It'd be so cool.
It's amazing what an escape fantasy can be for people. All of our imaginations and dreams embodied in literature, movies, and games. Even more importantly, things we never knew we wanted or had imagined appear in the realms of fantasy. I never knew I wanted a movie about aliens trapped in a ghetto until I saw District 9. I never knew I wanted a story about a magician trapped on an island until I read (thought have yet to see) The Tempest. I still DON'T want a story about a whiny wanna-be glitter girl who thinks she loves a vampire and a werewolf. But people share their imaginations with us nonetheless and sometimes they really appeal and sometimes they really don't.
But we like our escapes. Star Wars is one of my favorite universes and its nice to relive the movies, books, and video games that rules my childhood and still shape my imagination. To some, they just don't get Star Wars (I know, I was surprised too)! To others, Harry Potter is the end all be all of imaginative worlds. To others is the universes of Marvel or DC or both. Some people really get into shows like Battlestar Galactica and others dismiss it as frack and prefer fantasy like Weeds and True Blood. I don't really have a point to make or a conclusion to draw from my observation but its just nice to acknowledge and enjoy our fantasy escapes.
For something more real, tomorrow is MLK, JR Day. I find myself getting so excited for the holiday Monday and a much needed break from a hectic last two weeks that I had completely forgotten WHY we have the holiday. They reflected on it at Mass today and got me thinking about how much things have changed in the over 40 years since his death. I can't imagine living in those times of fear, anxiety and chaos, where the world you thought you know changed so much. Some of those changes were for the better, like steps toward battling prejudice and sharing the same rights to all. Some were for the worse, like an increased resorting to military might. Regardless, I truly believe the world is sooo soo sooo much better thanks in part to MLK, Jr. While I don't think we are near the vivid particulars of his dream, I think he has given us the gift of hope, that even when terrible things happen, like bullyings, shootings and wars, we as a people can still be accepting, and respond with love. I will try to keep this in mind tomorrow and maybe have more to say next week.
I haven't been sharing that many stories about Brock because for the most part there has been much out of the ordinary. I do have this little anecdote to share, which happened tonight actually. I come home with my dinner from the new Mexican restaurant around the corner and see Brock sitting as usual in his underwear watching TV. It is rare that I watch television but I thought I'd sit next to him and eat my food and keep him company. He was watching the Golden Globes which weren't particularly entertaining at the time but good enough for me and a 20 minute meal. Halfway through Brock comments its ironic that you and I are here watching this while Clark, the film buff, is not. I said I agreed and that it was funny how we never seem to watch TV together. Soon after Brock got up and left, too. I found myself looking around going how did I end up watching a show I don't care about when both my roommates would be infinitely more interested in it. I felt like I'd be tricked into caring about television, at least for a little while. I turned it off and went to my room, ending the roomie bonding.
On the Summercamp side, we've been recruiting for new RAs plus my mountain of other things to take care of so its been really hectic reading apps doing interview plus my other work. Add a departmental meeting on Tuesday and the funeral for my friend on Friday and I am still behind. So in the spirit of being behind, I share a story from last year: Naysayer P. Squirrel, Banana Slug and I were sitting outside at a table in the middle of the residence halls. Naysayer had just finished threatening me (like usual) that if I ever pranked him or snuck up on him or anything like that he'd punch me in the face. We had been talking about Halloween, his favorite holiday, and how he once hit a guy who tried to scare him in a haunted house. Banana Slug chuckled and said OK, I have to get back to work. As we watched her leave I noticed one of the supervisors, who we shall call Princess Predator, wandering toward us. Naysayer wasn't facing him but I was. I remarked Oh, look here comes Princess, but Naysayer didn't look up. As Princess Predator came closer, he snuck up behind Naysayer and whispered something like Hello handsome. But it really sounded like HelloOW!! because Naysayer flipped out and punched him in the face. Yes, he clocked a supervisor square in the cheek. I think the funniest part is how Princess is so proud of how he works out and is in good shape. TKO! OK he wasn't really knocked out but long story short Naysayer felt defensive, Princess Predator was understanding but had to go home to slap a steak on his face, I was laughing nonstop for the next 10 minutes, and Banana Slug was very sad she missed the whole thing.
As a final two notes for today's post, first Brock can hear my typing and wants me to spill my secrets so here's a secret:
I've never read Lord of the Rings and have no intention to because I don't like JRR Tolkien's writing style. As an English major, it hurts me to say I'd rather just watch the movie.
Note two, the funeral for my friend on Friday was very nice. It was good to reminisce about how she touched all our lives and it was tragically beautiful to see how many young people arrived to support her. I will miss her very much but I have no doubt in my mind that this wonderful person in smiling down on us in heaven.
That's all for now, until next week!!
-JTY
Listening to: Funeral for a Friend- Elton John. My favorite song of his and one of my favorite songs of all time.
Reading: I'm supposed to by the next installment of 100 Bullets tomorrow... fingers crossed!
Playing: Jedi Academy to fill my lightsaber needs haha!
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