Tuesday, November 13, 2012

The Lucky One

Why in the HELL I continue to torture myself with reading and watching Nicholas Sparks stories is beyond me. I have successfully avoided any such overly romantic bullsh*t for at least a couple months until last night when I watched 'The Lucky One'. (Stupid Redbox and your cheap rentals). I have already read the book (of course) but apparently that wasn't enough.

As I subjected myself to the wonders of predictable love I fell for a few tunes on the soundtrack along with (shamelessly) the blue eyed, overly-hunky, mysterious, manly, and compassionate, male character. Dammit.

You Got What I Need ~ Joshua Radin



What I Wouldn't Do - A Fine Frenzy




Sunday, November 11, 2012

The opposite of love's indifference . . .

"If they only ever talk about themselves the only reason they are talking to you at all is to get in your pants. If they ask questions and invest time in learning about your life, then they actually want to get to know you."

Boom. End of story.

Gotta love it when a conversation about one topic actually clears up a whole lot of bullsh*t about another. Oh yeah, and honest friends. They are the bomb dot com.

Ending this weekend with a hot toddy, cookie, and some chill music. #winning

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Mellow Out

Sometimes you just need to chill the eff out. Right now is the time for music that lowers blood pressure and soothes over the fact that there a million and one things looming on the should-have-already-been-done list. 

Sigur Ros and Dustin O'Halloran radio stations have been a bit of a lifesaver this week. For a variety of reasons.

So hear (pun intended) is a taste of my soundtrack when . . . 

...feelings flip flop. 
...stress pulls in every direction. 
...stacks of homework need to be graded. 
...my inbox has more than 3 emails in it. 

Skin - Sade
In Another Time - Sade
The Safest Hiding Place - Sade
On the Nature of Daylight - Max Richter
Opus 20 - Dustin O'Halloran
El Chupacabra - Alex Grant
We Insist - Zoe Keating
Time and a Half - Mogwai
Breathe Me - Sia
Fjoger Piano - Sigur Ros
Iscariot - Walk the Moon
The Casanova (Remember Love) - Andy Clockwise
Paris Sunrise #7 - Ben Harper
Walk Away - Ben Harper
Too Late - Andrew Duhon
Lifeline - Citizen Cope
Keep Askin' - Citizen Cope
Fixative - David Gray
Forgetting - David Gray
Half Life - Imogen Heap



Skin by Sade

When I found out this love's undone
I was like a gun
Sure as it was over
Felt like nothing good could come
Sure as it's gonna play and play
Like Michael back in the day
I'm gonna peel you away
Now as I begin
To wash you off my skin
I'm gonna peel you away
Cos you're not right within

I love you so
Sometimes love has to let go
So this time don't thing it's a lie
I say goodbye
Now as I begin
To wash you off my skin
I'm gonna peel you away
Cos you're not right within
Now it's time
To wash you off my skin
Now as I begin
It couldn't be right cos you're not right within
I say goodbye









Monday, November 5, 2012

Re: Inspired

Famine, Influence, and Morality should be a wildly outdated piece of writing. It was published in 1971, after all. Surely, in this day and age we have gotten past such horrifying situations. However, I find it to be fascinatingly relevant to my future plans. I found it while poking around on some blogs about the PC.

My usual lack of visual verbalization strikes as I dig further and further into the whys of life. The more I read the more I realize that while I love what I do, I might need to change directions in order to be truly happy.

As I sat across from a new face I had to answer the question "Why do you do it?" in regards to my recent volunteering endeavors. My first reaction was "Why would you even have to ask that?" but instead I fumbled through putting into words a gut feeling that is as inexplicable as much as it is constant.

Basically, if I have worked hard to get to where I am in life then why should I not give back?

As Singer so much more eloquently put it:

"...if it is in our power to prevent something bad from happening, without thereby sacrificing anything of comparable moral importance, we ought, morally, to do it."

From where my deep-rooted derision stems I do not know. I just know that I missed out on the fun of philosophy by being home schooled, and that I feel it to be true with all of my being. My sheer anger when walking through a mall has dissipated to a muted sense of sadness, but it still lingers in the back of my mind.

"People do not ordinarily judge in the way I have suggested they should. Most people reserve their moral condemnation for those who violate some moral norm, such as the norm against taking another person's property. They do not condemn those who indulge in luxury instead of giving to famine relief. But given that I did not set out to present a morally neutral description of the way people make moral judgments, the way people do in fact judge has nothing to do with the validity of my conclusion."

"If this is an explanation of our common distinction between duty and supererogation, however, it is not a justification of it. The moral point of view requires us to look beyond the interests of our own society. Previously, as I have already mentioned, this may hardly have been feasible, but it is quite feasible now. From the moral point of view, the prevention of the starvation of millions of people outside our society must be considered at least as pressing as the upholding of property norms within our society."

I will let you read through the rest of the article if you so choose. Essentially, I just wanted to bookmark one of my forays into philosophy of my own choosing. Reading this made so many of my musings make sense and also to not feel so isolated in my thoughts. 

Also, I am in a nearly constant state of chilled out reflection. Pandora stations of choice: Dustin O'Halloran and Sigur Ros. Found this gem awhile back. Suits life right now. 

On the Nature of Daylight by Max Richter





Video: Yoga in the Airport

One of the silliest and most inspiring views of yoga I have seen in awhile. Hot damn.

One day.

One day.

Click here to enjoy.