So unless you were one of about seven possible people, that title probably made next-to-no sense. It's a reference from (surprise!) a camp skit entitled Philip Glass Buys a Loaf of Bread. I've never actually listened to the music by the actual Philip Glass, but I know it's classical. A little bit was piano, flowing, and didn't seem like the play one bit. The play was like a bunch of repeating pieces strung together in interesting ways. The five or so characters only had a few different lines, and a lot of them were one or two words, but they repeated so much and in so many different ways it made a spectacularly cool plot. "Time." "Is." "A Moment." "Sir," was repeated probably the most. And when you think about it a little, time is a moment. Or many moments. I don't know about you, but I don't remember my life in a big long flowing wave of time. I remember the moments.
So what moment is it now? Well actually, it's that time of year where I realize there's about seven thousand things I need to get done. I turn into this lady. Trust me, she's not fun to be around.
So I start with the list-making, I start with the panic-organizing* of my room. I know I'm in my second year of high school now, but I still feel like it would be useful for teachers to send us those lists of school supplies like they used to. I just have to guess around, get some binders and a few notebooks. Usually I end up dragging my mom back to staples for round two, once I know what I really need. I also have to read another summer book, so far I've read Bean Trees, the required book, and "Einstein's Dreams," which sounds dorky but is actually really cool. Fitting in with the theme of time today, (oh hey, I didn't even realize that) it pictures all the ways the world could possibly be. What if time flowed completely backwards? What if there was a place at the center of the world where time was at it's slowest and things were faster from that point? What if people higher up off the ground aged slower than people living right in the valleys? It's all pretty crazy stuff to think about.
Also, my camera broke. It still looks fine, but when you turn it on the viewing screen is completely broken. It looks like a broken window with random ugly rainbow lines on it. And technically it still takes the picture but you have practically no idea of what the picture looks like until you upload it. Come to think of it, that would make an interesting photo project - blind photos. But even so, I don't have my camera with me to document whatever happens to be going on. It's really been bothering me more than it should, considering I was never and never will be a photographer. Here for example, was a blind photo that I took, although it easily could have been something I took if I could see what I was doing. TA-DA
Yeah, I took that without being able to see what I was shooting at all. Well this has been a very unnecessarily long post, and quite frankly, I'm starving. Time for a delicious lunch of toast and veggie sausage! (Oh yeah, and somehow I'm still a vegetarian. Well the world's worst vegetarian, but it's something.)
*Panic-organizing ~ placing large amounts of STUFF from the floor on chairs, shelves, and under the bed. Possibly trying to categorize things together so I can feel like there's some order in my life. Letters, duct tape, return address stickers, and summer reading lists can all be thrown in that blue bucket, right? Of course right.
