Ramblings and Miscellany

I’ve been here at the Collegeville Institute for a couple of days now, and I am starting to find my rhythm. I’m someone who likes an needs routine and patterns. I work better that way.

I wake up around 6:30 and start working. Right now it’s mostly reading and sketching out the organization of this project. I make breakfast around 8, clean up and them head over the Institute’s main building. I make myself a cup of coffee and sit by the large windows that overlook Stumpf Lake. There I catch up on email, talk to whoever is there. One morning I stayed around for a little while longer, reading the poetry of Killian McDonnell.

This is the view from my backdoor of my new apartment. In fact, it’s the view I am looking at while I type this post (which may account for some of the typos).

It’s 8:32 am. I have an orientation at 9.

In the film’s epilogue, we are told of Scrooge’s transformation and that
he became like a “second father” to Tiny Tim. To reinforce Scrooge’s
new familial-like role, we see Tim running toward the former miser,
shouting, “Uncle Scrooge.” Moving without the aid of his crutch, Tim
jumps into Scrooge’s arms for an affectionate embrace. Scrooge, discernibly interested in the boy’s well-being, watches as Tim performs a couple of leg bends to show the strength of his leg. Scrooge’s transformation is characterized by his parental care of Tiny Tim. Scrooge is now a good man because he is a good “father” to those who are weak. Tim not only survives because of Scrooge’s intervention, but he grows stronger and thrives.

Michael W. Boyce, The Lasting Influence of the War of Postwar British Film, 172-73

I purchased this copy of Cohen’s The Energy of Slaves back in 1996. I was in university and a bit of a closet romantic. I scoured used book shops for poetry most weekends. This inscription in pink ink fascinated me. I wonder if Mattie ever found where Leonard keeps his heart.

I, however, continue to search.