Is it really Friday already? This week has been a total blur, blended together by busyness. Here are this week’s five things:
1. Buying a warm treat from Insomnia Cookies, a store which just came to the Ball State college scene, is certainly convenient, but nothing will ever replace the cookies my mom and I baked together every night while I was growing up. Once again, I believe homemade anything is always better.
2. Printed books aren’t going anywhere any time soon.
I’m no expert, but if there is one thing my rare books class has taught me this semester, it’s that there is a rich history behind bookmaking. This history spans across centuries.
The world has enjoyed reading books in a codex format since medieval times. Maybe someday, the digital world will annihilate the niche market for printed books, but that day is not today.
The class I’m taking this semester, “From Gutenberg to Google,” allows me to look at rare, old books.
3. We can all learn a thing or two from James Dean.
The Indianapolis Museum of Art extended free admission to the public on Monday, in honor of Martin Luther King Jr. Day. On the third floor, which holds rotating exhibits, we realized this month’s exhibit was a tribute to the cunning James Dean. As I walked around the display cases, I was amazed by the amount of adventure his short life contained. Dean took risks and went after his passion, something I think we all need to do a little more of every day.
As Dean would say, “Dream as if you’ll live forever. Live as if you’ll die today.”
4. Last fall, I decided I wanted to serve at the church I’ve been calling home for the past two years. I’ve always had a passion for singing, and I felt it was time for me to serve with my talent. Before making this decision, I’d sang on stage maybe seven times in my entire life (not including youth group worship band). Most of those occasions I sang melody, but now, I have been faced with the challenge to sing harmony, something I am not as confident about.
I found myself getting shy at last night’s rehearsal for not being able to figure out what to sing. I’m not usually embarrassed, but in front of the mic I could feel my face flush red. Though I pride myself in being a semi-confident person, I now realize I still have a lot of work to do.
Self-confidence is a lifetime pursuit.
5. Snow may be pretty, but it is never fun to walk in. Stay safe today Midwesterners, and wear boots with grippers!
