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Choco[holic]?

by on Dec.13, 2011, under My Rants!

Here’s the background: An alcoholic is someone who drinks in excess. That is, alcohol + the suffix -ic. Pretty straight forward right?

Here’s my question: Where did we get the idea that adding -holic to the end of everything means the same thing? When someone eats too much chocolate they are a chocoholic. Someone with a shopping problem is a shopaholic. Here’s the thing. The suffix -holic is part of the word alcohol! The only part that was added to mean “in excess” is the -ic.

Here’s the reality: Wouldn’t that make the chocolate junkie a chocolatic? And the girl who can’t put down her credit card a shopic?

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Lexicon

by on Sep.30, 2011, under Everyday life!

I’m taking a grammar class this semester that has really opened my eyes to different aspects of our language. For the past week we’ve been learning about the concept of a lexicon. In its simplest form a lexicon is the dictionary of words in your brain. Linguists have been studying this concept for years and there’s still a big question about how a bilingual brain works. If a person knows two languages do they have a separate lexicon, or dictionary, for each language? What about the people who can speak 4 languages, or 5?  Is it possible for the brain to separate the words of different languages into different compartments in your brain, or are they all stored together as one giant Webster’s?

I remember asking my high school Spanish teacher, a native English speaker, if she thought about the words in English and then translated them into Spanish to speak them, or if they simply came into her mind as Spanish. It took her a moment to think about it, and she said she really didn’t know. She couldn’t tell whether she quickly translated from English to Spanish in her mind or if her brain could naturally pull from her “Spanish dictionary” when needed. She finally described pretty accurately, in my opinion, of what must take place in one’s mind when speaking a foreign language. She said the one thing her mind did without her having to think about it, is choose the correct word for the occasion, no matter which language it happened to be. As an example she used the Spanish word “ojala.” It roughly translates into “to hope for” or “to deeply desire,” but in the context of the Spanish language it holds much more meaning than can be translated into English. There are also English words that don’t translate well into Spanish so when they are needed she said she uses the English version, even when speaking to someone in Spanish at the time.

One of my classmates has a Chinese mother, a Japanese father, and was born and raised in the United States. He said that when he was in school or around his classmates he would think and talk in English. At home he found himself thinking and talking in Chinese or Japanese, depending on which parent was around.

So it seems like our brain may be able to compartmentalize different languages and bring them forward when needed. Pretty cool huh?! My professor ended the class by asking which language we thought our classmate used when both his parents were around…Chinese of course!

(if that last joke didn’t make sense read above description of my classmate’s heritage)

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Back in Action

by on Sep.01, 2011, under Everyday life!

A Chicago newspaper headline boasts:  ”‘We hate math,’ say 4 in 10-a majority of Americans.”

Last I knew, 4 in 10 was not a majority. The way I see it, there are three possible reasons for this mathematical mistake. One: The word “majority” was added in order to grab twice as many people’s attention, those who are concerned with the growing rate of math haters and those who know that 4 out of 10 is not in fact a majority. Two: The editors didn’t notice. Three: The editors didn’t know that 4 out of 10 is not a majority.

The ironic part is, if attention was what they were hoping for, I am 100% aiding in this process. I saw this headline posted on the website www.failblog.org. I then wrote about it for an English assignment and am now re-posting it on my own blog. Guess the original headline really was effective!

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Weight Room Debacle

by on Mar.30, 2011, under College Life

“Never underestimate the power of a woman.”

Each time I go into the weight room to lift I get stranger and stranger looks from the guys who are working out. They’re not looks that suggest ‘ooh la la a girl,’ but instead they’re looks of bewilderment. I’ve been thinking this over for the last day or so and I’ve come up with a few possibilities:

1. My two teammates and I are the oddest group to see together; we’re like an Uh Oh Oreo. Jasmine looks like the typical sprinter. Theresa is built like a thrower but somehow has found her niche in triple jump, a sprinter’s event. And then there’s me; a sprinter and hurdler disguised as a gymnast.

2. I don’t act like most girls in the weight room. While most girls I see head straight for the machines dressed in their cute yoga pants and padded sports bras, I’m the complete opposite. Sometimes I’m in spandex and a dri-fit shirt, and sometimes i’m in basketball shorts and an over sized t-shirt. If I have a choice between the incline bench and the incline press machine, I’ll take the bench and the free weights anytime. In between sets I do sit ups instead of fixing my hair in the mirror. Instead of putting on makeup specifically to go to the weight room, I purposely don’t put any on knowing that that’s where I’m going.

