Test Material~ Good Luck!

For more notes up to Test 1 check out Chris's, Jana's, Rich's, Kari's and Kevin's Blogs! :)



KANE:

1.- Moonbone repetition

2.- Property

3.- Agriculture

4.- Practical

5.- White Berries

6.- Caribou & Frogs

7.- Definition of Myth- Myth is the song the Earth sings to itself



ONG:

1.- Primary Orality

2.- Secondary Orality

3.- Chirographic- Writing

4.- Typographic- Typing

5.- Distinction between Vision and Sound- Page 72



YATES:

1.- The Story of Simonedes- Idea of Loci

2.-The Movement of Memory: Rhetoric-> Ethics -> Cosmos

3.- St. Augustan- Memory & Confession--metaphor of the Cave; Page 47



Other Questions:

1.- Liberal Arts: GGRAMAD
2.- Neoplatonism- Mysticism
3.- What's the importance of February 20th? It's John Nay's Birthday!!!!
4.- Anamnesis- RECOLLECTION; What we've forgotten is everything!
5.- Parataxis
6.- Bicameralism
7.- Esoteric- Secret & intimate
8.- Imagination- Kevin Luby's reference 1 hour photo for memory
9.- Shahar Azad- 1,001 Nights
10.- Difference between Artificial and Natural Memory
11.- Collective unconscious VS. Personal Unconscious
12.- Plato- Feydrus~ Writing happens outside the mind
13.- When Does Professor Sexson give blood next? March 17th- St. Patrick's Day
14.- Memory, Imagination and Soul- Kevin Luby's 3 major topics
15.- 3 Epithets given by Ong: The Brave Soldier, The Sturdy Oak and The Beautiful Princess
16.- Ben's Epithet= Keen Kenning Ben and Kate's Epithet= Kate with the Beautiful Eyes

The next question may or may not be on the test:
17.- Bruno- Burned at the Stake on February 17, 1600 for discussing cosmological element of memory

Good Luck!!! Bonne Chance!!! :)

My Memory Theatre Items

I think that this is very interesting, not to mention- traveling as much as possible is my dream!! (Airports don't count!!) National Geopgraphic adventure and Travel are my all time favorites!



*50 Place to see before you die:



-The Grand Canyon, USA

-Great Barrier Reef, Australia

-Florida, USA

-South Island, New Zealand

-Cape Town, South Africa

-Golden Temple, India

-Las Vegas, USA

-Sydney, Australia

-New York, USA

-Taj Mahal, India

-Canadian rockies, Canada

-Uluru, Australia

-Chichen Itza, Mexico

-Machu Picchu, Peru

-Niagra Falls, Cananda/USA

-Petra, Jordan

-The Pyramids, Egypt

-Venice, Italy

-The Maldives, Maldives

-Great Wall, China

-Victoria Falls, Zambia/Zimbabwe

-Hong Kong, Hong Kong

-Yosemite National Park, USA

-Hawaii, USA

-Auckland, New Zealand

-Iguassu Falls, Argentina/ Brazil

-Paris, France

-Alaska, USA

-Angkor Was, Cambodia

-Himalayas, Nepal/ Tibet

-Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

-Masai mara, Kenya

-Galapagos Islands, Ecuador

-Luxor, Egypt

-Rome, Italy

-San Francisco, USA

-Barcelona, Spain

-Dubai, United Aran Emirates

-Singapore, Singapore

-La Digue, Seychelles

-Sri Lanka, Sri Lanka

-Bangkok, Thailand

-Barbados, Barbados

-Iceland, Iceland

-Terracotta Army, China

-Zermatt, Switzerland

-Angel Falls, Venezuela

-Abu Simbel, Egypt

-Bali, Indonesia

-Bora Bora, French Polynesia

---Clichés---

I love clichés, I can't deny that one. Then again, some of them REALLY bother me- they are so dry! I find that I most often use clichsé when I am engaging in conversation with one of my roommates. If we are telling a story or simply conversing back and forth, we always end up saying at least one cliché at the same time. These are some of the clichés I find my self using most often (I am sure I will think of more) :

"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

"What goes around, comes around."- This one is my all time favorite, it's so true! KARMA!!

"Great minds think alike."

~Flyting~

Oh how I love a colorful insult! I know that my sisters and I endured much verbal abuse from each other while growing up, but I was having such a hard time coming up with some flyting examples of my own that we used. We would usually just threaten each other, then hold it over their heads that we'd tell the parentals...that was bad enough! Flyting is definitely something that children are better with. The family I nannied for in Minnesota has four children, I would hear the most random insults come out of their mouths, but for the life of me cannot remember. I really wish I could!
This makes me wonder, why do children feel the need to come up with these sayings and other flyting examples to bring one another down. A majority of the time it is so unnecessary. Well...actually I guess it is never necessary, but quite humorous. Elementary school seems to be a major flyting "target"- the playground, outside where the teachers are less likely to hear and these poor children (the prey of flyting) are more likely to get away,by running into the baseball fields or hiding the tube slide.

