dilettante days
hello, world!

so perhaps before posting more random links and/or poems beloved from childhood, i’ll introduce myself. hello! i am elizabeth. there, it is done.

i plan to use this space to, in the words of nick, “curate a gallery” of internet-things. or make a basket of them. whatever the terminology, it is just this: my internets, shared with you. so, here it goes.
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» Inactivity Is Harmful, Even With Trips to the Gym - NYTimes.com

hilarious how on the morning that i read this, i lead the most sedentary lifestyle possible. it is 4 pm and i am still in pjs - and happy as a clam. not happy, however, when i am forced to sit in front of a screen for hours on end because of school or work.
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» Obama's Remarks in Tuscon

he’s back, with the beautiful words. 

“Rather than pointing fingers or assigning blame, let us use this occasion to expand our moral imaginations, to listen to each other more carefully, to sharpen our instincts for empathy, and remind ourselves of all the ways our hopes and dreams are bound together… 

 So sudden loss causes us to look backward – but it also forces us to look forward, to reflect on the present and the future, on the manner in which we live our lives and nurture our relationships with those who are still with us. We may ask ourselves if we’ve shown enough kindness and generosity and compassion to the people in our lives. Perhaps we question whether we are doing right by our children, or our community, and whether our priorities are in order. We recognize our own mortality, and are reminded that in the fleeting time we have on this earth, what matters is not wealth, or status, or power, or fame – but rather, how well we have loved, and what small part we have played in bettering the lives of others.

That process of reflection, of making sure we align our values with our actions – that, I believe, is what a tragedy like this requires.”
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» how technology could maybe simplify my life: NYT's 10 ways to get the most out of technology article

follow the link to see the article. maybe it should be my goal to do all these things in 2011.
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I am cherry alive, by Delmore Schwartz

“I am cherry alive,” the little girl sang,

Each morning I am something new:

I am apple, I am plum, I am just as excited

As the boys who made the Hallowe’en bang:

I am tree, I am cat, I am blossom too:

When I like, if I like, I can be someone new,

Someone very old, a witch in a zoo:

I can be someone else whenever I think who,

And I want to be everything sometimes too:

And the peach has a pit and I know that too,

And I put it in along with everything

To make the grown-ups laugh whenever I sing:


And I sing: It is true; It is untrue;

I know, I know, the true is untrue;

The peach has a pit,

The pit has a peach:

And both may be wrong

When I sing my song,

But I don’t tel the grown-ups: because it it sad,

And I want them to laugh just like I do

Because they grew up

And forgot what they knew

And they are sure

I will forget it some day too.

They are wrong. They are wrong.

When I sang my song, I knew, I knew!

I am red,

I am gold,

I am green,

I am blue,

I will always be me,

I will always be new!”
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