Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Wow, a ‘B’, that’s amazing!



A personality conflict with one of my professors caused a great deal of anguish last term. I thought I might actually have failed the class, but instead, I achieved a ‘B’. Not a good mark for me, but considering the circumstances over the last six months, I am grateful I did so well.

In a few years, I will have the opportunity to actualize a choice. There are two directions that I want to send my life; either continue education and become a professor or buy a farm with my father and get back to the land. Both plans take a lot of investment and neither could be implemented until after I graduate from my BA. I wonder what I want to do. I wonder if there is some way I could do both; do graduate studies in the winter and farm in the summer. I don’t know.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

not more knots!?!

With my Christmas knitting finally finished, I finally picked up my Eris again.

My friend Y stopped over yesterday afternoon for a craft day. She came over to finish up a tea cozy that she is making. It’s made in a loose st with fuzzy blue yarn knit together with a black yarn. She doesn’t have any of the supplies needed to do all that fancy stuff (like sewing up the sides and making pompoms), but I do. It was great fun. I always enjoy visiting with Y; she really is the pinnacle of a burst of sunshine.

School is out and Christmas is neigh. For the holidays I’ve returned to reading Daniel C. Dennett’s Freedom Evolves. It’s an amazing book that tackles ideas like free will and how they stand with philosophers in the present day. Much of what he says is fascinating, but there are a few points (well, chapters really) that I just cannot tolerate. For example, Chapter 7, The Evolution of Moral Agency, discusses this kind of social Darwinism along the lines of David Sloan Wilson (who if I don’t miss my guess wrote the book Darwin’s Cathedral, which I could not force myself to keep reading because it made me more annoyed than Descartes). Basically it uses Darwinistic theory to look at how group behaviour (like a flock of birds or human religious communities) could have developed where individuals sacrifice their own personal reproductive fitness in order to strengthen the fitness of the group. Eventually they all end up talking about asterism in individuals. I’m not giving it justice here, mostly because it annoys me. Dennett is great author, but even he makes the same leap from one to the other. There is perhaps a hidden assumption or premise here somewhere, but damned if I can see it. Perhaps there might be a proff in my university that is qualified to teach a directed studies class in Dennett, goodness knows there isn’t anyone qualified to teach the philosophy I want to learn about.

it seems odd to me that my professors are so eager to dismiss a collection of schools of though (what they call European or continental philosophy) out of hand and with such cruelty, yet they are unable or unwilling to explain what is wrong with it or even to describe what it is about beyond a few catch phrases. Maybe I should shit-can this whole education thing and go buy a farm somewhere. ‘but that’s not important, never mind.’

Merry Christmas and
Happy Holidays!

Friday, December 16, 2005

Frost on the windows

I've been putting aside knitting for me and focusing on last minuite christmas gifts. In a way, I really hate knitting for other people. My mind races with questions like: what if it doesn't turn out? What if I misjudged her/his style? How am I garenteed a return of the envestment of all this time and effort? The great thing about knitting for myself, is I know what effort I put into it, and if I end up not liking my finished project, I can just toss it in the cupboard, there is no guilt attached at not using it. For example, my first sweater - prity much a knitted box with a hood attached. It took me two months to knit, and is very comfortable. That's not saying I would be cought dead wearing it out of the house, but it's great for afternoons spend lazying around at home.

T'is the weeks before christmas and I knit through the house,
My cat, she is chaseing,
an imaginary mouse.

All wraped in a blanket, knitting even in bed,
visions of what if dancing in my head.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

CBC Television - Rick Mercer Report

CBC Television - Rick Mercer Report

I just Love Rick Mercer. What was once Monday Report, is now on Tuesdays, and since I don't watch the CBC for anything else (except Dr. Who) I didn't know that the Mercer Report moved.

Oh well. It's still a great show, and with all the exciting (yah, I know, I'm a nerd, but someone's got to watch the debates on television. Besides they are so entertaining) events in Canadian politics these days, it's nice to have someone on TV that you can trust.

And by the way, that's a great picture of him with the fire hose. If he is in the calendar, I’d buy it. Rick Mercer, you Rock My World.

Monday, December 05, 2005

knitty.com

knitty.com

Hey, the winter Knitty is here. The front picture is so very cute. Go have a look. You know what I'll be doing all morning.

Friday, December 02, 2005

A dream

In my dream last night, I stood on an island in an intersection of a deserted highway. The dead grass stabbed my naked feet. The sky was grey and dripped blood from the edges. The person I was waiting for, didn’t come. The wind kicked up, dry and cold, smelling like a mummified corpse. I knew there was no hope left.