some kind of divine retribution, perhaps

As of yesterday, I am a firm believer in the concept of karma. (Disclaimer: the Westernized concept, at least. After taking a class on new religious movements I am very much aware how many Eastern religious concepts are Westernized to such an extent that they are barely recognizable. End disclaimer.) Why, you ask? Well…

Yesterday, I was biking with a friend. We were engaging in the common, but very unkind, practice of snarkily talking about people on the street. There was a man on the other side of the street that we were, I’m sorry to say, somewhat loudly making fun of. Bad move. Because in the next moment, I meant to turn to the right, my friend meant to turn to the left, and our bikes collided. Not only did we look very stupid (eliciting some pointed comments from several construction workers standing by, who pretty much told us we should have been minding our own business instead of dissing other people since we clearly needed all our brain cells to bike), I also needed a new front wheel for my bike.

Yeah. Luckily the bike repair shop at the university had a couple of second-hand spare wheels lying around, so that only cost me 15 euros. Nevertheless, I felt extremely silly and have vowed to stop with the snarky comments. I’m not sure what kind of deity arranged for my bike accident (the third in two years!), but I’m kind of afraid I won’t be let off with a warning next time, but will face a lightening bolt from the sky..

Gary Larson

or, God forbid, a piano.




The children’s menu: the death of civilization

A restaurant owner opines on the importance of the dining experience.

Mr. Marzovilla welcomes young children at his restaurant, even discounts their meals on Sunday evenings, and is not above serving a simple appetizer portion of pasta to please little ones. But he has strong opinions about food, and about the messages parents convey to their offspring through what they eat. Children’s menus aim too low, he argues — they’re a parenting crutch.

I think this is true. I always wonder why kid’s menus are of the chicken nuggets and fries variety. There’s so much more kid-friendly food out there! I think it’s kind of like how kids can be well behaved in public places, as long as you take them there regularly and show them what you expect of them from a young age on. My elementary school constantly organized field trips to museums and symphonies and performances, and I think we were pretty well behaved. Of course, we had endless lessons to prepare us for that! (To this day, I remember the lesson that you always, always, always clap after a performance. If you didn’t like it, you can clap softly – but you do clap. And it still shocks me when someone doesn’t do so. Indoctrinated much?)

And now, the bridge to today’s Thankful Tuesday: life is good because my parents never just fed us hotdogs and fries, but made us eat all kinds of veggies and other supposedly non-kid-friendly stuff, and took us to museums and performances and all kinds of fun things. I’m pretty sure I’m a better adult for it, and I plan to do the same for my kids.

what’s not to like?

Although I am not a math nerd, I do like the comics on Especially this one.

I am a big Calvin and Hobbes fan and thought the format looked familiar! I love being surprised by intertextuality.

EDIT: I couldn’t help but post the next comic as well. I’ve always wished for a hill behind my house, a toboggan, and Hobbes on the back. I’m sure I would have solved the world’s problems by now. To see what I’m talking about,