Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Thoughts On Photography

I'm bored in class.  It's true.  I admit that I'm not paying one bit of attention.  Will this come back to bite me in the butt?  Obviously. 

I tried to think of something funny to draw, but my creativity is gone.  I tried to think of something not so funny to draw, but I'm too lazy to try to make something that's actually good.  Thus, I started Stumbling.  I came across a website full of old black and white pictures of people and things on city streets.  Then I got to thinking.  Well I've thought this before, but this time I thought that I would put what I was thinking on Merp so that you can think about it...because I'm bored...in class...not paying attention...

So here's what I think:

While digital cameras are great and all (very easy to use, efficient, less expensive than having pictures developed), I feel that they take away from what's so special about photos.  Pictures used to be treasured and unique because you were lucky enough to catch that one moment that vanished in a millisecond.  Now you can just put your camera on the action setting and get a sequence of a dozen pictures of the one event.  You can store thousands of pictures on your computer and flip through them and delete them anytime you want. It's just not as special when you have a hundred pictures of one evening.  Personally, I prefer the old photo album or shoebox full of one of a kind pictures that you treasure and take special care of.  I like looking through each and every one, taking my time to go through them and reminisce. I especially love old yellowed photos of my parents and grandparents, like the one that Mom says is a picture of my grade school aged grandma with her pet chicken. 

Don't get me wrong, I'm just a snap-happy as anyone.  Just check out my Facebook page and you'll find more pictures of me and my friends from the same night out at a bar than you'd ever care to see.  So many that you'll just fly through them because they're all pretty much the same as the last.  But it's at least nice when I pick out just a couple pictures to actually print out and save.  Many of you probably don't agree with me, but then, I've always tended toward excessive nostalgia. 

Monday, March 14, 2011

Sunday, March 13, 2011

The Secret Evil of Snow

    Well, it's snowing.  Snowing!  I'm really rather pissed off. It's the middle of March!  There should be crocuses and tulips coming up.  There are flowers at home, and there's cherry blossoms in DC.  But here?  Snow, snow, snow, snow, snow.  If this were happening back in January, I'd be all for it, but as it stands, I have a bone to pick with Mother Nature.  I've been furiously glaring out the window to no avail.  It just keeps coming!  Actually, I blame it on us humans for causing Climate Change.  The snow even has the audacity to annoy my roommates by forcing me to rant and rave!  Plus, the snow is forcing me to blog instead of study, thereby ruining my veterinary education!  Oh, this is a devilish snow! 

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

If Humans Were Production Animals

    Let me start out by saying that I have nothing against using animals as a source of food and fiber.  I have a lot of respect for all the farmers who work hard to produce meat for us to buy and materials for our clothes.

   Now, that being said, I find it funny to think what it would be like if we used humans to produce these things.  What started me on this train of thought?
1. This new breast milk ice cream thing they've got going on in London (really weird in my opinion)
2. Studying for my Production Medicine exam. I learned that one ram is capable of breeding 30-40 ewes. 

What if we used human men that way?

And then after all the women had their babies, we'd be able to collect milk from them.

And one thing everyone has naturally is hair, so just think about all the awesome new fabrics we could create!
So if for some reason, all the animals were to die, I guess we have ourselves as back up.  :)

Hair: The Story of Your Life

    A conversation with one of my froommates the other day got me to thinking about hair.  As a girl with long hair, I realized that it tells the story of the last couple years of my life.  I guess I already knew this, what with drug tests being able to use hair samples to see how long ago you used and all, but I had never really pondered it before.  With the exception of a couple trims here and there, I haven't had a drastic hair cut in at least 2 and a half years.  That got me to thinking.  While some of my hair has been on a road trip that encompassed 11 states, some of it has never left Kansas.    The ends of my hair had a different boyfriend than my roots do.  Some of my hair has never been swimming, or experienced summer, or been in a fancy up-do.  Just something to think about.