Thursday, September 24, 2009

Model United Nations

When I was in high school, there was nothing I liked more than a good Model United Nations tournament. Whether I was representing Djibouti or Brazil, I was going to make my voice heard, regardless of the feelings of those representing the United States, China or one of those other traditional powers. So I can understand how Gaddafi felt, excited that he finally had the chance to put it all on the line at the UN.

And put it all on the line he did - from calling out the permanent members of the security council as the terror council, tearing up the UN Charter, alledging the Swine Flu was born in a military laboratory for weapons purposes, chiding the delegates for being "tired", or heaping praises on President Obama (who Gaddafi feels should be the U.S.'s "President for Life"), Gaddafi took no prisoners in his 100 minute address before the UN.

This speech, of which I only could find a 10 minute excerpt, should serve as a model for all future MUNers who want to know how to make their point heard and be remembered. Who cares if you are being remembered for crazy....

Of course, this is coming from a man who also filed a motion at the UN to abolish Switzerland... (see story at

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

"I Will Arise and Go Now"

I spoke with Grammy tonight on the phone. She is not doing well. Sadly, her health has not improved at all since I left North Carolina.

I thought today might be similar to yesterday in that a few words from an old favorite poem might make it better. Although my thoughts are about a lake called Norman, not a lake called Innisfree, Yeats words and my feelings are the same -

"And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

"I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake waters lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core."

** For an added treat, you can hear the poet himself, William Butler Yeats, reading his poem.(Thanks to Abby for the link!)

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

"You Shall Above All Things Be Glad And Young..."

When I was in my school days, I carried around my father's old 35 mm camera that I didn't know how to work properly. My photos, like my complexion, lacked perfection, but that camera was my constant companion in trips all over the state of Utah. Sometimes alone, sometimes with others (or a succession of different people), I visited a few places time and time again during the course of my seven years in Utah. These favorite haunts still appear in my dreams in the muted colors reflected in my poor photography skills. I don't know why I don't see the colors of Utah more vibrantly in my dreams. Perhaps my recollections have faded and the only recollections that I have of these places are the ones that I can observe when I have occasion to look at my old photographs.

This is how I see my favorite old haunts:

Lower Calf Creek Falls in the Escalante Grand Staircase National Monument:

Provo River and Provo Canyon in Early Autumn:

Little Wildhorse Canyon in the San Rafael Swell:

Mt. Timpanogos in Early Spring:
Kolob Canyon in Zion National Park:
The Needles in Canyonlands National Park:
Because it has been many years since I have visited these places that brought me so much happiness and moments of enlightenment, in my dreams I still have that earnestness of youth when I see them; the kind of earnestness I keep hoping will pop back into my head because it reminds me of being at peace with a moment. I see myself, not seeing the muted faded colors of my pictures, but as if I am viewing the shocking brightness of reds, blues and greens. I see the version of myself who sees the vibrancy, aware that in that one moment, the world seems right and good. In my head that feeling looks like this:

Out of focus, imperfect, but content.

Sunny Days and Bright Eyes

I like this photo taken of David and I at Melissa and Jordan's wedding last fall because of how bright our eyes look in it. I had forgotten all about this photo, until recently stumbling on it while looking through some old photo directories on my computer. I have been feeling so tired lately, unable to sleep at night, so the bright eyes are a nice reminder of what it feels to be awake. My bright-eyed puppy, Knightley has been slow to recover from his own eye issues and now has developed an ulcer on his cornea. I am hoping that his eyes recover quickly as well, because looking at his eyes when healthy bring alot of happiness to my own.

I also stumbled across this photo of Melissa on her wedding day. And I just felt the need to post again how beautiful she looked.

Friday, September 11, 2009


What I could go for right now --

Pretty much EVERYTHING in the Pringle of Scotland Fall/Winter 09 and Resort 09 Collections. Literally. Everything.

Friday, September 04, 2009

Important Library Reminders

A few take aways from this -

1. Librarians may appear to have British accents, but the angrier that you make them, the more those "accents" seem to disappear.

2. Cookie Monster should have been referred to me. I keep the cookies in my desk.

3. Cookie Monster's comprehension skills do not differ too much from many law students when you tell them that not everything can be found on Westlaw.