Que lindo.


Thankful Thursday (Ode to the Vegetable)

Today, I’m thankful for…


More specifically, songs about vegetables.

Love poems with fantastic vegetable puns.

Cabbage always has a heart; green beans string along;
You’re such a cute tomato, will you peas to me belong?
You’ve been the apple of my eye, you know how much I care;
So lettuce get together, we’d make a perfect pear.
Now, something’s sure to turnip to prove you can’t be beet;
So, if you carrot all for me let’s let our tulips meet.
Don’t squash my hopes and dreams now, Bee my honey, dear;
Or tears will fill potato’s eyes, while sweet corn lends an ear.
I’ll cauliflower shop and say, your dreams are parsley mine.
I’ll work and share my celery, so be my valentine.

“Mona Tofu” and other masterpieces recreated using vegetables. (Original post here)

And songs entirely made using vegetables.


I think this post is really what my blog’s been missing for so long. I can’t believe I’ve never dedicated an entire post to ridiculous vegetables creations! Phew! Glad I have that covered.

Even WordPress loved this post and gave me another WordPress Surprise. This time what popped up was this creepy video. Good effort, WordPress.


“Originality is a biproduct of being genuine.”

I was planning on just posting this song this evening and in my search for the lyrics to the song, I stumbled across this blog written by the songwriter himself. Not only was it wonderful to learn how the song came about, but the best part is this discussion of creativity that I’m leaving you with. He says it better than I can so I’m just going to let you read and listen and think and enjoy.

“…all of that references the feeling that probably creeps inside of every creative person’s mind at one time or another: everything has been done already. every melody has been sung… every lyric has been written… every painting has been painted. it’s daunting to realize how little our ideas can seem sometimes. but i try to remember that people aren’t creating just for originality in itself, they are creating for much more than that, for themselves, for the hope that their art could move someone else in some way too. originality is a byproduct of being genuine. so those lyrics are me wrestling those ideas out of my head. we don’t know how something we create will effect the world, if at all, but it’s worth creating because clearly, each of us were given the tools to do something, and i believe for a lot of us that something is to create.”


I’m walking to class barefoot.

One Day Without Shoes is an annual event hosted by TOMS Shoes in which students, friends, parents, strangers, and co-workers host or participate in events without shoes. Some go without shoes for an hour, some for the whole day, but all become a part of a greater movement toward change. Did you know most children in developing countries grow up barefoot? Did you know some children walk without shoes for miles each day, and they can often not attend school without proper footwear? In Ethiopia, approximately 1 million people are suffering from a debilitating disease called podoconiosis, which is 100% preventable with basic hygiene and shoes. One Day Without Shoes aims to raise awareness to all of these things. From conversations about why we’ve chosen to go barefoot to the individual compassion and empathy the experience brings about, I believe TOMS has a wonderful approach at making positive proactive change simply through the message of the event and what the organization asks us to do.

Walk a mile in their (lack of) shoes. Think about someone other than yourself. Care.


Nietzsche at Night

“Whoever fights with monsters should see to it that he does not become a monster in the process. And when you gaze long into an abyss the abyss also gazes into you.”

Friedrich Nietzsche Beyond Good and Evil, aphorism 146

The pronunciation guide has spoken and I’ve been saying his name correctly all along (pats self on back).



A beautiful evening…

of the most bittersweet nature.
My entire day was that way, contradiction and all.
Goodbyes are much more difficult now.
It’s so obvious at times like these that things have changed.
So much has changed.

Surprise, surprise
Couldn’t find it in your eyes
But I’m sure it’s written all over my face
Surprise, surprise
Never something I could hide
When I see we made it through another day