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[Dec. 3rd, 2009|10:11 am] |
This is the morningtime, and I don't want to be awake, but my desire to have a college degree somehow trumps my seasonal depression.
Eric and I talked about writing comic books for a few hours yesterday. We went to a local Goodwill, which has received about 30 boxes of $1 comics from a local store that's going out of business. I bought some cool stuff, like an issue of Conan where he fights zombies. Got some Sabretooth, some Punisher issues, a lot of Nick Fury stuff, and some Cthulhu Stories. The latter looks really cool because it was written by Steve Niles (of 30 Days of Night fame).
The semester is ending, and I don't really know how I feel about it. I've had bursts of creativity every now and again, but mostly I've just been stewing about. Read True Loves yesterday. It's a bound comic, the story of a girl and a guy who get together in Canada. Scott Pilgrim-esque, but with less "videogame" and a more realistic cast/relationships. Working on the second volume right now.
Still reading Under The Dome. It consumes me. 600 pages in or so.
I've also been playing Red Faction: Guerilla. Maybe I should play fewer games and write more awesomenesses. |
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| saul williams |
[Nov. 21st, 2009|07:13 pm] |
So, I've been reading Saul Williams' poetry today. Everyone should by , said the shotgun to the head right damn now.
this loaded phallus has becum the prevailing metaphor of the day
you've spent your chi on cheap versions of the virgin
you've worshipped loopholes in a story and war shipped mythic men to glory
if in god's image then your god's a plastic surgeon - Saul Williams StSttH p.172 |
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| Break-fast |
[Nov. 21st, 2009|01:12 pm] |
I don't know what to talk about, really.
I've been compiling resources for my two papers that I need to write in a month, and the more I gather, the more I realize that I'll have to actually read, and that's scary as hell. The pile just keeps growing.
I've come up with several short story ideas, but I'm so damn lazy that I can't manage to write them. I don't know what it is. A lack of clarity somewhere in my mind-space. Fiction overcoding everything that I can attempt to do.
I think that MW2 is taking up all of my time. It makes me sad, but I can't stop. Addiction.
Stephen King's new book, Under the Dome, is actually pretty awesome. I capitalized on the price war between Amazon and Walmart, you know. I'm about 1/10 of the way through it, and I like it. It's typical King, and it's shallow writing, but I'll be damned if it isn't funny and well thought out.
I can't manage to write. I can't manage.
I'm watching Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, because A watched it yesterday. Fantastic. |
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| on writing |
[Nov. 2nd, 2009|01:34 pm] |
"There is something wildly wrong (and, it seems, wholly American) about approaching "the business" as some sort of magically charged career riddle which - if you are able to unlock it through the right Brown'esque combination of perfect cover letters, impeccable word count, proper consideration for what genre is selling at the moment and attachment of the rightly sepia-toned author photo - will somehow automatically catapult you into literary stardom, as long as you don't do fuck-all else than meet the basic requirements and oh by the way you also have to write a book, at some point. Hearing people who claim to have an affinity for the literary side of life, when they yammer on and on about the freaking business just boggles the mind. Sure, it's a good thing to know the basics, but why treat it like it's a "part" of being a writer. Writing never had anything to do with making money."
- Funk In Shoe of SA, here
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[Oct. 26th, 2009|02:12 pm] |
I've decided that I have enough time to be writing, and that there's no reason that I shouldn't be. Lita's posts in Twitter have really made me think abou tmy creativity, and why I'm not using it. So I've started using it. I resubbed a short story that I thought was good, though it wasn't picked up the first time I put it in. I have the idea for another novel, and yet another idea for a short story set in the same "world".
Speaking of novels, the one I've been writing for about 9 months is going again. I've written approximately 10k words since May, which is terrible and unacceptable, but I can only write it when I feel like it. To a certain extent, I'm putting a lot of me into it, so sometimes it gets hard to write. There's some terrible stuff that happens, and some good stuff too. I don't know. I think it's good. I hope other people think it's good.
I'm thinking about starting a blog, but then I realize that I don't even update this thing very often, so there's no reason that I would update anything else. I don't know. I need to do more flash fictiony stuff.
Lots of the LJ updates that I read are about relationships or boy troubles or personal things. These are my boy troubles. I'm the shitty boy in my life.
In other news, I'm reading Writing on Drugs by Sadie Plant, and it's fantastic. Lots of stuff that I didn't know before.
