Billy Joel and a "Theolo-Day"

I recently realized that I have not been listening to my Billy Joel album on Sundays...I don't know what that means. I used to listen to Billy Joel every Sunday afternoon. For some reason Sunday was just listen to "The Stranger" on repeat day. I miss "Vienna"...*sighs*...

Anyway, I was brushing my hair, listening to Billy Joel (despite the fact that today is not Sunday...) and I started thinking about theology. I remembered the time that one of my friends and I had our first theological discussion over something that we agreed upon. We declared it "Theolo-Day." It was a good day...we probably celebrated it by eating chocolate (I know part of the celebration involved us scribbling diagrams of what we agreed upon on our other friend's white board...she thought we were drawing Mickey Mouse...anyway...). I think we need to celebrate Theolo-Day again, I'm just not sure how to go about it. Maybe a visit to the Russian Tea House for some proshki and pecan cookies...perhaps a party involving cake and crepe streamers...maybe Chipotle....Yes, I do love food, okay? Yeesh.

Knitting thoughts...

I often find myself knitting when I have things to think about and have the time to knit. There is some sort of psychological connection (for me, anyway) between fiddling around with something and thinking through something else. I don't know why that is...

The world just seems so much simpler when I am sitting here going "knit one, purl one, knit one, purl one, knit one, purl one, knit one, purl one, knit one, purl one..." with my hands while my mind is somewhere else. It's like the fact that I have this simple little thing in my hands that I can create makes the fact that I can't control life and that things out there can get so complicated a little bit easier to not stress out over.

Anyway...I am currently in the middle of a few knitting projects at home (heaven only knows how many I have started at school but haven't finished yet...). Sometimes when I get frustrated with one project, I start another one. Working through the new one often helps me fix my problems with the old one...for example, I was getting very frustrated with my mitten project, so I stopped working on it and began to do some stuff with double pointed needles and yoga socks. By the time I finished the first yoga sock I understood what my problem with my mitten was...happy day!

I think this sort of has a lot to say about how life works. Sometimes you run into problems and it's like you are bashing your head against a brick wall, trying to knock it down. Sometimes a step back from the brick wall shows you the toe-hold that you didn't see before that will help you get over it. Cheezy, yes, I know...

Soda-Pop Fiasco

So...today when I was on break I decided that I wanted to have a soda of some kind or other. I went to the machine in the break room to pay the $.35 that a can of soda costs (I was particularly hoping to have a Dr. Pepper). When I got there, there were little signs semi-covering the regular decals that indicate what kind of soda each button dispenses. They had varying messages such as "Usually Mountain Dew." Another one said something along the lines of "Sometimes Sprite, Sometimes Lemonade." No where did I see a Dr. Pepper button, which made me a little sad, so I pressed the one with the tag "Usually Cherry Coke." I got a Dr. Pepper...I win!

Metaphor Struggle...

The last few days I have been struggling for a metaphor describing one of the ways in which I perceive people... I think I have it!

People are ripples on a giant ocean. All of them are going in different directions because they have been pushed or caused in that direction. A ripple that is compelled towards land will never be happy if it turns out to sea, and vice versa.

I know...crazy INFJ speculations on things that don't matter to other people. I do that. A lot...

Irony and Some Other Stuff...

Have you ever noticed how utterly ironic life can be at times? And please, don't quote the song "Isn't it Ironic?" The only really ironic thing about that song is the fact that none of the situations in it are truly ironic. True irony is saying something like "I hate green Skittles, they are gross," and then opening a bag of skittles to find all of them green. That, people, is an example of situational irony.

Rain on a wedding day is not ironic unless there was some other part to the story that we don't know...Maybe the bride's dress is made out of toilet paper and the forecast for the day was "sunny"...she walks out of the church to find it raining...Maybe the songwriter is a total genius and intended the song to be one big game of verbal irony... I have thought of that, and perhaps that was what she intended. It is a good, catchy tune, she has a lovely voice...

Anyway, here are three good definitions of irony from reference.com:
IRONY
1. verbal irony is when an author says one thing and means something else. 2. dramatic irony is when an audience perceives something that a character in the literature does not know. 3. irony of situation is a discrepancy between the expected result and actual result.

Life is riddled with these three kinds of irony, just keep your eyes and ears open for it. Believe me, you'll begin to recognize it when you see it. You don't need to go out and create irony (that can be disastrous); just keep an eye out for it.
If irony didn't exist, though, I think life would be much more boring...

Side note on Skittles: have you ever noticed that without the green ones, Skittles are a beautiful bouquet of fall colors? Not that green isn't a pretty color. I'm particularly partial to the color green, in fact. I'm just saying that the green Skittles are the least delicious. They are even less delicious when the company decides to make them into the "special edition" skittles with that nasty fake apple flavor. There is very little that I find "special" about nasty apples...but maybe that's just me.