotten new baseboards, new crown molding, are renovating the down-stairs bathroom, and gotten new carpet upstairs and will be getting wood floor upstairs and carpet downstairs.  Because of all the construction, we've had to move the majority of our belongings either to my parents' bathroom or to the living room downstairs.  

Yesterday since we had gotten new carpet upstairs, I got to move everything back to my room...including the several shoe boxes I had moved out.  Now I love shoes.  I love them a lot.  As in every time I go shopping, I look at shoes.  As in almost every time I see shoes that I like on sale, I buy them.  And since my feet are permanently stuck at a size 7, I haven't been getting rid of any shoes lately.  Therefore, I have amassed quite a collection of shoes ranging from tennis shoes to cute ballet flats to formal heels to everything in between.  So when I was putting my shoes back in my closet, I decided to count them.  Judging from the title of this post, you may be able to guess how many pairs of shoes I have.  That's right, I have 23 pairs of shoes.  And that's not including flipflops, but since my mom and I share all our flip flops, I figured I didn't need to count those, since that'd put the total at closer to 30.  

So yes, I have a lot of shoes.  I love shoes!