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| science |
[Oct. 19th, 2009|03:35 pm] |
I just came off of a four day fall break with A, so forgive me if things are disjointed and out of range for what should be posted on the internet. There will be none of that, actually.
I have an article for the school newspaper that does fairly well, and I just changed the entire format of the thing, so we'll see how it goes. It went from being slapsticky comedy to serious, Ebert-like criticism about pop culture. This week I explain that "Die Hard" is the most important film of the 1980s. Maybe that's true, I don't know.
I finished Zizek's Violence, but I'll be goddamned if he didn't publish a new book already. I got Matt Kindt's Super Spy in the mail today, and that's awesome, because he's awesome. You know what I'm saying.
I have $50 in magazines to read through. I think that i need to be writing more, and I'm not. I'm still halfway done with the novel. I get it out about once a week, look at it, write 500 words, then put it away. I just have this feeling of ennui about it, and it's hard to get over it.
On the other hand, I have a couple short story ideas that I'm tossing around, as well as a cool concept for a pretty P.K. Dick-ish short. That's really all I have today, I just wanted to get back in the habit of writing in this thing, since I'm so shit at it.
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[Oct. 16th, 2009|09:52 am] |
So I'm on fall break at the apartment, and I keep smelling this syrupy smell. I finally figured of that it's a candle that A has placed in the corner of the room. I want to throw it away, but I am sure that she will not allow me to. So that's ok, I'll deal.
This article posits that young straight women want to have sex with young gay men, and that explains the resurgence of vampires in the norm these days. I would be questioning if I didn't see so many women my age going batshit crazy over the idea of young men slashing it up. It really does make sense to me. At the same time, is this something cultural post-internet, or has this always been in this way? Is there just an outlet for this now? It's interesting either way.
Also, by watching the link in the article, I realized that True Blood rips off NIN's video for "Hurt" by using the exact same footage of the rotting fox.
I've been watching Stroker and Hoop for the past two days while A is at school. It's still one of the best shows to ever come on television. It's end-of-the-season-recap-episode is even great, and not shitty like most shows (Friends, I'm looking at you.) When urine fumes start speaking to you in an odd accent, you know the show is good. "I'm part ammonia!"
I'm less that 25 pages away from being done with Zizek's Violence and P.K. Dick's The Man in the High Castle. The former is pretty good, and I'm gonna share a quote.
...universal human rights are effectively the rights of white male property owners to exchange freely on the market and exploit workers and women, as well as exert political domination. The latter is pretty good as well, but it's vastly different that other Dick, just because the alteration of reality is totalizing in all instances save for one page in the text. Still beautifully written, though, and that's saying something since it's a political espionage book, which I hate 99% of the time.
Not a lot else to say. Going to eat Sonic with A in about an hour. I'm so incredibly happy.
Also, I bought $50 in magazines yesterday at Publix, one of the dumbest decisions ever. But they are cool.
Also, 640 books on Librarything.
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[Oct. 7th, 2009|10:52 pm] |
Shit. I haven't made a post here in more than a month, and I don't have a very good excuse. I've been kind of busy, but not super busy.
I've been reading a lot of books, and stuff. Reading Zizek's new book, Violence. It's good, but it gets weird when the philosopher starts talking about the deleted scenes on the DVD for "The Village".
My American Lit course is all about capitalism, which is cool as hell.
You can ask me questions about my life, and I will answer them. I just don't have a lot to say about much of anything.
I'm doing two sweet conference papers for February. One is about The Punisher and violence. The other is about liberation/revolution and rhetorics of delirium and madness via Woolf. I'm really, really excited about writing them. That's the level of lameitude that I've hit right now. I can't wait to write a paper.
So that's what I'm got.
I got a haircut yesterday, and performed a partial beardectomy today. I feel like a free-ass mother.
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| more stuff all the time |
[Aug. 30th, 2009|12:36 pm] |
My week wasn't that difficult. I'm only taking 12 hours, but those have a lot of reading involved, so that's ok. A little more than halfway done with Pride and Prejudice, and I'm not really smitten with it as a work. I realize what makes it great, and what it did for the novel, but I have a hard time caring about high-class drama. In saying that, I realize it's fucking hilarious, especially since Bret Easton Ellis is one of my favorite authors.I've been working on the novel again. It's looking alright. The last couple chapters that I wrote aren't amazing, but I've set the next few up incredibly well, and that makes me happy. It feels good to be writing again. I've realized that I can only write when I can channel some kind of stress into it, which isn't good. I need to work on the discipline of writing. Or not. Being lazy is my forte, after all.
