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It's been a crazy week and a half, and another one's coming up. The days have been blurring together--my sense of time is gone. I thought today was Tuesday and yesterday was Sunday (I guess Monday decided to not happen). Don't ask how that makes any sense but it did until I realized an hour ago it was Wednesday. I feel like I'm being spread really thin these days. I have a habit of doing that because I'm selfless. It's not that I'm constantly trying to please everyone but rather I'm doing what's right to makes things be okay. Does that make sense? And I always know I end up in a weird funk. It just hit me an hour ago when I realized today was Wednesday. I stopped for moment, sat back, and took a deep breath. I need to be pulled back down, to be grounded again. I've been so far away from myself these days, and it's been strange. Where did I go? And now I'm back on the run again. But that brief moment I had before... I think I'm good again. At least for now.
—Wednesday, March 28, 2007 1 comment Pull me back down
Driving back into the city, a friend observed that whenever we venture outside the city limits, it's like a bizarre world. There's actual landscape (forests, stretches and stretches of non-polluted water) and houses. Once you've had a taste of that and come back into the belly of the beast, your entire attitude becomes, "Ugh! There are so many people! Why do I even live here?" Then after a day of readjustment, when you get back into the rhythm, you realize, "Oh, this is why." It's part of you to be living in this hectic city. It is you. And then you return to the cynical and bitter New Yorker that you are (or have become) and curse at all the slow walking tourists.
—Sunday, March 25, 2007 1 comment Bizarro Land
Modern art intrigues me. I always wonder how some of the artwork becomes art. I'm sure those art people can go off on a rant telling me this and that, but for the non-art people, it seems too easy. A line on a paper? Painted rope? A fluorescent light in the corner? Is there really any meaning behind it? I mean, it looks cool and it's interesting but... I think it has to do with the popularity and the status of the artist. Once that's established, almost anything he or she does is considered 'great' art. I don't know. But modern art intrigues me. So I saw Van Gogh's "Starry Night" in the flesh. You know what that painting always reminds me of? Boy Meets World. Do you remember that episode? Oh, Cory & Topanga. Thanks, YouTube! Boy Meets World, "Starry Night": Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3
—Saturday, March 24, 2007 2 comments MOMA and Boy Meets World
I should've figured something was up when I saw the abundance of black SUVs and the white tent with photography flashes constantly going off inside. But you tend to go about your own business around here because it's nothing out of the ordinary when something like that happens. I found out it was the Reign Over Me premiere. It's wild. I'm going through the premiere photos and I can pick out the backgrounds of some the photos. Anyway, I hopped onto the elevator in the building I was in to leave and there were 4 guys dressed in tuxedos. After a brief awkward pause, they started talking. "Jada Pinkett looked stunning in that yellow dress!" "Will Smith was the man!" "Oh, and did you see Tim Robbins?" I stood there, wide-eyed and listening. They were from the Reign Over Me premiere. For whatever reason, I was a little skeptical but Jada Pinkett Smith looked stunning in her yellow dress, Will Smith is the man, and hey, Tim Robbins was there. Just another day in the city...
—Wednesday, March 21, 2007 1 comment Elevator talk
Mr. Feeny is in Blades of Glory! Man, I totally grew up on Boy Meets World. Thinking about that show makes me nostalgic. Oh, the 90's. I loved Cory. Shawn was a total hottie and I loved how quirky Eric was. Mr. Feeny was just plain awesome and "Topanga!" Oh my god, remember Minkus!? I kind of had a thing for Harley at one point. Those two goons that hung around him, Frankie (now Randy on My Name is Earl) and Joey the Rat (now of The Elected / Rilo Kiley). Ohh, Mr. Turner. Dude, I thought he was smokin' even with that mullet. (I think the first 4 seasons are out on DVD.) I remember looking forward to TGIF on ABC and waiting to see what happened to Cory next. Oh, wow. Do you remember TGIF? I remember the line-up as Family Matters, Boy Meets World, Step by Step, and Hangin' with Mr. Cooper. I kept watching when Sabrina the Teenage Witch came later but somewhere soon after, TGIF kind of died out. And ha! After TGIF was always 20/20 with Barbara Walters. I always remembered switching off the TV whenever that started. Sorry, Barb. Suddenly I feel very old. Speaking of which, I was talking to a friend recently and he mentioned that there's a very big generation gap between ours and the latest. They don't remember what we grew up on. For us and the older generations, we're pretty knowledgeable with the 70's and 80's, so the gap isn't that big. We dig the vintage things. But it's just plain weird when you talk to the latest generation because they have no idea what Salute Your Shorts or Legends of the Hidden Temple were. Or what those slap bracelets were. (I had a neon green and pink one!) Making those 90's references warrants a strange look. It feels like the 90's wasn't anything. But it was, man. It was.
