Archive for April 2004
I shall be released
about liking my job
but that time has passed away.
I wanted to sing
while plucking a string
and watching green grass sway.
I wanted to write
by pale candlelight
how bushido is The Way.
Not tonight, not tonight
Someone traded in a DVD of Office Space at Blockbuster, so you can buy it there for $9.99
They keep taking me to these meetings where they reveal confidential information about the company. I just sit there and nod and feel that my being there is some mistake, that the CFO thinks I'm a phony or something. I keep sensing that I'm supposed to play some sort of social game by asking relevant questions and thus displaying my brillance, but I have a low tolerance for that.BIG FISH is pretty good
I give it 7 out of ten.
Now I have a digital camera which replaces the two that were stolen from me. If I had decided to disregard the fact that the Liz Phair concert was definitely no cameras allowed and taken one of them with me, I would have not only a camera with a photo of Liz Phair, but also a pictoral representation of the last six months of my life. Which is to say lots of pictures of me playing Champions of Norrath. But now I have a camera again. In order to document my life properly -- or at all for that matter -- I think I'll need to carry it with me at all times. The other day was the perfect opportunity, a trip with my homies to an NBA playoff game featuring fancy seats and a chick to bring me gigantic jumbo shrimp whilst I sit in the very same fancy seat. Of course I did not have the camera. When will I learn?
Dying but not yet
Whoops.
Some high ground is not worth taking
(I would have posted this sooner but my Internet connection was down.)
Hornbyesque
Joshua Bell -Traumeri (Dreaming) – R Shumann (2:30)
It is the dawning of a new day. Your eyes are waking with the rising of the sun, slowly coming into focus. Still dreaming, but nearly awake.
The Audiophile is a musician at heart. Like the classical musician –the True Artist in the mind of the Audiophile – He seeks to create and contemplate beauty. The Violinist has his violin, but what does the Audiophile have? Only the knobs of his Sony or the sliders on his Panasonic. Or, to the Geek, the auto-loading Equalizer preset on Winamp.
For truly fiddling with these things is how the Audiophile seeks to attain perfection… Nirvana… Hollywood Heaven. Just as the Audiophile imagines the Violinist does it, just as he imagines it feels to be him.
Which is why each True Pop fan must own at least one MP3 of really good classical music.
Tokyokel
'Order your Modest Mouse bootleg.'
That the menu-based interface of life would be easy to navigate, even though the indecipherable language symbols were just as foreign to me as I was to them.
I was only prepared for the shock of finding out that Tokyo was exactly the opposite of how I imagined it would be by only imagining it once, briefly, before making the decision of moving there. Which is to say, not prepared much at all.
You might even say that all my worst fears were true. Remember that at first the only real emotion you'd felt on that church missions trip to Mexico was the overriding fear that you should not have left home.
Movies to Netflix, though I am aware that I work in a video store.
A Clockwork Orange – Definitely the most psychedelic of all Kubrick's movies, excluding 2001, which I still have not seen. (Also, it can remind you of that nice Jewish girl that sat next to you in class.)
Miyazaki's Spirited Away –The most stunning of all animated features, its beauty will take your breath away. Superior to either Mononoke Hime or, unfortunately, Kiki's Delivery Service.
Spy-Kids 3D – But only after you make yourself a few pairs of 3-D glasses, because you just know they won't include them with the DVD.
Lover, you should have come over
It's been awhile since I've written; I hope you can forgive me. Inspiration has been lacking for the blog, but picking up in other areas.
Anyway, I'm coming off the mountain today to recommend a movie called Dopamine which is a smart and realistic-seeming film that is both intellectual and plain about love. It's sad but it's hopeful. The movie itself is short and independent and very cool and hip.
Rather than say any more I'll just link to Roger Ebert's review. But I will say that this film, which is released on DVD tomorrow, will appeal to a certain contingent of my blog-reading audience as it's about a computer programmer, set in San Francisco, and stars that one girl from Sports Night.
This is the end
I once saw this movie on the Imax Screen and it was one of the better experiences of my life.
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