3. Maybe…just maybe I’m getting to the point where the guys are impressed by the weights I’m doing. I’m not going to lie, at the beginning of fall I could barely bench the 45 pound bar, but now that I’ve been moving up in weights every couple weeks I’m beginning to look like I belong in there. Every time I go to do squats it seems as if everyone stops what they’re doing to look at the tiny girl putting up the big numbers in the weight room.

But who knows…maybe everyone is just laughing in their heads about how out of place I look…

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Indoor Conference

by on Mar.07, 2011, under Track and Field

Last weekend I was thrown full force into my very first collegiate Conference Track and Field meet. The initiation started at 4 am with a 14 hour bus ride from Fort Wayne Indiana to Fargo North Dakota. In the best case scenario it would be the nicest charter bus the school can get a hold of, with wi-fi, big screen TV’s and twice as much foot room between the seats as normal.  In the worst case scenario it would be a bright yellow school bus with a luggage rack on top. Ours was somewhere in between; could’ve been better, could’ve been a heck of a lot worse.

We arrived in Fargo right around dinner time and were checking into the hotel by 8:00. After a pre-meet team meeting we bunked down for the night. The next morning we headed for the track for our first day of competition. I ran the 400 leg in the distance medley relay and our 7th place finish earned us 2 points for our team. The third point for the IPFW Women’s Track and Field team came the next day when I popped off with a 61 second 400 in the 4×4 relay and we finished in 8th place. Although those were the only points scored they were not in fact the highlights of the meet. After a dismal showing last year we had girls who ran and threw not only season bests but set lifetime personal records as well. At the end of the meet we received drawstring bags with the Summit League logo on them as our Indoor Conference gifts (it sure is nice to get spoiled sometimes!).

The best moments of the trip came off the track however. After the first day of competing three other girls and I felt we needed to speed up the recovery time of our legs, AKA we needed ice baths ASAP. Well, we managed to come up with a plan in lieu of there not being an actual ice bath. We filled up plastic bags with all the ice in the hotel ice machines and 2 of us would sit with the ice bags covering us while the other two were in the hot tub. We would switch off every 5 minutes for a hot/cold bath effect. Let’s just say that 4 girls + 8 ice bags + 1 hot tub = memories that will never be forgotten. And I don’t know how quickly you skimmed the first paragraph but we had two 14 hour bus rides. I’m pretty sure that speaks for itself.

I have to say that my first collegiate Conference meet was nothing like I expected, and at the same time it was everything I had expected. Next year we’re hosting Indoor Conference at our brand new indoor track and let it be put down in writing right here and now: we will represent with our best foot forward and it won’t be easy to knock us off the podium in our own house. Go ‘Dons!

 

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12 Items or Less

by on Jan.14, 2011, under My Rants!

When you go through the checkout lane at a grocery store that is reserved for 12 items or less you don’t think much of it do you? Well I do! If you have eight items in your cart you do not in fact have less than 12 items, you have fewer. The way I remember the difference is from a comic strip my mom has hanging in her office. There are two lines of people waiting to check out in a grocery store. One line is labeled Fewer People and has about 5 people standing in line. The second line is labeled Less People and has the same number of people but they are missing an arm or a leg. The same could be said for a pie. If you cut a whole pie into 6 pieces and take one piece away you have less pie. You do not have less pieces, however, you have fewer pieces. Less pie as a whole, fewer pieces individually.

So I suppose you could say that in reality the 12 items or less line in a grocery store is reserved for the times when you pick up a 12 pack of water but decide you only want 9 bottles so you open it up and leave a few behind. Or maybe you realize you really only need half of the box of Little Debbie cakes so you dump the other half out before purchasing them.

Yes, these are really the kinds of things that keep me awake at night. I get it from my mother, and I guarantee she’ll laugh out loud while reading this post.

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Six Word Stories

by on Jan.03, 2011, under Everyday life!

Hemingway once wrote this story using just six words, “For sale: Baby shoes, never worn.” He considers this one of his greatest works. It prompted other famous writers, actors, directors, and poets to come up with stories of their own.

