Friday morning gym, elliptical: interval program
1mi @ 11:something
2mi @ 23:something
2.55mi @ 30min
I did FreeRice.com more thoughtfully on Friday and progressed much better than I did on Thursday. (I am also starting to learn some new words just because the site times out and they reuse words sometimes.) At Level 47 I mostly had no clue (ditto 46). I did get amaurosis  = blindness, because I thought of amanuensis1, which reminded me of the term "amanuensis" from my Milton class.
I correctly guessed that sprat = small herring, so the "Jack Sprat could eat no fat . . ." nursery rhyme now particularly amuses me.
I also correctly guessed littleneck  = quahog, because thanks to Family Guy I knew what a "quahog" was (have never heard the term "littleneck").
Heh, "cacography" = "bad handwriting" (like "cacophony" + "calligraphy").
I finally actually started looking at Simmons' library science program. I know Jessie hated it, but I get the impression that nobody really likes their Library Science program, everyone just suffers through it to get the degree. And Amy loves the kidlit portion of her dual-degree program, so that's a thought as well.
I don't feel excited looking at any of the classes, so then I ask myself, "Well what would I want to have a library science degree in order to do?" and I don't have much of an answer for that question.
My mom asked if I was coming to Singspiration, and when I said yes, she said: "We'll slaughter the fatted shells&cheese" ♥
It having been six weeks since the last one, I had to re-adjust. Hymnals under the pews, sitting for the songs, none of the hymns have been PC-ified. I actually enjoyed most of the songs, though -- which I don't always.
opening hymn: "In Christ There Is No East or West"
Invocation (which included "Father" God language)
"I Live" -- about which my mother commented, "in the tune of a funeral dirge"
"O the Deep Deep Love of Jesus"
"This Is My Father's World"
"And Can It Be?" -- by Charles Wesley, Joe F. mentioned that Pastor Bailey is a Wesley expert
[soloist] "Face to Face" & "Victory in Jesus"
PB did a hymnology for "He Lives" -- the writer was reacting to a "good for nothing preacher" he heard on the radio Easter Sunday saying it didn't matter to him whether Jesus physically rose from the dead that what was important was that Jesus' truth lives on; I have mixed feelings on this myself -- the actual hymn I felt like it was that hippie liberal Jesus as best friend
"Precious Lord Take My Hand"
"What a Friend We Have in Jesus"
[soloist] "Great Is Thy Faithfulness" & "Walking Up the King's Highway"
"When the Roll Is Called Up Yonder"
"We've a Story to Tell the Nations" -- My immediate reaction was, "We would never sing this at Cambridge Welcoming," but it's actually wholly inoffensive; I think the proselytizing would just rub them the wrong way (though I am That Girl who defends the evangelizing ) so it would probably get changed to "We've a story to share with all people" or something
"In the Garden"
Joe F. said that music is "the passion of my life -- next to my wife."
People were humming along to the Offertory and I couldn't place it, but then some people were actually singing words and it was "Onward Christian Soldiers." Heh.
[choir anthem] "What a Day That Will Be"
Joe F. explained how one of the instrumentalists had been called in last minute to direct the choir as the usual choir director had a nasty fall recently, and said stand-in was like Bill Belichick :)
[soloist] "I'm Gonna See Jesus" & "His Eye Is On the Sparrow"
PB did hymnology for "He Keeps Me Singing"
"Let All Things Now Living"
"O Love That Will Not Let Me Go"
"Since Jesus Came Into My Heart" -- this one's catchy, but I can't bring myself to sing it
[soloist] "Rise And Be Healed" & "Redemption Draweth Nigh" & "He Giveth Me More Grace"
In his intro of this soloist, Joe F. said, "I've know Basil . . ." and you'd think he was gonna say "ten years" or something -- he said "a little over a year." My mom and I cracked up. Joe F. makes like instant friends at all these Southern Gospel events.
He talked about how this guy enunciates in both song and speech, and they were doing some radio interview, and Basil said, "Joe is also a communist" -- instead of "columnist." I clapped, hard.
The soloist did a lengthy introduction to his first song, and I'm always uncomfortable around the idea that if you just have faith and open yourself to the Spirit and whatnot you will be healed -- not even so much because of the implication that we should all do without modern medicine (though obviously I'm very pro- modern medicine) but because of the idea that those who are not healed must not have had enough faith or whatever.
In his intro to "Redemption Draweth Nigh" he talked about the end times, and he asked how many of us believed the end times were coming soon, and people raised their hands. My mom and I kind of looked at each other. I mean, people for millennia have thought the end times were coming soon, and isn't a major Biblical theme that no one will know the day or the hour? (I'm also weirded out by the song title, 'cause don't we already have redemption thanks to Jesus' death and resurrection? Is this a theology wherein the dead are asleep -- which arguably Jesus himself says, e.g. his raising of the dead girl -- until Jesus returns for the Last Judgement?)
I was showing off my autographed copy of Da Book (complete with sticky note on the spot in the Acknowledgments where my name is), and I showed Joe F., knowing he would be pleased. He said, "Nothing you could do would surprise me -- the sky's the limit." I pointed out that that was poor phrasing -- "even if I became a godless communist?" He just laughed.
