Thursday, March 3, 2011


"In my life, I have seen,
People walk into the sea,
Just to find memories,
Plagued by constant misery,
Their eyes cast down,
Fixed upon the ground,
Their eyes cast down

I'll keep my eyes fixed on the sun
Walk around the corner,
Never saw it coming still,
I try to make a move,
It almost stopped me from belief,
I don't wanna know the future,
But I'm like rolling thunder,"
-Cage The Elephant, "Shake me Down"

I love Cage the Elephant. My brother B and I started listening to them when their "No rest for the Wicked" song came out about two years ago, and I have been in love ever since. B and I are big youtube fans and spent about three hours looking up their videos, "In One Ear" is a fun video we must have watched that one about a billion times. Then some how we segwayed into rap videos of artists he liked and the playing and replaying of "Empire State Of Mind" which he so innocently asked me, "Bridge.. is New York really like that?" To which I replied just as serious, "Yes Bro, just like that.."
 There is a show in Tucson, Az you know I am totes going to go to April 13th.. any takers??
Yeah.. cute.
enjoy that


I am a fan of the MSN A Week In Photos which I look up every so often throughout the months and am always really struck by the pictures. Last week I came upon this photo which caption read:

Scavenging a childhood

A girl dances near plumes of smoke from fires of coal scavenged by her family, in the New Colony village in Jharkand, India, on Feb. 7.

I don't even know where to begin on my thoughts and feelings on this picture. Visually I am taken in by the billowing smoke that seems to be both ashy and all consuming. The air feels thick there, and difficult to breath.. difficult to walk in the roads, and my skin imagines it dry, and caked with soot. But then my eyes fall on her. On her red dress so bright. It reminds me of the kinds of colors you see in parades or celebratory clothing.
Emotionally I feel a wave of sadness when I see people, and children in particular whose quality of life seem to me bellow par. But then I get taken in by this girls smile. It is so joyful. So carefree and bursting into the image so that it becomes the only focal point. The wave of sadness pulls back with the tide of emotions and instead I feel ignorant, and foolish. Who am I to say how someone should live.. or more to the point, who am I to say what kind of life someone needs to have to be happy, to find joy, and to be so vibrant and colorful in a world of grey? After all the caption read,

"A girl dances near plums of smoke.."

Mighty Burns~ Looking for a little red in the world...


  1. That picture is the most intriguing photo and so though provoking. And red... well red and I are frenemies. She loves my body but hates my lips.

  2. What a beautiful post. That photo is just stunning-her joy despite everything else is inspiring.