Melissa Delucchi's blog http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/ A cataloging of one body's greatest acts. And of two smaller bodies' most adorable acts. en-us Fri, 14 Sep 2007 18:08:33 EST Fri, 14 Sep 2007 18:08:33 EST melissa.delucchi@case.edu melissa.delucchi@case.edu http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss Movable Type v3.121 The Tao of Poo http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/2007/09/14/the_tao_of_poo Get this: the grad student in my lab hates pooing. This doesn't stop me (but rather, encourages me) from bringing... http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/2007/09/14/the_tao_of_poo Poo Fri, 14 Sep 2007 18:08:33 EST Get this: the grad student in my lab hates pooing. This doesn't stop me (but rather, encourages me) from bringing up the subject nearly every time I'm in the group office. How can you not enjoy pooing?

Then it hit me: poo - like death - is inevitable. In the words of our hippie fore-fathers: shit happens. Mr. Boring has never once enjoyed his pooping, and so believes it to be a chore. In fact, the only enjoyment ever derived from the act was knowing that it was taken care of for a little while. I simply can't imagine living like that. One of the biggies of Taoism (one of my hobbies) is that you must accept your own death in order to live. You can't live in fear of death. Are people like Mr. Boring just afraid of poop? Is that what's keeping them from enjoying such a natural and common process?

So I say unto you - be not afraid of pooping. Embrace your body and all of its beatiful processes so that you may enjoy every moment, even those spent on the can.

]]> Poster Closed http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/2007/04/19/poster_closed I just received my printed poster from Bill G Media (shameless plug, but he did a great job), so any... http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/2007/04/19/poster_closed Poo Thu, 19 Apr 2007 00:10:16 EST I just received my printed poster from Bill G Media (shameless plug, but he did a great job), so any new comments aren't actually going to go on my poster. And neither did a few that came in during the last few days. Thanks to everyone who helped out, though. I feel really confident about the poster session Friday.

]]> My Source Poster http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/2007/04/13/my_source_poster I presented my poster in senior project seminar last Friday, and have made significant improvements to it since then. A... http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/2007/04/13/my_source_poster Poo Fri, 13 Apr 2007 19:05:49 EST I presented my poster in senior project seminar last Friday, and have made significant improvements to it since then. A lot of the suggestions made in class have been put into place, but I would really like to have a nice poster because I'm pretty anal about this kind of thing (and it will most likely end up at home after the SOURCE Symposium and I want my Daddy to be proud). It's attached here as a pretty giant PDF, and I figured a blog entry would be the best way to get comments that others can read and comment on as well. Don't be afraid to be mean to me. I'm mean to other people.

]]> smelly sock http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/2007/03/27/smelly_sock Yesterday, the cutest kitten in the world smelled something funny in my sock. It wasn't poo, I promise. I was... http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/2007/03/27/smelly_sock Kitties Tue, 27 Mar 2007 00:42:49 EST Yesterday, the cutest kitten in the world smelled something funny in my sock. It wasn't poo, I promise. I was just sitting on the recliner, and she kept rubbing her face on it, and smelling it. After a few minutes, she tried to lick it. In a crazed kitten frenzy, she bit through my sock to the meat of my foot. She play-bites a lot, but I've never been real-bitten by the little cutey. When I drew my foot away from her quickly, she darted off. It was the beginning of kitten crazy time.

She came back a minute or so later, and steadily made her way around the chair. I teased her a little by moving my foot around, and she continued to nuzzle it and sniff, eventually biting again. My second recoil sent her away again, and I couldn't get her to play with my foot anymore.

Until she was ready for more.

About three in the morning, I wake up to a tickling in my feet. Moments of cognizence help me realize it's the kitty, and she's chewing on my sock. This time, she's not breaking through to the foot underneath. Just nibbling enough to get the flavor she's looking for.

I'm never borrowing Ben's socks again.

]]> day1 http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/2007/03/27/day1 I just pooed. My second for the day. My first was this morning before I took a shower. Wasn't really... http://blog.case.edu/mmd11/2007/03/27/day1 Poo Tue, 27 Mar 2007 00:00:08 EST I just pooed. My second for the day. My first was this morning before I took a shower. Wasn't really interesting. Neither fast nor slow, firm or soft. No particular satisfaction. This one - it was a lightning poo: the kind where you sit down, and less than a minute later, you're standing back up again. The Quickness of your standard pee, but with a greater sense of satisfaction. Not just a rarity, but a minor miracle. No shock to the system, no lingering odor. Nothing short of perfection.

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