Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Friday, February 27, 2009

*update- this video is totally worth watching. it can no longer be embedded but can still be seen here.
i am not sure why or how or what needs to be done to get around NBC's shenanigans so this is the best i could do...just click on it for crying out loud.

Monday, January 12, 2009

waking life versus the anti hero

i'm reading Choke by chuck palahniuk..the guy who wrote Fight Club...it's okay...so far i have really liked his stuff. i read that it is in a genre of it's own...i guess i could see that...the idea of the antihero bothers me on a level other than intellectual...i don't know what it is...maybe reading praise for an antihero on a book jacket seems...i don't know...to depreciate it somehow. here's the thing, the Donald Kaufman side of me...good old car chase sci-fi bob...has a favorite movie that the intellectual snob cringes to hear...Fight Club...fuckin' love it mate...get's me all squirelly the way i like to be...drinking whisky and smashing stuff...gave myself a black eye while working the night shift as a personal assistant to a C4 level spinal injury, that's quadriplegic, patient after watching that movie...i blamed him.
so anti hero...sounds like an interesting construct to work with yet i hear myself...or some part of myself...saying "fuck that". the part of me that an anti hero appeals to actually...i have this haunting notion that middle aged fathers of three living in the lap of luxury who love Fight Club and dream about the end of this house of cards reality that we call society are kind of ...immature, and again i hear a part of me, after taking a long draw of a cigarette that i don't smoke, say "fuck that".
life goes on.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

you are what you love, not what loves you.

Adaptation written by Charlie and Donald Kaufman, directed by mr.jonze himself. where to begin?     how about with an attempted segway...

Susan Orlean: Aww, I wish I were an ant. Awww, they're so shiny.
John Laroche: You're shinier than any ant darlin'
Susan Orlean: That's the sweetest thing anybody has EVER said to me.
John Laroche: Well, I like ya', that's why.

this movie is Shakespearean.
there i said it...perhaps not as a result of that particular dialogue but it blows my frigging mind in every direction. have you seen it? watch it again and tell me i am wrong. if you haven't seen it...shame on you...
go watch it twice ...seriously.
i don't know how to put it into words...do human beings exist that can come up with this many ideas and conceptually weave them into a coherent notion THEN actually get it down on paper...it pisses me off to be totally honest...why does he get to be the infinth monkey eh? why does kaufmans key bashing contain a coherence to boggle the mind......flowers are pretty.
a quick question...does linking a movies name to a download site with it's torrent get one into trouble? it's kind of like pointing out to someone who is broke that there is money in the bank if they needed some. is that aiding and abetting? go to pirate bay yourself i suppose...Hint:search after Kaufman not adaptation...
i'm just sayin'...
i want to mention the horrible font i use on my blog. in the aforementioned Adaptation we meet a character named robert mckee.. an actual person IRL who teaches seminars on story writing..he has a list of ten commandments of story writing...Kaufman breaks most of these commandments..but i noticed that on the list Kaufman's imaginary brother tapes above his workspace as inspiration, the first rule is "thou shalt respect your audience" whereas on mckees original list in his REAL book it's number five...curious...is Kaufman making a statement about mckee's de-prioritizing a writers respect for the audience? or am i a just strange sick little man for noticing? ANYHOO the font is hard to read for "the audience" a.k.a. you BUT i think it looks cool and apparently i don't care about you that much...or enough to sacrifice the look of my page to it's content...how superficial can i be? that superficial. so all you readers a.k.a. no one..who think it is annoying when people use courier...well you don't exist now do you? so that's that.
anyway...life goes on
Oh yeah...here's the preview to Charlies new mind melter.

Friday, January 9, 2009

ants rule

It's less a question of figuring what to write about than it is deciding what not to write about. i could probably not write about the Hulk for instance. allot of people didn't like the Ang Lee hulk...too little action...too boring. Those people are idiots. well perhaps not idiots, but then again perhaps so. the tempo of the flick is reflected the temperament of the character...in my books that's not boring...that's art. yes a movie about a giant green man what climaxed with him fighting a giant electricity monster (which is his father) is art...idiots.
i could also not write about ants. specifically i could not write about the genus Temnothorax. but why god why wouldn't i when those little buggers blow my frigging mind? here's the deal. they are of a race of ants whose nurseries are pillaged by a larger race of ant...Americana something...read the article...so these darn yankee ants take the eggs of many different raided colonies home and hatch them and put them to work...sure, that's pretty amazing ..BUT..to my everlasting delight, it turns out the aforementioned Temothorax ants, once they hatch, sabotage the nurseries of their captors...putting their eggs in out of the way moldy corners to die or tearing them apart...a quote:

"Overall, slave nursemaids kill some 80 percent of their captors’ young queens and some 60 percent of the young workers"

i'll wait for that to sink in...the ramifications are pretty astounding...





yup..genetically evolved saboteur ants...hatched in a foreign hostile environment and put to work doing exactly what they would be doing at home...yet something doesn't feel right to these wee freaks so they set to work killing the eggs of the only queen they have ever known..
..what what? WHAT? between sixty and eighty percent of the eggs...it boggles the mind or my mind anyway.
i could save time by not pondering the nature of a blog audience of ... as previously mentioned i am not even honest in my journal entries...at sometime somewhere i decided that in order to write i needed an audience in mind...okay forget sometime somewhere...it was Kurt Vonnegut Jr...my absolute favorite writer...excluding Shakespeare because that's too pretentious...holy crap the herbal sleepy-time medication i bummed off my mum just kicked in.. i must be getting sleepy, i was just way too honest about something i should not reveal to a blog audience...anyway before i fade away and forget what else i probably shouldn't write about...KVJ, as i like to call him, he's dead now...so it goes...anyway he always wrote for his dead sister Alice, whose children he adopted if i remember correctly...he thought to himself if Alice would like what i just wrote than it's good enough...or funny or whatever...his thought was that to write one should have an audience in mind. my journal entries, i decided, could one day be read by my boys... i have three sons...they're awesome...well just how honest can the me of now, or even of yesterday, hope to be with his sons of tomorrow? not very apparently...just read my journal. now i am drugged so i apologize for not not writing about the best TV show ever made Dexter. or STIKFAS, the coolest toy i've seen in a while...or the process of being diagnosed ADHD by the Swedish medical industry and the crazy tests they make you take or my drama as conflict resolution class or more ants...like Salvador Dalis' ants as a symbol of death and decay.....but i'm sleepy...
life goes on

Thursday, January 8, 2009

hung up on the monkeys.

so i got to thinking about the infinite monkey theorem...i actually read the link that i posted..odd that...giving directions to a relative somewhere...that equation tells us that if we had a billion monkeys typing, the chance that they would NOT write banana is 17%...83% chance of banana...why is this fact so funny to me...is it the infinite? the monkey? the banana? cometo think of it wouldnt a word like banana have a greater chance to be typted by a silly monkey? abananananababanabanb...the B and the N are right beside each other...then its simply a question of the silly monkey... aka you and i ... slslslslsl-inh or nananana-ing...and a quarter inch slip...presto change-O you're reading about a banana.

life goes on.


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