Creativity

I wonder who first thought of making a sock puppet? It must have been someone very creative to turn something as ordinary as a sock into something so entertaining. The great thing about sock puppets is that they can provide a lot of entertainment at little or no cost. Personally if I made a sock puppet, I would not find it very entertaining.

Last night I was babysitting, and I was amazed at how entertained young children can be with such miniscule things. Most things like this I wouldn't bother to think about twice. However, as a child one can imagine a whole world of things out of something simple. In my Intro to Creativity class, we have discussed this. What forces all of the creativity out of us that we once had as children? I remember having sock puppets, putting on puppet shows, and staying entertained all day over something I would now deem as nothing. I have become so distracted by other things that I feel to have lost my creative drive. This is why I am so glad to have taken Creativity this semester. Although an introductory level course, I have learned to expand my imagination to become closer to how it was years ago. I hope to continue this blog after the class ends and further expand upon my creative potential.

I hope to no longer be a "sock puppet" to society, being manipulated and forced to abandon my creativity.

rawrrr mammoth cheese

So I was at Eatzi's grabbing dinner with my roommate about a week ago. I mean who doesn't love Eatzi's? The only downfall is that I always walk out having spent about three times as much as I intended. It's the free samples that get me... always. Speaking of free samples, I saw a really odd one when I was there. I mean I suppose it wasn't odd, but the more I thought about it, the odder it became.

"Rawrrr Mammoth Cheese" was written on a small chalkboard next to a cheese sample display. I guess, knowing just this, it wasn't that weird, because a mammoth could easily "rawrr." This is why it struck me as odd... the "rawrr" was in a speech bubble coming out of a tiny mouse's mouth. Did I miss something? I mean I get the "rawrr" and mammoth correlation, as well as the cheese and mouse correlation, but since when does a mouse say "rawrr? It would be kind of like saying a lizard should bark, isn't it?" I started thinking about it even more and thought maybe the mouse was so excited about the cheese that he or she was going to attack the cheese and that was why the particular expression was chosen. I still don't know, but I do think it was odd that they would include a mouse.

In the end, I actually ended up buying the cheese, and it was quite delicious.

It's that time of year!

It only happens twice a year, but it's that time! Hundreds of SMU students who may have not been to the library all semester fill every open table and computer. The regulars are a bit frazzled at the fact that their usual spot is taken (...and by one of them).

Every December and every April SMU students crawl out of the woodwork (that they've been hiding in for some time) and into the Fondren Library. Yesterday I saw a girl that lived in my freshman dorm.... I don't think I'd seen her since move out day freshman year. Not to make myself sound like a study-aholic, believe me, I have never spent the night in one of those old leather chairs in Fondren. It is not my home, like it is to some SMU students. However, I still find it fascinating. After all, it would seem to me that the average college student would be a bit more seasoned to knowing there is no way one can cram a whole semester into one night of studying, at least not very successfully.

With this in mind, I try to prepare myself a bit everyday so I do not turn into one of them. After all, one's debut from the woodwork is not very glamorous.

Little bunny foo foo, but not so little.

Whether it is due to certain pet restrictions where one lives, allergies, or simply tastes and preferences not every pet owner has a dog or a cat. As a dog lover, I don't particularly understand why anyone would choose another pet over a dog. However, these individuals are probably thinking the same thing about my choice, but reversed. All preferences aside, I was astounded when I met my cousin's pet bunny.

This bunny is not your usual household bunny that lives in a small cage. This bunny is larger than my dog. At 22 pounds and 2 and a half feet long when outstretched, I met "Trip," a Flemish Giant. Flemish Giants act similar to dogs and cats, roaming around the house freely. Although instead of walking, they hop. They even have collars with bells so that they can be located around the house. It gets even more strange... they go on walks outside with a leash, but instead of walking, they hop. With this in mind, there seems to be no limit as to what animal can be domesticated. I wonder what will be next!

THE Panama Canal

I never really understood why anyone would want to go see a canal... I mean it really cannot be that exciting right?

Well that is what I thought until I was given the opportunity to spend a week over the New Year's holiday visiting Panama. At first I wasn't very excited for the trip. In my mind the highlight was laying by the pool at the resort for the first few days. I looked at the last few days of the trip in Panama City as being something we were doing just because we felt badly not throwing a bit of history into our trip. It turns out, I was completely wrong.

Although I learned so much about the Panama Canal while visiting Panama City, the one thing that I truly could not believe was how skilled the drivers of the ships must be to make it through each set of locks. Just look in the pictures attached at how close the ships get to the sides of the canal! It's really amazing that the drivers can get the ships through such a narrow opening, given the ship's size. I was also fascinated to learn that the captain of the ship is not allowed to steer the boat through the canal. A Panamanian driver (or drivers) boards the ship as it is entering the canal by a small boat and then exits after steering the ship through. This is done mostly because of the high level of skill the drivers need to have to make it through successfully. Any minor deviation can cause damage to the canal that is very costly to repair.

Enough with the facts that I learned while visiting Panama. The real idea I took away from this trip is to always be hungry for knowledge. One never knows when they may learn something that really fascinates them or brings them onto a higher educational level.

Having a Shell

What would it be like to have a shell? Would you feel protected or would you feel trapped? I guess if you would have always had a shell, you would not know what it would be like to not have a shell and so it would seem normal. I guess if I were a snail, I would be wondering what it would be like to not have a shell. In the photo above, one can see the snail stretched out. Snails move by contracting and expanding their muscles. This forward motion looks somewhat like a "slither." Although snails do have a "foot" below them, it is nothing like our feet. This foot creates a slimy secretion that protects the snail's underside. It seems that snails are a bit more equipped for the wild than humans. After all, they have a shelter on their back as well as built in protection mechanisms. I wonder what it would be like to have a shell, because anytime you felt embarrassed or uncomfortable you could just escape situations and go into your shell. At the same time though, I wonder if it would be something heavy and somewhat awkward to carry, like a large camping or hiking backpack?

I think the weirdest part about being a small creature though would be the being small part. Being 5 foot 7 inches, I could not imagine having to look up to see everything. I suppose if you were in a tree or something though, you would be looking down on others. I sometimes even wonder what it is like to be one of my friends that is shorter than me or my mom (who is also shorter than me). I wonder if they wonder what it would be like to be looking down on them as I do? It's definitely a lot to think about!

Puppy LOVE

Friday, April 23, 7:00P.M. Hinsdale, Illinois, about 20 miles outside of Chicago. A squeal is heard from inside of a small cottage house. There has been a coyote attack.

Man Down... or shall I say Dog. Mandy, a five year old West Highland White Terrier (Westie), has been terribly wounded by two coyotes while lounging in the backyard.

As it so happens, three houses down there is another Westie, by the name of Adelaide, safely in her home. Little does she know, one of her friends has been bit. Thankfully, Addy was inside when the coyotes attacked. For all one knows, it could have been her.

Mandy's owners run outside at the sound of her squealing and rush her to the emergency room, where she gets stitches and is hooked up to an IV. Eighteen hours later, she is now home and recovering, however, still on her IV.

Life is precious. Be careful to watch over those you love. Addy is my dog (pictured above), and the most joyful twelve pounds of love one will ever meet. When my mom called and told me about this, I could not believe it. I was so thankful that Addy wasn't the victim of this brutal attack. With this in mind, I will always make sure to show people in my life that I love them... before it is too late.