It took me a long time to realize that while I said my favorite movies were more of the high-fallutin’ sort, what I really and truly held as my preference were the sappy, funny, romantic comedies. But given my penchant for movies that lean towards the saccharine side, I’ve been repeatedly surprised about my entertainment selections this year, though, if I look at my entire life since January 2010 (all five months of it), I suppose my desire for the below literary and film pursuits is in line with my other, new extracurricular activities.
Since the beginning of the year, I’ve added a lot to my already-full plate, turning what might have been a pastime fad diet into a full on lifestyle change. I guess it all started with piano. Doesn’t it always start with a piano? I do hope I play for the rest of my life, and I’m optimistic that 2011 or 2012 yields a piano I can call my own (I’m currently borrowing a wonderful keyboard from a very generous friend).
Then came the soccer team. I was all gung-ho to play a second season, but as time stretches between our final game in my first season and my first game in my second season, I’m losing motivation and the desire to sprint around in 100+ degree heat. So, jury is out on soccer, but it was a good exercise in, well, it was good exercise.
And with the arrival of my 29th birthday party came a wonderful gift from my parents — weekly Italian lessons to prepare me for my solo voyage across this ocean this fall.
So interspersed between homework, work work, lessons, and my normal life, I’ve also crammed in some additional self-enlightenment via movies and books.
A friend and I decided to go on a little movie rampage and watch “Food, Inc.” and “King Corn.” I learned a lot about how we grow, package and consume food in the US, and it is not pretty. I would urge you to see both of these movies (if not both, at least “Food, Inc.”) After I saw them, I knew changes in my life and what I eat were imminent. And this one is on the playlist for this weekend: “A Powerful Noise,” which I learned about when I saw “Half the Sky” back in February.
Then came the books. I heard good, intense things about “Infidel“, so when I was cruising Book People (a bad ass bookstore!) in Austin a few months ago, I decided I’d give it a chance. Oh. Em. Gee. It is both horrific and amazing, and I’m so glad I read it. As I think about the world around me, it’s important for me to know more about where people are coming from. I’m still developing my opinion about what I read in the book (whoa, I just flashed on those book reports from Reading Rainbow. Trippy.), so I’ll end my commentary here, but if you read it, please let me know; I’d love to discuss it with you.
I followed up that shocking tome with this one: Skinny Bitch. Read it and make your own decisions. I haven’t touched meat since I read the chapter about how animals are slaughtered here (after being pumped full of antibiotics and hormones; it’s all awful awful awful), but I’m still working on cheese… oh, cheese… And don’t worry (Mom), I’m discussing my decisions with my doctor next week.
And now an unexpected exploration. The book I’m reading currently is one I’ve thought about reading since it came out in 2003 when I was a senior in college. I’m not sure what I’m expecting after I read “Blue Like Jazz,” but I’m taking it all in nonetheless.
There it all is, a plethora of new perspectives. I suppose in my year of reinvention and quest for knowledge, this is all part of a logical progression. And now I’m enjoying my vegan chocolate chip cookie from Spiral Diner.