They made a better microscope. That's pretty damn awesome, and we're so much closer to true nanotech than before. Scary.
"I don't obey Barack Obama. And I'd like Barack Obama to melt like a snail tonight." That have your attention? Good. The words of Steven Anderson, a pastor in Tempe, AZ who obviously hasn't read about the same Jesus that I have.
Some more indicts of Cheney over the torture business have come up, and the spectacular quoting of his bio-fellowmakes for a great article.
Interesting, if not a little masturbatory, article about climate change and the Absolute Other.
My aim will be then to argue that we are haunted now by a very material ghost, the Absolute Other of climate change, and that the politics that the encounter with this Absolute Other will force upon us will be one for which our deconstruction of self-identity and Hegelian time has not prepared us. As Cohen argues, our politics of open-ness to the other—of the political and cultural enfranchisement of the other—will be radically re-made, even subsumed into the coming/returning cultural politics of the Absolute Other. The traditions of political thinking that we have inherited rely either on an image of a purposeful collective human self-making, or the radical possibilities made available by the undoing of this sense of uniform purpose. Neither of these is adequate to deal with the limit we must now confront. In turn, this limit cannot be understood as simply natural, requiring the resurrection of even older models of political logic, in which the Other was figured as God or Nature. What returns from the past is what we have made, and must be confronted as a humanisation made radically strange and confronting. It is by way of refusing the reduction of the excess of the Absolute Other, and how we remain defined in relation to it, that we can begin to discuss this new way of thinking. |
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| listen to this part |
[Aug. 27th, 2009|09:36 pm] |
So there are a great many things that I want to talk about. I want to talk about my classes.
- Austen and the Brontes - One of three males in the class, and only one of two people who doesn't worship Austen like mad. I'm honestly afraid to be critical of the work, simply because I think that everyone (including the professor) will eat me alive.
- Sex and Relationships - Good so far, and the professor is funny.
- Hebrew and Christian Somethings - It's been cancelled every day so far. It's at 8-9:30...PM! It really sucks, as far as time is concerned.
- Survey of American Lit - Nothing good or bad to say yet, but I'm pretty sure that we're doing a materialist reading of American literature. Cool deal.
Otherwise things are good. Nothing to say bad things about, nothing to complain about.
They found a kidnapped girl eighteen years later. She's had a terrible, terrible life, I'm sure.
An evolutionary biologist goes to the Creation Museum and is fucking pissed off.
An article about Ted Kennedy by Joyce Carol Oates. I liked it, especially since it doesn't play games.
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| so far today |
[Aug. 22nd, 2009|11:42 am] |
Back at school. I have found, however, that I severely enjoy reading the news for about an hour every day, so I think I'm going to make a solid effort to do it from now on. I read about ten sites, topics ranging from book news to atheism to sex blogging, and then I come out with several links that I have been posting to the blog here.
I hope that my LJ friends actually enjoy the links that I post about, because I really like doing it. Can someone give me a yay/nay?
First for the day is the guy who blogs as the Friendly Atheist is being attacked by an Illinois hate group. What makes me more sad than the fact that he is being attacked is the rhetoric of this article about it. Call me an apologist, but I don't think that we need to go right to calling right wing fundamentalists Nazis. Then we're just as bad as they are. Do I disagree with their policies/actions/inability to understand that there are other people on the planet? Yes. Do I think that they're going to begin murdering people? Not yet. But 'yet' is a really key word there. 'Goose stepping' is just a bad way to write an article that was actually, if I'm reading the byline correctly, published in a paper. So much for being objective.
Actually, after that, I don't know. Maybe the language is deserved after the group called "homosexuals as dangerous as Nazis" and were pro-bullying of homosexual kids.
No link for this, but the Boy Scouts are recruiting. Not a fan at all.
The CIA conducted mock executions to put fear in "terrorists". They threatened Abd al-Rahim al-Nashiri with a fucking power drill. A power drill. It's really weird that I see this today, as I'm reading A Tomb for Boris Danidovich, where a similar scenario played out (though in the book they kill other prisoners in the name of the prisoner being tortured in order to make him crack.) Better than that, the executions were not authorized by the Justice Department.
The worst thing may be that there are definitely people who think that this is acceptable. And legally, it was, apparently. The big thing, to me, is that they wanted to keep it a huge secret for, well, just read the quote from the article.