Oh, and in showing Mike F. (who was the first person I showed that night), I realized there are whole paragraphs I haven't read -- the Advance Praise bits :)
I gave Mike F. a back/shoulder massage, and he did like the human equivalent of a dog wagging its tail. I gave Joe F. a shoulder massage, and he was mostly non-responsive, but at one point he did say it felt good, to which I responded, "That's the point."
I was talking with George K., and he was saying how I used to be really shy but I've come into my own.
My mom and I were chatting with Joe F. later, and he mentioned -- which he had told me in a letter about a year ago -- how he was willing to become a JP to perform a civil union between two women. He said that if two people want to commit their lives to each other, regardless of their gender . . . he just doesn't want the word "marriage" used. I said that I would be happy to let churches keep the word "marriage" and have the legal term for all couples be "civil unions." I forgot about the "separate but equal" analogy until I was writing this up just now, and I still don't entirely know how to parse his position on this issue (we've really only discussed the "let the people vote" aspect, and I make assumptions because I know he's longtime close friends with PB -- "I didn't jump. I took a tiny step and there conclusions were."), but I keep mentally replaying that phrase "regardless of gender." And I really love that the couple in question is the couple who left UCN.
Last minute, Allie invited me to have lunch with her on Saturday 'cause she was gonna be in town looking at apartments, so I ended up at the Boston Vegetarian Food Festival basically only long enough to say hi to Heather.
We had lunch at Arrow Street Crepes with Kath. I got a sweet crepe with bananas and stuff (Metro). Tasty.
Her next apartment viewing was right near Central Square T, so we walked there (and I recalled various times with Nicole) and then Kath and I walked around while Allie and her mom looked at the apartment. I've mostly only walked along Mass Ave., so it was neat to walk around some residential areas and parks and stuff. And despite not really sharing fandoms we talked fandom easily.
Afterward, we went to Million Year Picnic and stuff and then had dinner at wagamama -- where Allie's mom was generous enough to treat all of us. I was unimpressed with the vegetarian options (though pleased to see that they sell Riesling by the glass -- which I didn't order but which I always check for).
In Friday's metro I read a review of The Veiled Monologues, so Saturday night I went to see it.
The women interviewed were Dutch Muslims -- and all four actresses are Dutch, and at least two have Turkish ties. They're all fair-skinned (three dark-haired and one blonde), but they all have meat on their bones. Dance and song/music happened throughout.
It was really interesting hearing some stories of very positive sexual/nudity experiences as well as incredibly negative ones (one woman described her experience of her vagina as like that kind of torture where you're tied to the ground and a goat licks the salt off your skin until it cracks). And the positive and negative contrasts between Muslim men/culture and Dutch men/culture. I was also impressed at the amount of queerness. Some women were raped by family members or family friends, and no one talked about it or protected them; others had their first sex with family members and were glad to have that first experience be one of safety and love. Some women talked about wanting to be raped because then they would be freed of this burden of virginity but their honor would still be safe. I really liked that there were so many stories of opposite experiences, because it meant you couldn't easily leave with a monolithic idea of what Muslim culture means for women's sexuality. Female "circumcision" even got discussed.
A Moroccan woman used the word "cunt" [pronounced "koont"] -- said vagina sounded French, the language of where she was born.
This morning, OriginalRoomie said that when she moves out I can have her room if I want. I'd actually been thinking about this, and wondering whether it felt worth moving all my stuff. She said "walk-in closet," and if her closet really is better than mine I think I'm sold.
This means she'd be showing what's currently my room, which is added incentive for me to make it actually look presentable (though she's not moving out for like six months). I'm already starting to feel the pressure, though, 'cause I find myself looking for things and forgetting where I've stored them. I swear I still have my bartending book plus my massage class books/notebooks, and I can't find them anywhere. I tore through 14 boxes and then realized I'd forgotten about the 9 boxes under my bed. I still didn't find them, which means I'm gonna have to dig through the boxes more carefully, since they can't have vanished. Though I will probably just beg Palmer for another copy of the Massage 1 booklet. I have learned not to trust people's enthusiasm for being practiced on (I didn't get credit for Massage 1 'cause I didn't have the 30 credit hours -- I probably could have begged some sort of extension, but by that time I'd gotten an office job and didn't think I'd have the time/energy to continue the program, so I didn't bother) but I think I could probably actually make it happen a few times given the responses I've been getting recently, and I'd like to be able to do it for real rather than just the bits I remember.
Having numerous people actually be enthusiastic about being practiced on, I've been wondering whether I'd want to take classes at Palmer again. I'm really not sure I'm committed enough. Plus the scheduling is bothersome.
Evening classes are 6-10.
I think I usually took the 5:10-5:41 train, but the 5:00-5:25 express would probably be safer. I could probably get the okay to leave work an hour early one day a week.
Weekday inbound trains from Salem are 9:13pm and 11:24pm. I suspect a teacher or classmate would be willing to drive me home. (Salem Station's not the nicest place to hang out at, and a train at that hour would mean I wouldn't get home until about 1am.)
Also, they seem to be doing