—Tuesday, March 20, 2007 1 comment Mr. Feeny!
1. Search and browse through images on Flickr 2. Read Wikipedia (I'm such a Wikipedia junkie) 3. Refresh various pop culture outlets for the latest 4. Check RSS feeds 5. Check email 6. YouTube. Lather, rinse, repeat... if I can shake YouTube. (Usually I stop at #5 because I know YouTube is the end of me.) Also, the final show with Ze Frank. It was one good year, so thank you.
—Sunday, March 18, 2007 6 comments How I waste time
Which web browser do you prefer? I use Safari mostly, but Firefox and Camino are my alternates if something doesn't play nice with Safari. Or if Safari kind of freaks out. PC users can chip in, too! I'm curious if anyone's switched back from Firefox to the new IE.
—Friday, March 16, 2007 3 comments Browser of choice
I'll just blame the weather for putting me in this weird funk because we all like to point fingers and have tangible reasons. Seriously though, how does it go from 70 degrees to 30 degrees the next day? And then snow tomorrow? Weather has bipolar disorder. Anyway, I'm in a weird mood. It's one of those not quite happy, not quite sad, but mostly sad/serious moods. That probably makes no sense, but that's how I feel right now. Or how I've been feeling most of the day. Wait, yeah, exactly like the weather! It started off in the 60's and then gradually made its way down into the 30's. I was okay this morning and then-- poof, gone. Weird mood started. So it is the weather. Hi, seasonal affective disorder. My friend picked it out when I was talking on the phone before but I was in denial because if I did say I was in a weird mood, I wouldn't have a reason why (besides weather). I guess it's kind of like a 'Scrubs' episode. There are the laughs and ridiculous moments but in the end, it gets you. I think that's the best way to describe my mood: that serious moment in the show.
—Thursday, March 15, 2007 2 comments A weird mood
So I saw a Starbucks with a 24 hour drive-thru yesterday... Happy Pi Day!
—Wednesday, March 14, 2007 2 comments Starbucks drive-thru & Pi Day
So I've noticed I haven't really posted anything of substance around here. I don't know why. Everytime I sit down to maybe write an entry, my mind goes blank as if nothing has happened in that day. Or at all. But I can tell you that I recently cut someone in line at the local Duane Reade. This guy thought he was in line but he really wasn't. He was doing that wandering around thing, looking at the candy in the aisle and not staying put. So I cut him. When you wander around like that, you are NOT in line. You can't just leave your shoes and walk away. I say fuck shoes. (Now I'm just quoting Dane Cook which, incidentally, was all I could think of when I was cutting this guy.) Of course the guy got a little mad. I heard him clear his throat and rustle his other bags he was holding. Dude, you wandered away. I swooped in and took your spot. This is what happens. When you're in line, you are committed unless you forgot to pick something up and have to clearly step, not wander, out of line. So I just stared ahead (at the future) and smiled. So, what's up with you?
—Saturday, March 10, 2007 2 comments What's up, world (wide web)?
"She followed slowly, taking a long time, as though there were some obstacle in the way; and yet: as though, once it was overcome, she would be beyond all walking, and would fly." "A man climbed Everest once without any oxygen and came down nearly dead. Someone asked him, 'Why did you go up there to die?' He said, 'I didn't, I went up there to live.'" "I thank you God for most this amazing day; for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and blue true dream of sky; and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes." Also, VIRB is now open to the public! Score.
—Thursday, March 8, 2007 0 comments These days
Cool! Alright! Get-get-get-get up, mom. My friend showed this to me a few months ago, and I still find it hilarious. It's so twisted, it's funny. You know you're gonna be quoting it! NOT ALRIGHT.
—Friday, March 2, 2007 1 comment Not alright
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