From scorched skyscrapers, men grew wings. ~Gregory Maguire

TIME MACHINE REACHES FUTURE! …nobody there… ~Harry Harrison

Bush told the truth. Hell froze. ~William Gibson

Optimist drowns in half full bathtub. ~Shaina

Dinosaurs return. Want their oil back. ~David Brin

Clones demand rights. Second Emancipation Proclamation. ~Paul di Filippo

Palin wins by one vote! Whose? ~Sherman Alexie

He read his obituary with confusion. ~Steven Meretzky

Leia: “Baby’s yours.” Luke: “Bad news…” ~Steven Meretzky

I came, I saw, I conquered. ~Julius Ceasar

I was inspired as well and these are a few I came up with:

Nobody believed. She proved them wrong.

Aliens arrive! Conclusion: No intelligent life.

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What’s Your Excuse?

by on Nov.22, 2010, under My Rants!

I just recently learned about what’s called the “bystander effect” in my psychology class. Tests have shown that people are less likely to help someone in need if there are a lot of people around. The theory is that if you are one of a only few who can help, you assume responsibility, but if there are others around then you pass the responsibility to them. If everyone does this , however, who’s going to be the one to step forward and help?

A perfect example of this is something that happened to me last year. I was at the Conference track meet and I was down on the infield warming up for my race. The girls were running their one mile race and all of the sudden one of the girls collapsed on the side of the track. I looked around and everyone had their back turned. Really? Of the 60 athletes on the infield and the hundreds of fans in the seats was it even possible that no one had seen her go down? She was in the main pack as they were heading down the home stretch, right in front of everyone. It took only a few moments for me to process all this and I ran to her side. The first thing I heard was a man from the stands yell out to me, “get her feet off the track, she’s in the way.”

The trainer came over and everything turned out alright but whenever I think about that day I’m just confused. An athlete goes down in front of hundreds of people and they just turn around and pretend they didn’t see it. I really hope that if something like that happened to me, someone would step up and help instead of assuming one of the other people around would do it.

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New Running Shoes!

by on Oct.06, 2010, under Track and Field

Sometimes all a girl needs is a good pair of running shoes

I was so excited two weeks ago when a couple teammates and I went to Three Rivers Running Company to get fitted for new running shoes. I’ve been training in my old shoes and was starting to develop shin splints. When we got to the store they made me run on a treadmill and they recorded it so they could play it back and see if I ran on the inside or outside of my feet. Apparently my right foot veers slightly in when I run, who knew? After testing out our favorite shoes by running up and down the block, we went to check out. The lady looked at us like we were crazy. After all, she was looking at three college girls and the price on her computer screen was over $300. “How would you like to pay for these?” she asked. We looked at her like we owned the place and told her that our coach would be covering the bill. Coach hadn’t gotten the order in yet unfortunately. We had to put the shoes on hold with the promise that we’d have our coach call the next day.

Two weeks, five emails to coach Fruchey, and two blood blisters later, I finally have new shoes in hand! They’re Saucony brand and they’re amazing. I wore them on my walk home just so I could try them out. I heard the workout for tomorrow is hell, but I don’t care because I have new shoes =)

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18th Birthday Bash

by on Sep.26, 2010, under Everyday life!

I’d give all wealth that years have piled, the slow result of life’s decay, to be once more a little child for one bright Summer day.

~Lewis Carroll “Solitude”

Last weekend I turned 18. My parents came to visit and asked what I wanted to do to celebrate. I really didn’t have any ideas until my dad said, “You know, Fort Wayne has a really nice zoo.” I was in! My 20 year old roommate and I had a blast! We walked around the zoo taking pictures of all the animals. As we were walking by the children’s petting zoo we saw that they were doing pony rides. We both looked at each other and took off running. It was a sad disappointment when we learned that you had to be 14 years of age or under. We managed to move on and continue with the rest of the zoo. We took crazy pictures and made noises to the animals. Everything that was meant for a child we immediately went in,  jumped on, or took a picture with.

I would highly recommend returning to your childhood as often as possible. It’s invigorating to simply run around and not care what people think of you. Take a lesson from Peter Pan and stay young as long as possible. Don’t try to grow up too quickly and leave behind your youth. That’s what makes people bitter in old age and regretful every day.

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