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So here I am at 11:26 trying desperately to write my paper, yet while I have what seem like brilliant ideas, my fingers stop just short of the keyboard...and poof I'm distracted. While I really like my topic, which probably just emphasizes what a huge dork I am, I can't get over anything long enough to actually put ideas on paper and form a ( Read more... )

My family is very ritual oriented. We have odd traditions, like reading the Iliad as a bedtime story to kids or writing emails to emulate different famous authors. But the rituals are more interesting. Every New Year's Day when I'm at my mom's house in Texas, we have a ritual meal. When all of us stagger out of bed, we usually find my Grandfather ( Read more... )

So we have discussed myth in movies since the first day in class, but I really believe that myth is literally in everything. This goes beyond Callsso's "precedent behind every action" because it pervades the usually quite secular dull of professions and domestic appliances. Maybe I should back up and explain what I'm talking about. One of my close ( Read more... )

Yeah I know my ejournal is random and out of order, thanks to my earlier site dying before it was officially born. So I apologize for the madness. I want to talk about my biggest nemesis since I moved to Montana. It's not a person, although I could spend a whole entry about those who annoy me to no end. Rather, it is the evil, slick surface that ( Read more... )

This Spring Break was truly mythic in so many ways. I went to a music festival called South by Southwest in my old hometown of Austin, Texas. For those of y'all who don't know this amazing gathering, here are the basics: annual music, film and Over 1200 unsigned or publicity-needing bands attend to play hour long shows, make connections, and ( Read more... )

Santa Claus, the epitome of a jolly old grandfather who spoils you rotten. The sad part is that I don't really remember thinking of him as a magical character. I'm sure i must have, my family loves myth and magic way too much to deprive their kids of the feelings of awe and wonderment(not quite sure if that's a word, but it expresses what I trying ( Read more... )

So, first memory, well since it took place nineteen years ago, the details are kinda sketchy and I'm sure my brain has filled in gaps with more mythological themes. I was about four, we were living on Long Island, New York and it was a hot summer day and my brother and the two older neighbor girls decided that it would be a great idea to test out ( Read more... )