My moon, the moon my man

Yet another delightfully surprising class on Thursday. Am I that surprised? No. Kashi has these wonderful tricks up her sleeve and pulls them out just in the nick (knick, knic, nic, fhqiefnc?) of time. I say that because just when you think the class is getting ordinary, it does a back flip over your expectations. BAM.

I noticed our decade defining lists mostly comprised of popular culture--the things people liked to do or the trends they liked to follow. I can't decide if this is a bad thing. It's amazing how America leads the way in these "eras." Or at least that's what we think. Somewhere in Transylvania, someone might have their own idea about what defines the '70s. "Ahh yes, remember vampires? And those OUTFITS! HA! Those were the days."

Decorating the house with Bess was a laugh and a half. Some genres were difficult to convey, while others simply fell into place. Being evangelical Christians was a toughy- I ended up questioning whether Jesus would approve of our fabric swatches. Then we were mobsters, perfectly set up as the "boss" and his bewildered nephew trying to please anything with legs. These exercises have tended to be my favorite, simply because it's improv and the possibilities are endless.

Trying to think of the ideal attractiveness and who exemplifies this led to pop culture again! (Except for Barack. You go Barack!) but who's to say politics hasn't merged with pop culture? Join the Red campaign. And Go Green! And what party supports these? And which candidate ate chicken wings last week? With the power of the internet and the world getting smaller and smaller, it's easier to spread large amounts of information, a lot of which is crap.

Our sexual gallavant was...uhh. 'nuff said.

It's interesting to explore what a different culture would consider attractive- i.e. elbows or eyebrows. I think we all just jumped to physical contact because it was easier. But what would flirting in the hopes of getting to touch elbows look like? The world may never know. (Maybe Transylvania?)

I am thrilled to start exploring the world of Electra. This is completely new for me, aside from my Freshman year in high school when we had to read some Greek stuff. ha. The fact I can't remember what we read is sad. BRING IT ON ELECTRA. I've been practicing my evil look. Although Justin told me the dimples throw it off. UNLESS THEY START SHOOTING LAZER BEAMS.

Observing Mr. Tumnus is going swimmingly. I'm probably at the same place I was at the last post.

Love you!

-Katie