They argued that its release would damage America's reputation around the world, could damage CIA morale, and would tip off terrorists regarding American interrogation tactics. "Justice has had the complete document since 2004, and their career prosecutors have reviewed it carefully for legal accountability," said CIA spokesman Paul Gimigliano. "That's already been done." Really? Fucking really? Like totalitarian torture techniques are some unique American invention. |
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[Aug. 19th, 2009|04:48 pm] |
I started watching Dead Like Me this morning, and what's weird to me is that the girl who plays George gets more and more attractive as the episodes go. I find that really odd since her whole thing to begin with was that she was not into the whole "normal humanity thing"...then, bam, she's the normative media image of women. The show is pretty funny, but I'm not sure that I'm going to finish watching all of the episodes. It's pretty formulaic, and it's not really caught my interest completely.
"It landed on my wank. My wank is the key."
Sometimes I hear this really weird banging sound when I'm in the apartment alone, and I don't know what it is. I look around for a couple minutes, and then I always notice that it's the fireplace. Rain makes a banging noise in the fireplace. Then I know it's raining. Every damn time.
Conservatives are really getting under my skin today. I do not know why.
However, I just started watching Cannibal: The Musical, and it has severely improved my day.
Slavoj Zizek on Israel/Palestine and Violence
Palestinians often use the problematic cliché of the Gaza strip as "the greatest concentration camp in the world". However, in the past year, this designation has come dangerously close to truth. This is the fundamental reality that makes all abstract "prayers for peace" obscene and hypocritical. The state of Israel is clearly engaged in a slow, invisible process, ignored by the media; one day, the world will awake and discover that there is no more Palestinian West Bank, that the land is Palestinian-frei, and that we must accept the fact. The map of the Palestinian West Bank already looks like a fragmented archipelago. I have realized that I am a terrible oral storyteller. I can write something that's not terrible, I think, but I can't spin a good story verbally for shit. I have no idea why.
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[Aug. 17th, 2009|09:22 pm] |
"The rationale for a ‘cognitive vaccine’ approach is as follows: Trauma flashbacks are sensory-perceptual, visuo-spatial mental images. Visuo-spatial cognitive tasks selectively compete for resources required to generate mental images. Thus, a visuo-spatial computer game (e.g. “Tetris”) will interfere with flashbacks. "
I'm making banana bread right now, and I hope that it's good. I can hear it bubbling and making poop noises in the oven right now, and I'm not sure if that's the best thing. I am typing this at noon.
William Golding, author of Lord of the Flies, was an attempted rapist. Great.
"My own view is that Quentin Tarantino has no serious opinions or convictions whatever regarding Nazis or Jews or the Holocaust."
They have found glycine on a comet. The further we get from our planet, the closer we get to finding our roots.
That was my whole day today. Going to read yesterday's AJC now.
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[Aug. 17th, 2009|07:37 am] |
You know, after all that democracy promotion during the Bush years, you would think that something would have been done. Maybe it's just me, but I find it really fucking preposterous that a country we invaded to "save" under the Bush Doctrine has just passed one of the worst pieces of legislation of the modern period.
I am talking, of course, about Afghanistan, where you can now starve your wife if she doesn't have sex with you. Legally, every wife has to have sex at least once per four days, or she can be starved.
We are moving backward in time at an alarming pace.
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| good morning |
[Aug. 17th, 2009|07:13 am] |
"Salon.com: Fox news for liberals." - Slavoj Zizek, via Twitter this morning.
Good morning world. |
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| this day in history |
[Aug. 14th, 2009|02:38 pm] |
Already up at 7:44am, and everything is great. Showertime, and A is putting on her makeup, getting ready to be sort-of late (like most days.)
These town hall meetings are getting out of control. They've been compared to anti-civil rights meetings, people are screaming, and there have been beatings. Is that not fucked up? I think it's really weird that the meetings are set up so that non-politicos can have a dialogue with their representatives. However, it seems like the average non-political person is an angry, misinformed toolbag who would like nothing less than a libertarian, Randian paradise. There is no goddamn way that the free market is ever going to solve anything, much like no singular method has ever solved a problem. It requires cooperation, and the people who are causing these ruckuses in the meetings have no concept of that. For the most part, expecially of the videos that have come out, it's God, family, and capitalism; that's all well and good until you realize that they have no fucking clue about what they're talking about in any of the categories (especially because Arlen Spektor is going to be judged by God). Gaaarghhhhh!
Watching The People vs Larry Flint. I wish Woody Harrelson starred in more films. I'm so excited about Zombieland now (though I was super excited before.) My god, Courtney Love's acting is totally shit in this film.