The nine muses and classroom objects

Thermostat- Erato (Muse of Erotic Poetry)

Chalkboard- Clio (Muse of History)

Screen- Urania (Muse of Astronomy)

"Quiet" Desk- Thalia (Muse of Comedy)

Overhead Projector- Polyhymnia (Muse of Sacred Songs)

Old Brown Desk- Terpsichore (Muse of Song & Dance)

Bulletin Board- Calliope (Muse of Epic Poetry)

Snowman- Euterpe (Muse of Song)

The "F"- Melpomene (Muse of Tragedy) OR (Mel Gibson eating a pomegranate)

Writing is preservation

Writing is preservation. I journal to preserve memories, whether it is a very important event or simply a day in which I engaged in normal, routine activities. I love, love, love to journal and write! I look back at my journal and think..."Wow, I forgot about that!"
I love that feeling when you can look at an entry from, let's say September and just reading brings you back to that time, place, memory! In many of my journal entries I will write where I am while journaling (I was rarely at home), what I did previously or plan to do, what I may be dealing with at that time, and the ups/ downs of life. It is really intriguing to see what has changed (even minor things) since past entries.
It is easy for me to forget small, silly, "irrelevant" details of my days. Journaling helps me preserve them and remember them again temporarily. When I can't remember I just open my journal. I like this because although I wrote it and have read it numerous times, it is still a sort of suprise to me!! It's kind of fun!

Everyday is a new day...a day to remember

Discussing Groundhog's day today reminded me of our 9-11 discussion. "Make each day a 9-11", but only in the sense that you should remember each day just as well as you would a tragic day. As humans, we tend to relate words and images to something embedded in your mind that is effectivew, meaningful and always there. If we find something meaningful in everyday. Whether it be an image/ word or song, we can relate it to a memory from that day and at least then we are left with at least one thing embedded in our mind for that day.

Many people take each day for granted (and unfortunately I cannot deny the fact that I am one of those people). I recently found out that someone close to me was diagnosed with breast cancer. It is a strong reminder that even if a day brings about negative news or people, you must learn from them. Embrace the things you have and stop worrying about the things you don't (which is much easier said than done, I know).


What I learned today, or rather what was embedded in my mind today:
"Pay attention to this day- It's all you've got"
"Everyday is there for you to dicover what is there. It is up to you to bring in the experience of a lifetime."
"Each day do something that is worth repeating."
"We don't focus and pay attention"...at least not enough to enjoy life's moments both good and bad.

This Blog reminded me of a quote that I often think of...
"Life is what happens while you're busy planning it."

My first memory...

One of my first vivid memories involves school...and a severe hatred for it! I was in Kindergarten, every morning my mom would make me chocolate Malt- O- Meal! If there was not Malt-O-Meal it was not an ordinary day. Chocolate was my favorite, but sometimes I would settle for the maple due to the fact that I had devoured all the chocolate! Anyways, my sisters had already left, I went to PM kindergarten. I would sit at the counter on a high stool, eating my Malt-O-Meal in peace. The same conversation always ensued with me asking if I could stay home. Every weekday this conversation would occur, I never gave up. I was NOT going to go! Oh, no! Every now and then I would get my way because I would cry and cry and cry! The days that I actually went to school I would cry. I hated kindergarten! Now, I would do anything to go back! This also happened a few times in 2nd grade.



Finally, my mom was so fed up with me crying to stay home she had to lie to me to get me to go. She told me that if I didn't go she would have to call the cops. Hahah- needless to say, I went.

I laugh about this now and was really laughing the other day because my 2nd grade teacher e-mailed me asking me if I remembered this?! Well, if she remembers it then I must!! Haha! She was asking me why I cried? or if I really ever knew. Oh the memories...

Memory as a Dance

I am going to be honest, the beginning of the semester has been a whirlwind of activities, work and many other things. I did not even attempt to take the time to look at other blogs. I regret that! But, this weekend I took some time to read a few other blogs...focusing on something other than my own work, their work is just as important!!!

One of the blogs I read was Kate Beaudoin's titled "The Dance". While this blog was very short, it was also very inviting and interesting. Memory is very much about both mind and senses, which we sometimes forget. Memory is also about music. The connection between music and memories is so intriguing!! One simple song can bring back so much, it no longer is a simple song playing then! For example, listening to The Hotel Cafe Tour songs brings me back to last spring because that is when I first heard it and listened to it all the time! Carrie Underwoood-a short lived summertime CD...
When you are doing something memorable and hear a certain song, you remember not only that song, but the moment. I can remember the person, what we were doing, what we said about it (if anything), oh God I am such a freak...sometimes I can even remember the date!!! That can be kind of scary...I don't know why though! I should be happy about that right? It definitely keeps things interesting. Talking about this memory reminds me of another actually- it's like a chain reaction! I remember talking to my roommate about this back in August. We discussed how if something happened or we hung out with a certain person we could remember details like the date, what we wore, where we went, etc. It's all very remarkable!

~Olfactory Memories~

Reading Helena's blog, "memory palace", made me consider, especially this weekend, the connection between smells and memories. I was at my sister's house this weekend and the smell of her house brings back summer memories for me. I lived with her while taking a six week literature course here. The smell of the soap in the bathroom brings me back to the many nights of getting ready and going out, having the time of my life! The bedroom which was mine temporarily...many late nights studying with the moonlight spilling through the window. Waking up in the early mornings to my nephew (only a few months old at the time) crying or laughing...that has not changed either!

We also baked cookies, which was often a summer favorite on her husband's poker nights! All these smells bring back sweet summer memories. The smells bring back not only the memories in the house, but what I was going to do. So, like the soap in the bathroom- still all I can think of is how many times I would be getting ready and where I went once that was done or more importantly who I went with!

My first summer in Bozeman was this past one, it was by far the best summer I have ever had! If only I could bring it back...but that is what the memories are for!