Showing posts with label Deep Questions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Deep Questions. Show all posts

Friday, April 15, 2011

BEDA: Day 15

I'm sleep-typing but I promise I'll have something intriguing, and charming tomorrow.

Please still be my friend? *puppy dog face*

Song that is so stuck in my head right now it's not even funny:

Friday - Rebecca Black

I'm so sorry, but it is.  I'll spare you the pain of having  your eardrums bursting by not linking the song today.  I hope your dreams aren't crushed.

PS - note to self, is writing "BEDA" a the beginning of each post necessary?

Sunday, April 10, 2011

BEDA: Words

There's so many words that someone can use to describe something.  Think for a moment about how many different words you know.  How many others have you heard?  And there's still more.  Shakespeare invented over 17,000 words as he wrote, and that was centuries ago.  To be able to even articulate is astonishing because my dog can only croon.  Miraculously, we can speak, and other people want to listen.  We have to choose carefully, but still be ourselves and the words we use could mean everything.  Or they could mean nothing.  It's really up to you.  Think about what you're hearing, and then think about what you're understanding.  Then come and tell me what our society is.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

BEDA: April 2, 2011



Tell me, can you understand life as it happens, or do you have to look back on an event to fully understand?  Is there really a full comprehension going on when you're confused?  Take a conversation, for example; a conversation with a friend about a fight over... I don't know... Some social situation... A dance? Your friend comes up to you and starts talking rapidly at you about who-knows-what, and you're just hearing the words.  The names, or the praises and you just can't process.  Does that happen?  Or do you actually speak Teenage Girl?  Anyway, just a though I had.
Today I went for a walk with my dogs, Fenway and Parker, and... meh.  I'm not the biggest fan of being towed down a sidewalk by relatively heavy dog.  Not. A. Fan.

Okay, I'm good.  Orange Soda tastes yummy.

I'm gonna go watch Doctor Who now.

DON'T JUDGE ME.

Fine... judge.  See what I care.  Just wait until unicorns are growling in your window at night.  Then you can tell me if you still judge me.

LOL.