Becky-dot-blog

She rambles a little, rants a little, and otherwise chronicles daily life in southwestern Virginia.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

No Time for Music?

I told a friend this week how glad I am to finally have my piano back. It's been at my dad's house since we moved down here, but this past weekend we drove "home" to get it.

"Wow," said the friend. "I never have time for music. That's so interesting."

No time for music? Are you kidding me? That's like... oxygen. I think I'd suffocate if I didn't have it around me. It's how I express the things I can't put into words. It's how I blow off steam. It's how I tell someone I love them.

Can you imagine if Dizzy Gillespie... Duke Ellington... Billie Holliday... Nat King Cole... hadn't had time for music?

What about Beethoven... Bach... Tchaikovsky... Rimsky-Korsakov... Chopin... Debussy... Mozart?

What if God hadn't had time for music? Don't the stars and the grass and the birds cry out to you with all the splendor of a symphony?

I will always have time for music.

Monday, March 07, 2005

Do Yourself a Favor...

...and check out a "classic" at the library.

Just finished reading Doctor Zhivago, Boris Pasternak's novel set in the revolutionary period in Russia. Sure, it's slow to start and finishes long before the book actually does, but... how can you argue the wonder of this:

"Outside there was no trace of the road, the graveyard, or the kitchen garden, nothing but the blizzard, the air smoking with snow. It was almost as if the snowstorm had caught sight of Yura and, conscious of its power to terrify, roared and howled, doing everything possible to impress him. Turning over and over in the sky, length after length of whiteness unwound over the earth and shrouded it. The blizzard was alone in the world; it had no rival." (Pasternak, 4).

Do yourself a favor... go re-read a classic.

Friday, March 04, 2005

Declaring War on Misused Punctuation

If there is one thing I detest... it's this: people who can't get a grasp on when to 's and when not to 's.

The misused apostrophe is so completely overdone, I fear before long teachers will decide, like "whom," that not enough people use it correctly so they won't bother teaching it anymore.

Come on, this is not that difficult!

If it's one girl who owns a book, it's the girl's book.

If it's two girls who own the book, it's the girls' book.

It's only has an apostrophe when you can substitute the words "it is" for the it's.

Don't make me come over there with my red pen.

Thursday, March 03, 2005

Faith Like a Child

Lord, give me faith like my toddler. What a sweet, trusting soul! I want to look at you the way he looks at me.