"Life is self-transformation, and human relationships, which are an extract of life, are the most changeable of all, they rise and fall from minute to minute, and lovers are those for whom no moment is like any another. People between whom nothing habitual ever takes place, nothing that has already existed, but just what is new, unexpected, unprecedented. There are such connections, which must be a very great, an almost unbearable happiness, but they can occur only between very rich beings, between those who have become, each for his own sake, rich, calm, and concentrated; only if two worlds are wide and deep and individual can they be combined...."
-Rainer Maria Rilke
Thanksgiving, 2008
will miss ya, cj.
My Morning Jacket - One Big Holiday from Adi Kanlic on Vimeo.
Adieu!
Birthday Poster Complements of Ian Greenfield's PhotoShop prowess
And then?! As if anything could top this hello, I got a NERF GUN for christmas! It was the family present, meant to be shared between all girls and boys alike. But for me, mostly because of this message, it holds weight.
"Freaknik was an annual meeting in Atlanta, GA, primarily of students from historically black colleges and universities. Begun in 1982 as a small picnic, it was initially sponsored by The DC Metro Club and was typically held during the third weekend in April to coincide with the schools of the Atlanta University Center's Reading Day. The event increased in size and popularity in the 1990s with dancing, drinking, parties, a basketball tournament, rap sessions, a film festival and a job fair. Atlantans' reception of the festival was mixed. In its heyday, the fest attracted upwards of 250,000 revelers to the city. Many residents attended and enjoyed Freaknik, and others complained about traffic congestion due to street parties. City leaders eventually took measures to curtail Freaknik's accessibility, and hence its popularity. As a result, Freaknik moved to Memorial Drive in Dekalb County then Daytona Beach, Florida."
To me, it was an annual reason for our family to, once again, avoid the crowded streets of traffic-laden Atlanta and enjoy the inner warmth of suburbia. For Hannah, it was an event personified by a t-shirt brought back to her, as a gift, by her Father's magical paralegal/co-worker, Lesilie.
Either way, here is the modern form known by us. Yesssss, the South!
