When I was little, I used to love the scene in "The Sound of Music," where Julie Andrews is twirling around, surrounded by un-ending, rolling hills. I also really liked the song in Disney's "Beauty and the Beast" where Belle sang, "There must be more than more than this provincial life!" (and you're also not allowed to make fun of me, as my childhood ideals are now grandfathered in). Somehow that romanticism stuck with me, and while I believe people can change, I also think there's a lot about us that remains consistent. I'm glad my childish sense of adventure has been one of the constants. There is so much to do and see and the idea that I still have the time and opportunity to do so makes me happier than the fact that I'll never actually get around to really doing it all. Aside from that, I'm a pretty enthusiastic girl, making strides in fighting off cynism and embracing possibility. Thinking that anything and everything is possible (even if it truly isn't), makes me a lot happier than any other alternative.
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People who support this cause:
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Music:
A list of music that reminds me of different times in my life:
more recent interests include Ratatat, Air, and Hall and Oates "Private Eyes" while biking to campus; Jilian Welch, Beck's "The Information" and "Sea Change," The , Rilo Kiley and Jenny Lewis's stuff (will eventually take me back to last semester), Julieta Venegas and Devotchka will always remind me of moving into my sweet new home with my two awesome (and latina!) roomies; also listenig to Paul Simon, Calexico, and Spoon in my office while fretting over database woes; Manu Chao live on Archaeology digs; The Cure, Gorillaz, The Killers, and Bloc Party as I made the westward (AZ) move leaving eveything I knew behind; Billie Holiday, Frank Sinatra, Postal Service,and Franz Ferdinand on walks with Sophie, surrounded by peacocks in my south miami neighborhood; The Beatles White Album, Sargeant Peppers, and Dark Side of the Moon while most likely fighting with Chris; Back-packing Europe post college graduation to Black Eyed Peas and the fucking universal "gasolina" song that knows no continent; Bebel Gilberto and Yo La Tengo while writing grad-school papers that could always be better; Shakin' it to "Your Love" by the Outfield while having a fabulous (single) time with my (single) girlfriends; skipping highschool bio with Marie with Dave Matthews on the tape player; Tu-Pac in the Everglades; Jurassic 5, The Strokes, Elliot Smith, The Rentals, and The Aquabats got me through my freshman year of undergrad; Radio Head's The Bends, Kid-A, and Fionna Apple playing in the background while teaching my (10 or so) friends to drive (in my car!--damn trail blazer); decorating mine and Elena's childhood tree-house to Blind Melon and the Breeders; transitioning into highschool to the beat of The Pixies, (yes, indeed) The Spice Girls, (forever classic) Sublime and Weezer, The Pet Shop Boys, Lime's "Angel Eyes;" My older sister's influential musical (among other things) genuis: Sebadoh, Guided by Voices, Animal Collective, Portishead, Queen, The Doors, Dee-Light, Nirvana, Belle and Sebastian, and (haha) Hole; The never-ending "American-Pie" song to go with the never-ending road trip from Miami to the Grand Canyon; Celia Cruz, Willie Chirino, and even Buena Vista Social Club to keep my inner Cubana in check; The Shins, "Alithea" by Grateful Dead and The Police (box set)take me back to making very adult, very independent decisions; Christmas with the Cranberries; My single-mother's music choice while raising two daughters: The Cars and The Talking Heads; Weekends (and every other Wednesday) with my Dad consisting of The Monkeys and pretty much any cheezy but classic oldie...and certainly much, much more.
Television:
I own the box set of "All in the Family"--it's a great show. So is "The Office" for that matter. I cried when "Mr. Rogers" died, even though the show gave me nightmares as a kid.
I once met a reality TV producer for Nanny 911, or some shit like that. NANNY 911!!!!!! Buh-damn.
Books:
I started a summer book club that's off to an interesting start. First book we read was Gabriel Garcia Marquez's "Love in the Time of Cholera," followed by Cormac McCarthy's "The Road," then "The Poisonwood Bible," and currently: Miranda July's "No One Belongs Here More Than You." We meet about every two weeks somewhere in the valley. If you're looking for some summer fun/down time, anyone and everyone is welcome to join.
Heroes:
Ursula A. Tavarez. animal lovers, (real) environmentalists, people who can put their selfish desires on hold (at least 51% of the time)for some greater good. If it's any less than 50% not only are you NOT my hero, you're an asshole. :)
