Month: December 2010

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Still Useless

Shelly

I called Comcast recently to unsubscribe from Showtime and to upgrade my base package from limited basic to expanded basic (or whatever they’re called now). I missed National Geographic and the Science channel. So tonight, I was sitting on the couch, flipping through the on-screen guide, and I’ll be damned if there’s not a Mormon channel. I don’t know why that strikes me as funny, but it does. It’s right next to the Catholic channel. Only, it has more interesting programming than the Catholic channel–quilting and genealogy and whatnot. There’s also an art channel. Who knew?! So I watched a program this afternoon on Manet’s Le déjeuner sur l’herbe.

Vacation is almost over, and I’m still not feeling motivated to do anything useful.

News & Politics

A Dream

Shelly

I had a dream last night that the Obamas came to game night at a friend’s house. We were playing Apples to Apples, and after one round, Mr. President stood up and said he had to pee. We all laughed. Mrs. Obama asked what was so funny, so I explained to her that Hoosiers always announce when they’re going to the bathroom. Which, of course, means that Mr. Obama must be from Indiana. Take that, birthers!

Photography

You Are Here

Shelly

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After living down here for almost 10 years (has it really been that long?), I finally got around to getting a public library card. With inter-library loan, I haven’t really needed one, since I can get just about anything I want from the IU library. It’s handy to be able to get books at work, but there’s something about the public library that I miss. Plus, I’ve been spending my vacation catching up on reading and needed more books.

I guess this means that I’m officially a Bloomingtonian. Which feels kind of weird. I’ve moved around so much that I’ve never felt connected to any particular place. When people ask where I’m from, I never know how to answer them. Are they asking where I was born or where I grew up? Probably the latter, but I don’t have an easy answer for that, either, because we moved from the southern part of the state to the northern part, then south again, then to the east central area. And now I’m back in southern Indiana, which I guess is as much “home” as anywhere. In any case, it’s where I am, so I may as well pretend it’s Home.