Dear blog, While you served me well before as a helpful outlet for media musings, the time has now come for a shift in purpose. What I need now is the chance to use you as a plowed field for my thought showers-- where sprinkles of interest can turn embryo theses into fruitful article ideas. Let me explain: Peer-reviewed empirical research articles (wowza) are helpful sources of knowledge for those in their respective fields. If you're in-the-know, you'll know a lot. However, to those unfamiliar with the jargon of social science (AKA 99.999%, SD= .001, of people on earth) that information, presented in that way, is not very helpful. So, here I will throw down all the ideas I have for articles to be published in normal-person-speak so that I can learn how to communicate all the information I'm being given to those around me. Thanks again, blog, for all you've done! Here's to a few more years! Katey
As I'm in (albeit the end of) my college years, I figure I will never have more time than I do now for reflection and contemplation. The prime time for these endeavors? While walking. To and from home, to and from class and work-- optimal, unfettered Time. And yet, reflect and contemplate aren't verbs I'd use all that often since my eyes and mind are either on the phone, on the laptop, or listening to some audio something. The result of this is disengagement, a sense of lost time, and boredom. In an effort to take advantage of my university time that remains, and to reclaim the glories of nostalgic childhood imagination-generating boredom, I've decided to try to get rid of my en-route distractions. While I'm walking I will either not listen to anything, using the time instead to be one with my thoughts (or the honking cars next to me, either one!) or use it for prosocial ends such as talking with a loved one on the phone. I will be accountable for my time. Min...
Confession time: I binged. Prior to this weekend I'd only watched (I think) about 2 TV episodes and only a few movies (and those were with friends). This weekend however, I had a dangerous mix: a pinch of free time, a dash of mindless jobs around the house to do, and a heaping spoonful of scary assignments that I wanted to avoid. All these concocted in a way that overpowered my self-control and had me drinking in episode after episode of the West Wing. In my defense, the Vice President had just resigned, the president's daughter was captured, there was a serious terrorist threat, and Donna was asked if she loved Josh. It seemed my patriotic, and personal obligation to see each of these things through to the end. But even as I was watching the show I couldn't help but wonder, "What is it about TV Shows in a time of stress and inactivity that makes it hard to click the red x in the corner of my browser instead of 'Next Episode'?" 1) I think TV is ...
Agree x4! Is there anything more magically nostalgic than Christmas music? I don't think so! Love this time of year ♥
ReplyDeleteYes! I love Christmas music!
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