I stopped wanting to blog for a while.
Some thoughts I've had that were bloggable anyway:
1: The best song to listen to while you briskly walk 9 blocks to work is Jesus Children of America - Stevie Wonder. The best with simply not one parallel.
2: (from last night watching PBS) Charlotte Bronte, you crack me up you crazy bitch I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN. The perfect love would be if he were rich, convinced I was the straight bomb because of my unflappable character, but a little too difficult/ too often insulting, so I left, came into my own damn inheritance, and when I made my return he was blind. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
That might be it.
Monday, January 29, 2007
Friday, January 5, 2007
leave seventeen minutes late and you will see
Parallel Universe New York where soulful men abound
I'm late and a little "still drunk" this morning and can I tell you and I think I fell through a wormhole too. On the subway, I sat across from cute glasses with a broken arm watery blue eyes, and sexy beard reading the economist in a back-to-the-future-style life preserver, and next to reading Kerouac mini poems and then sketching with waffle grey long sleeve touching my arm. This is BEFORE 57th street where everything got even more who are you -- see there's also something in the air because it's warmer than spring and it's starting to rain a bit. (It's global warming.) But the crosstown walk at 9:27 this morning felt like going for a swim with a lot of elegantly dressed guys and me in a lot of knits and no coat. We all seemed to have chosen or actually not chosen to float today in parallel NY...
I have not yet spilled coffee for example.
I'm late and a little "still drunk" this morning and can I tell you and I think I fell through a wormhole too. On the subway, I sat across from cute glasses with a broken arm watery blue eyes, and sexy beard reading the economist in a back-to-the-future-style life preserver, and next to reading Kerouac mini poems and then sketching with waffle grey long sleeve touching my arm. This is BEFORE 57th street where everything got even more who are you -- see there's also something in the air because it's warmer than spring and it's starting to rain a bit. (It's global warming.) But the crosstown walk at 9:27 this morning felt like going for a swim with a lot of elegantly dressed guys and me in a lot of knits and no coat. We all seemed to have chosen or actually not chosen to float today in parallel NY...
I have not yet spilled coffee for example.
Tuesday, January 2, 2007
You are my sunshine (HBO)
I have my issues with the TV machine... not only does advertising make me angry, but also I'm such a psycho that I spend most every "watching a narrative" experience trying to figure to what ratio I'm like each character and whether or not that's okay. Or anyway that's what I do with "Girlfriends"...
But this HBO channel is something else entirely. I'm not an idiot -- I've been watching the good HBO shows like Six Feet Under and the Sopranos either on my Dad's Tivo or off of DVDs for as long as anybody. But I would like to debrief you on just how much better it is to have a cold New Year's weekend WITH HBO than without.
Day One: Wake up -- cloudy. don't want to move. Order the Thai. What's on TV? Football. Football. Informercial about a dish rack. Telemundo. "Sexy" "Wicked" WB Junk. HBO- The Family Stone. A delightful romp where dying of cancer brings the family together and I think I'm very little like the Sarah Jessica Parker character, MUCH more like her younger sister you're supposed to like and maybe a little like the Evan Rachel Wood character and is she beautiful or what incidentally?
Later, another quality movie!! I can't remember now.. pretty great though!
Day 2: wake up to Tsunami recreation movie. As noted in Saturday's post, this made Thailand look pretty sweet and I can't wait to go some time! I hope there isn't a tsunami but, I won't spend ANY time staring at the sand if the tide recedes strangely. No way.
Day 3: Wake up to the greatest thing to wake up to in the entire world which is the movie version of Ray Bradbury's "A Sound of Thunder." Really the best argument for suspending disbelief I have ever encountered. Remember in the story how when they get back from the expedition, it ends on this note of subtle terror because two things are different in the future and it's the denotation of the language and who won the election that morning. Well in the MOVIE they skip all that nuance crap and what's different is HUGE BABBOON LIZARDS -- and do I need to say they're quite fast? "A Sound of Thunder" is a superior superior movie. The scientists are so scientific, they don't even rush back to the past to just stop the whole thing. In spite of the "time waves" coming fater and faster and threatening obliteraion, in spite of the babboon lizards, they do not venture back to attempt to undo their damage until they've FOUND OUT EXACTLY WHAT happened -- which means a lot of trudging through babboon lizard country and hoping the next time wave isn't their last. I am not like ANY of the characters in this movie at ALL.
HBO, you have made waking up with a cold inCREDIBLE.
But this HBO channel is something else entirely. I'm not an idiot -- I've been watching the good HBO shows like Six Feet Under and the Sopranos either on my Dad's Tivo or off of DVDs for as long as anybody. But I would like to debrief you on just how much better it is to have a cold New Year's weekend WITH HBO than without.
Day One: Wake up -- cloudy. don't want to move. Order the Thai. What's on TV? Football. Football. Informercial about a dish rack. Telemundo. "Sexy" "Wicked" WB Junk. HBO- The Family Stone. A delightful romp where dying of cancer brings the family together and I think I'm very little like the Sarah Jessica Parker character, MUCH more like her younger sister you're supposed to like and maybe a little like the Evan Rachel Wood character and is she beautiful or what incidentally?
Later, another quality movie!! I can't remember now.. pretty great though!
Day 2: wake up to Tsunami recreation movie. As noted in Saturday's post, this made Thailand look pretty sweet and I can't wait to go some time! I hope there isn't a tsunami but, I won't spend ANY time staring at the sand if the tide recedes strangely. No way.
Day 3: Wake up to the greatest thing to wake up to in the entire world which is the movie version of Ray Bradbury's "A Sound of Thunder." Really the best argument for suspending disbelief I have ever encountered. Remember in the story how when they get back from the expedition, it ends on this note of subtle terror because two things are different in the future and it's the denotation of the language and who won the election that morning. Well in the MOVIE they skip all that nuance crap and what's different is HUGE BABBOON LIZARDS -- and do I need to say they're quite fast? "A Sound of Thunder" is a superior superior movie. The scientists are so scientific, they don't even rush back to the past to just stop the whole thing. In spite of the "time waves" coming fater and faster and threatening obliteraion, in spite of the babboon lizards, they do not venture back to attempt to undo their damage until they've FOUND OUT EXACTLY WHAT happened -- which means a lot of trudging through babboon lizard country and hoping the next time wave isn't their last. I am not like ANY of the characters in this movie at ALL.
HBO, you have made waking up with a cold inCREDIBLE.
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