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And Then the Cold, the Bitter, the Depressing

Posted in Books, Creationism, Evolution, Films, Music, Personal, Politics, Religion, Science, Uncategorized, Unmitigated Awesomeness by steelstringed on December 7, 2008

I just burned up 2 hrs. and 22 minutes re-watching Closer, which could have been used to sleep. But I needed badly to watch it. I was compelled to a late night viewing instead of wasting time in unproductive slumber, cause that’s all I’ve been doing for days.

It is an amazing film. I say this sharing every bit of the humanity and pain of the characters in it; the coldness of Larry, the bitterness of Alice, the depression of Dan. Anna is a tragedy that I will fight my life to avoid.

Of the four, first call me Dan. Prone to infatuation, quick to call it love, cunning with words (probably less-so than I’d like to imagine) and subject to extreme confusion for years on end. Overly obsessive with each small obsession, a brilliant son of a bitch capable of destroying that which he admires, driven by truth to the point of ruin.

Next, call me Alice. Irresponsibly spilling out love without reciprocation, feigning self-respect while needy to the point of tears, guardian of my secrets that no one must know, as fast as a light switch to find new love when current love sours.

Finally, call me Larry. Proud of my perversions, a champion of myself, I am my own muse at the expense of others, boasting of my attainment of love more than that which gives it. Cold in my retribution and bloated in my victories.

Anna carries traits of all them all, but is too weak to exhibit even strength of her failures. She is a wash to me and I hope I never see myself in her shoes.

I have never experienced in full magnitude the cheating, lying, and devastation displayed in the film, but if you can see yourself somewhere within its reels, we can be friends. If you can’t, check yourself; you are probably not human or perhaps have never loved someone. If you have not seen Closer, watch it immediately. If you don’t care, you need a lesson in the greatness of Clive Owen. And if you don’t like Natalie Portman, shut your mouth because she is my future wife and looks hot even when she’s bald.

The Hot, the Warm, the Cold

Posted in Books, Creationism, Evolution, Films, Music, Personal, Politics, Religion, Science, Uncategorized, Unmitigated Awesomeness by steelstringed on December 6, 2008

Hot cider, a warm blanket, slippers, an episode of The Universe on alien galaxies, and fresh brownies coming out of the oven in 20 minutes… I’d say recovery from mono has its benefits :) And aside from toasty evenings like this one, I absolutely love the cold outside. Toss me a beanie, a scarf and a jacket and find me a sidewalk. Now all I need are tall buildings and a coffee shop to duck into.

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Tailored, Fed, and Well-Read

Posted in Books, Creationism, Evolution, Films, Music, Personal, Politics, Religion, Science, Uncategorized, Unmitigated Awesomeness by steelstringed on December 2, 2008

I’m finally getting out of the house today for a little while.  The first stop is a small place called Alterations by Jo Ann, where I will be getting several shirts and perhaps a few jackets tailored to fit me like a glove.  I have never had anything tailored besides a suit or tuxedo, so you can understand if I might feel a little metro.  Nonetheless, I plan to look undeniably awesome upon wearing the tailored shirts, and feel even more awesome as I go into today’s next endeavor, reading Carl Sagan’s Pale Blue Dot.  This is a book I have wanted to read for months, and I am looking forward to it with such boyish delight as if a Batman-themed birthday cake has just been set in front of me, candles blazing in the formation of a giant number seven.

Among the other books that are on the short list: Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged and The Fountainhead, Christopher Hitchens’ God Is Not Great, Kenneth Miller’s Finding Darwin’s God (which is a Christian’s undeniable case for evolution against ridiculous creationist claims, sure to be a great read) and then onto Nietzsche’s On The Genealogy of Morals (<sarcasm> That is, if a particular person thinks I will be EDUCATED enough AS HE IS to understand Nietzsche. </sarcasm>)  Also on the conveyor belt are Richard Dawkins’ The Blind Watchmaker and Unweaving the Rainbow, Charles Darwin’s The Origin of Species, and perhaps Francis Collins’ The Language of God if Miller’s book fails to satisfy.

Damn.  Where am I going to find time to read everything?  Oh, that’s right.  I’m busy with my “shit show” of a life and have plenty of time left to sit ungratefully at home while the rest of the world crashes down around me.  I must’ve forgotten!  Sweet deal.

And there’s also Quizno’s today, right now.  Goodbye.

Stick a Björk in Me, I’m Done

Posted in Books, Creationism, Evolution, Films, Music, Personal, Politics, Religion, Science, Uncategorized, Unmitigated Awesomeness by steelstringed on December 1, 2008

As a musician, there are always those few artists who speak in a language that makes me want to give up this whole music thing and become a janitor.  (No offense to any janitors reading this..) I’m talking about the artists who bleed creativity, emotion, and eerie bliss in a transcendent and magnificent way.  A couple examples come to mind such as BT on the electronic side or Radiohead on the band side of things.  These musicians transport you somewhere else, sometimes uncomfortably, sometimes with such potency that it would be wise not to operate any kind of heavy machinery while listening.

Tonight, Björk is that artist.  I am very unfamiliar with her work, but as I am currently a few songs into my first listening of Drawing Restraint 9, I already realize she should be filed in the “Unclassified Magnificence” genre at the music stores.

Immediately, I must get my hands on the film (Drawing Restraint 9) for which this CD is the soundtrack.  If you know of where I can find this film, please let me know.  I have no doubt that it will be beyond my scope of appreciation, but the least I can do is try to understand.  My rock and pop-music tools are going back in the box this evening; looks like I’m getting out a plunger to go clean up my unworthy piles of crap.  No heavy machinery though, gotta watch out for my well-being.