Made my Cormac McCarthy shirt. It's just going to have his face and 'McCarthy' underneath it.
Making a Bret Easton Ellis shirt now.
I'm watching Lake of Fire right now, the documentary about the abortion issue, and I can't really manage to feel any way other than how I came into it, which is pro-choice. It doesn't give me any information that I didn't know coming into it, but it does supply some interesting anecdotal situations of the murders of abortion providing doctors. It's just so sad. I'm sorry that I'm going to hell for not wanting to recede back to the intelligent cesspool that was the middle ages, in terms of the religious right being all over my shit.
Going to see District 9 tonight with the fellas and girls. It will be hot shit, and there will be awesome pictures.
David's birthday celebration tonight. Ka-kow!
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| this day of the time |
[Aug. 13th, 2009|10:21 pm] |
I guess I'm going to do the same thing today that I did yesterday. Little tumblings of letters thorough the day.
I was tired as hell when I woke up at 7 for some reason, so I went back to sleep for an hour that turned into noon incredibly quickly. I'm glad that A called and woke me up, otherwise I might have slept until she got home.
Livejournal user icons are sort of misleading. You see someone with a David Foster Wallace icon, you go, 'Hey, they might be cool!' and then all of their posts are solely about their fandoms or their iPhone. Not cool business, I can tell you.
Watching Catching the Friedmans...damn, that was a lot of child porn that guy was caught with. I'm not sure how I feel about this documentary, but the guy that was "molested" is so full of shit I can nearly taste it. Everyone involved in the case is just so fucking blind to everything about it. Family gets in the way of these things, apparently.
Fucking great article about 'muppet diplomacy'.
A and I bought Discover Magazine yesterday, and I'm pretty sure that I want to get a subscription to it. It is truly a fantastic thing, and is better than the internet as far as I'm concerned. For me to say that is amazing.
Adding books from the other day into my Librarything. It's taking something like 45 minutes. Whoo! 501 books!
Now watching a documentary on Polanski. I'll be surprised if there's anything on it that I don't know, but I'm holding out for awesome period-footage of him going crazy post-murders.
I was not disappointed.
It is now 3:58pm, and A is on the way home, so my day can start the proper way.
She is home, and instantly went to pee, leaving me cold and alone on the couch. Alas, my life.
A is not painting a filing cabinet, and I'm cooking an original recipe of my own invention called Apple Salsa Chicken. I might post the recipe if it turns out ok (and people want to see it.)
Watching 12 Monkeys with A. It's good, but longer and more convoluted than I remembered.
I am now watching The IT Crowd. Had no idea that guy who plays Saboo was on it. It's is fucking hilarious.
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| kowabunga |
[Aug. 12th, 2009|10:20 pm] |
Today is the first day of A being at medical school, so I'm sitting at home watching movies (and cleaning later.) I am going to write on this during the day, and then post it before she gets home. Huzzah.
The first flick that I'm watching, at 8:31 am, is Overnight, the doc about the guy who wrote/directed The Boondock Saints. I'm about 15 minutes in, and it's already really apparent that he's a complete and utter toolbag. Everything that he's done so far reminds me of some idiots that I went to high school with: their video production company is called The Syndicate; their band, The Brood. He's gettin' stuff done! He really believes that he is Entertainment Jesus. It really throws Boondock Saints into a new light, as some sort of wish-fulfillment for bar tough guys and what they wish they could do.
Now I'm watching the film thing for The Comedians of Comedy, put on my radar by briansiano 's updates every now and again. Purely hilarious.
Trying to craft some stencils today. Working, working, working. Washed dishes, washing clothes, drinking coffee.
Stenciled a shirt. Watched some documentary about Stupidity, some sci fi through-the-ages stuff, and now Ghostbusters.
Finished the shirt via heat treating and whatnot. It doesn't look great, because it's weird detail/didn't have a great knife/haven't done one in nearly a year. It's a Talking Heads/American Psycho shirt...whichever way you take it can be fine.
Making a Cormac McCarthy shirt too. Thinking about having his picture with "Better than Faulkner" written beside it.
Played Halo 3 with A for a while.
Today is our one year anniversary. We watched Ali G Indahouse and at stuffed bell peppers. She's in the shower, and I'm watching The One with Jet Li.
Hundreds more years like this, please, but without the stress and anger and mean stuff.
I have Netflix and about eight hours a day to kill for the next week. What should I be watching on the Instant Viewing thing?
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