Fringe / Alternate Olivia

Okay, is anyone besides me really hating the Alternate Olivia on Fringe?  I mean, I know she’s just doing her job, but, she sucks.

Get away from Peter, heifer, he belongs to the real Olivia.  And Walternate, you leave her alone and let her go back home!

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     I don’t know. Maybe I’m all upset because my name would have either been Faith or Olivia.  I can’t let my almost namesake get

disrespected like this and not say something.  I cannot wait until Thursday and the new Fringe.  I hope Olivia discovers some latent ability to crush heads or levitate stuff or something to help her out of there.

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Giving Thanks 2010

This year, I find that I am most grateful that we all made it. 

I am thankful for:

• my son, who makes me laugh 
• my husband, my heart
• my parents, who are always there even when I’m driving them crazy
• my sister, she always has a few words and and glass of Moscato ready
• my extended family, who love me like their own
• my whole family and friends, may you all be blessed 

     The past ten years, the holidays have spelled loss for my family.  Every time we have gotten together recently it seems, has been for a funeral.  We have lost three grandmothers, three cousins, two friends, an uncle, my godfather, three dogs and most of these seem to come on or around the Thanksgiving and Christmas Holidays.  It has become custom in my family to call around after the first of the year and make sure everyone is still alive.

Doctors Prescribe Tetris For Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - HotHardware

Doctors Prescribe Tetris For Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - HotHardware

Ah-HAH!

Just as I suspected, Tetris is Good For You.

Apparently scientific studies show that Tetris can reduce the amount of traumatic flashbacks induced by traumatic events. I love Tetris, and it's very easy to get a hold of nowadays. If you know someone who has experienced trauma lately, this could be a great Christmas gift. The Gift of Tetris.

      Think of the possibilities: " Mom! I'm not playing.  I'm reducing the trauma of going to school!"

Seriously, this could be a good thing for the military.  Seems like something that the government could implement into the post traumatic syndrome therapy for our returning soldiers very easily and without much expense. Also, those soldiers can easily and cheaply get a copy to play at home when things get rough.  Might be a nice thing for them to suggest for all soldiers coming back.

I have a brother who just got back from Afghanistan.  I know what he's getting for Christmas!

I love it when science and video games collide.

Lesson:  Tetris.  Good!  Polybius: Bad!

Unmanageable: A poem about my hair

Here is my newest poem.  Enjoy and tell me what you think!                                 

          

Unmanageable

I love my skin

I HATE my  HAIR

It's silky smooth

like prickly pear.

It's mocha latte

cinnamon brown.

It's big and  frizzy

Bozo the clown.

It's country apple

tea tree scented

It's like a helmet,

often  dented.

I love my ears

my eyes, my nose

my  full, pink lips

my 2wo big toes.

I love my hips

sway here <---and-------------------------------> there.

I love my skin    but

I hate  my    puffed up

messed up,   sky high

Can't.  Get.  it. Right.

Stupid, stupid HAIR.

Faith Davis

November 19, 2010

It’s just color.

I hate it when people say I’m the whitest black person they know or something to that effect.  News Flash!  This is NOT a complement.  It’s like telling me that somehow because I speak a certain way, dress a certain way, listen to a certain type of music, that I am less than black.  Some people assume that because my husband is white that somehow diminishes my… blackness or something.  I married for love.  Not color.  I don’t appreciate you trying to put me into your neat little box.  To quote a very wise man, “I yam, what I yam.”

The $200 incident

I have been quietly freaking out this week and let me tell you why.  I have tried to register several times and cannot.  I have a hold!
  The dreaded hold.  It  can keep you from getting your grades, getting your money, it can even bar you from scratching your butt.  Just kidding, but that's what it feels like.
   Seniors can register this week beginning on the 15th, however, I could not.  I started having Southwest Tech flashbacks.  I could just see me trying to register, my money right there, and them telling me, "Oh, we thought you could register, but you have to take some tests you haven't studied for, draw up a contract in blood, or give us your first born!" or something.

I am kinda attached to the little stinker, so I guess I'll keep him.

      I have been blowing up the phone at UTM's Financial Aid office all week. Monday was when the storming of the castle began.

Urbanstylz and Brinson’s Open Mike Night, Thursdays

 I have never been to a poetry reading so I didn't really know what to expect.  Angry Activist poets raging at the government or Beatniks in hemp proclaiming their love for sunflowers, nothing wrong with that, but not really my cup.  What I experienced was very different than I expected.
       First you must know, what I went to was an open mike night at a small hole-in-the-wall called Brinson's. I looked up poetry and open mike night on the web and came up with only a few places.  After checking out the Facebook page, I decided to take a chance on them.  I think I passed the place at least 4 times.  I finally found it tucked in a nook on a dead corner of Madison and Danny Thomas.
      The tiny smoky club was as I expected from the outside: a dim little
dive with a small stage, black, round tables, broken baby grand and a room in the back with a single pool table and a tiny bar.  I’ve been to plenty of these places in my single years.

Book Review: The Lives of Hearts by Jane Hirshfield

  While having no particular form of poetry she seems to commit to, unlike Shakespeare's beloved sonnet, Jane Hirshfield plays around with a variety of style and forms.



     In her introductory and title poem, “The Lives of the Heart” (pp.3), she uses a wealth of anaphora while somehow managing to not overwhelm the poem. The anaphora actually helps the poem along. This poem, like so many of her others, are punctuation heavy which calls for a lot of starting and stopping.

The anaphoric phrases served to give the lines a better flow and connection with the other lines.  The use of enjambment, which

Windows Live Writer

I have just installed the lovely Windows Live Writer 2011.  It came as part of my newest suggested updates on my laptop and I said, why not?  So  I decided to try it out.  It’s a nice little desktop program that links to your blog and allows you to write and publish straight from your desktop.  I’ll keep updating on how I like it.  So far, so good.