I read Evan's blog. That means that I have been tagged to share 5 interesting or unique things about myself that you may not know. I'm actually pretty boring, so I'm not very interesting nor unique, so this may be somewhat difficult.
1. I have a mini fridge. Magnetically held to this mini fridge are two finger puppets, two images graven in the likeness of Friedrich Nietzsche and Fyodor Dostoevsky. They often have conversations concerning whether Raskolnikov from Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment is an übermensch or if he is all-too-human. When they start to discuss this, I usually try to direct the conversation toward either the similarities between Woody Allen's Crimes and Misdemeanors (and Match Point) and Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment or whether Paul Dano's character "Dwayne" in Little Miss Sunshine is an übermensch just because he doesn't speak (I say no, because he still has desires that are communicated). So that's interesting.
2. Flying doesn't make my arms tired. I flew for the first time on Sunday January, 14. I found that, despite popular opinion, flying does not make my arms tired.
3. I have a towel that is brown on one half and white on the other. The brown side is adorned with the word "BUTT" in big white letters, while the white side has the word "FACE" in big brown letters. This towel is to ensure that once you are out of the shower you do not dry your face with the same part of the towel that you dry your butt with. I think it is an ingenious invention and I thank my Aunt and Uncle for gifting in to me for my birthday. Now I can leave all worries behind while I dry off after a shower.
4. I like to put peanuts in my Coke. It's good, try it.
5. Thursday is laundry day. I get up in the morning and put all of my dirty clothes and my laundry detergent into my army bag and walk to the laundry mat. I fill two loads and pay the $1.50 per load. Then I walk down the road to Big Fat Burrito and get a 12 inch steak burrito. After I finish the burrito, I return to the laundry mat to put my laundry in the dryer. I then venture out again and do my grocery shopping. I usually buy sourdough bread, cheddar cheese, broccoli, apples, blueberries, and milk for the week. I put all of this in my army bag and walk it home, where I then, after putting all of my groceries in their proper place, exchange my bag for my clothes basket. Subsequently, I return to the laundry mat to remove my clothes from the dryer, fold them, and place them into my laundry basket for the return trip home. When I arrive back home, I put the clothes in their proper places and then sit on my butt for the remainder of the day.
I told you that I was uninteresting and lack uniquetitude.
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Wow. With all the entertainment you have in your apartment, its a wonder you ever venture out at all! I would love to be around for a matching wits of Nietzsche and Dostoevsky--sounds like a good time. Though I would probably need the visual of them participating in full finger-puppet-ness...
Usually they end up discussing Raskolnikov's lack of health, but physical and psychological, and how to be an übermensch he must have, as Kaufmann writes, "the ability to overcome disease."
There is also some discussion of Raskolnikov's faith and his eventual salvation that comes through a prostitute, whose faith eventually convinces Raskolnikov that, according to Ivan Karamazov, God is not dead and all is not permitted (even the killing of an evil, old pawnbroker to use her money for good).
In the end they usually agree that Raskolnikov is not an übermensch because he does not use his will to overcome the standards of the all-too-human, he fails to transcend his "animalic" nature, and fails to arrive at the Nietzschean ideal of übermensch. But Nietzsche is alright with that because, according to Zarathustra, "What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not an end: what can be loved in man is that he is an overture and a going under." The übermensch may guide us in the process of becoming which we undergo in our lives, but it is not an end that we can actually reach.
Then the conversation usually shifts to whether Raskolnikov serves as an example of the dangers of breaking the bindings to conventional standards of morality, the dangers to "break, break, you lovers of knowledge, the old tablets" of values which "hang over every people."
This is all to say that when they start talking, I shut up and listen, as this is all over my head. And furthermore, they don't match wits in English, and I can barely even read German, let alone comprehend spoken German or Russian.
Wow. Laundry day seems exciting too. Altho I still don't understand why someone would want to pay for laundry when they know they can do it for free at a friends house.
Also, the link to Evan's blog doesn't work. Put http:// before the name of the blog and it should.
StuB
wow. no wonder you were in such a good mood on Thursday. Clean laundry and a (mini)fridge full of (non-moldy) cheese.
I actually only stopped in Neverland for a short layover (and a quick dinner on the Jolly Roger) on my way to Grand Rapids.
Hm. I thought you stopped in Cleveland. I didn't know Cleveland could be mistaken for Neverland!
I actually had 2 layovers, one in Neverland and one in Cleveland. After Neverland, I went on to Cleveland and I ended up insane. Bought a borrowed suit and learned to dance. I was spending money like the way it likes to rain.
So the itinerary was Toronto - Neverland - Cleveland, the mistake by the lake - the New GRusalem.
Find and identify (both artist and song) the song lyrics in this comment and you 2,347,190 points.
Ryan Adams, Oh My Sweet Carolina.
Oh Chris, the points possible on my blog aren't nearly as easy to get.
What can I redeem these for?
What can you redeem with these points? Your soul. And this only takes a googolplex points. With a googol being greater than the number of elementary particles in the known universe and a googolplex being a one followed by a googol zeroes, it seems to me that it is going to take you quite a bit of time to redeem your soul.
So what were you saying about how hard it was to get points on your blog?
I learned at an advanced age NEVER to dry my face on the center of a towel. Just wanted to save you the horror.
You have inspired me to make magnetic finger puppets of Heathcliff and Cathy. I'll have to make new ones everyday, as I will find new and improved ways of killing them off every single day. Never in my life have I hated characters in a book as much as I hate those two. Wuthering Heights is an horrid read.
The Aunt
www.judyh58.blogspot.com
I'm stealing your laundry next week.
Just so you know.
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