kangarooblue

2001-12-12T10:41:00.000-05:00

at last the trailer for Gigantic! is up on the web!

2001-11-21T12:48:00.000-05:00

you know, sometimes i love my job.
if only for that fact that i get to say fun things like "i'm sorry, we sold out of nipple gorillas two weeks ago"

2001-11-18T22:40:00.000-05:00

does anyone read this besides em and me anymore?

i have to write a 15-20 pg. paper for my film class, and i'm looking to write about either the development of musical film in the context of postmodernism *or* using the genre of the musical as evidence of the development of postmodernism. (ie. something very very intellectual in nature, which makes it a *very* distinct possibility that i'll fuck it up.) knowing that we've at least one film buff here that i can think of off the top of my head, and most definitely at least one or two more, i thought i'd ask if anyone has any ideas for sources or films that i could use in my investigation, or even just pointers in the right direction. if so, please, email me. if not, sorry i wasted your time.

2001-11-18T10:41:00.000-05:00

2001-11-15T12:28:00.000-05:00

found spearhead's video for rock the nation... go take a look

2001-11-14T00:24:00.000-05:00

moving?
perhaps.... to where i do not know

2001-11-05T20:55:00.000-05:00

I've taken on a last minute audition for the the college of santa fe and I'm wondering if anybody's read any plays lately with good monologues for youngish female characters. This question is mostly for bloggers who've been in plays with me before, but I'm open to suggestions from anybody. I've gone over a few things from past plays, but I'm sort of looking for something new, if anybody's got any ideas post 'em up or e mail me. Thanks!

2001-11-01T08:39:00.000-05:00

"A Californian man has invented an electronic bra that will stop sportswomen's breasts bouncing and keep them warm."
short descriptions of this and other weird stuff.

2001-11-01T08:03:00.000-05:00

just when I thought the music at work coudln't get any worse.... yesterday- a disco balled version of "someone left the cake out in the rain".

2001-10-31T08:36:00.000-05:00

hey! you!
get outta here- go read cmoore's blog instead... there be lots of neat stuff there. and I am too busy to worry about two blogs at the moment.

2001-10-28T20:11:00.000-05:00

"When I was growing up, most of the kids in my neighborhood were fairly uncreative. Instead of thinking long and hard about what you wanted to be for Halloween, you'd run with your parent to the store at the last minute, and grab a prepackaged costume made by Ben Cooper or Collegeville of some famous character. Superheroes, Monsters, and Star Wars characters were usually the favorites, but every now and then you came across a few gems that really made you scratch your head."
someday, the jar jar binks halloween costumes will be on this list. however, i happen to think that the spongebob squarepants costumes are pretty cool...

2001-10-27T20:14:00.000-04:00

you know what's weird... i haven't had a cat for about two years now, but sometimes, i still think i see him sleeping on my bed when i get home

2001-10-26T19:28:00.000-04:00

2001-10-24T22:19:00.000-04:00

wanna be a sniper?
join the club....

2001-10-24T09:18:00.000-04:00

I am surprised by the number of people who come into the store looking for outfits for come-in-costume weddings. I am also surprised by the number of people who choose to dress as hookers for said weddings. my boss says this is reletively common, during the year too, weddings where the guests are encouraged to come in any costume- and weddings with elaborate theemes that require dressing as a particular character.
a while ago one couple got married dressed as Luke and Leia from star wars- which sort of makes me wonder if they'd actually bothered to finish the seris. And two days ago a couple rented cinderalla and prince charming costumes for a second wedding. (she had young girls and they thought it would make the wedding fun for them)

2001-10-20T20:25:00.000-04:00

ahhh, fun times spent at the U.S census website. on my day off the other day, i got wrapped up in scanning the 1990 census results names pages. i copied down a huge list of names i thought were interesting, along with the numbers that accompany them on the main pages (the frequency in percent and cumulative frequency in percent) this is just a small sample of what i found.
James is the number one guy's name and Alonso is last at #1219. Timothy ranks 27th for guys and 3342nd for girls. Tim (#170) and Timmy (#479) are listed separately; same for Dave (#271) and David (#6). Matthew is #25, Jose is #28, Benjamin is #66 and Nicholas is #64. Shirley (#936) is not very popular among men, but it's #27 on the women's list. Toby is 483rd for males, and 1545th among females, and Taylor ranks 805th among girls and 402nd among boys. In women's names in general, Mary is #1, Linda is #3, Amy is #32, Emily is #99, Caroline is #248 Jo is #250 Hilda is #263. Hedwig came in surprisingly far away from the bottom of the list at #1815, above Cinderella (#3736), and Evita (#4063) and Allyn is the least popular at #4275. Several names were omitted from the list entirely, and though I saw many really bizarre spellings of average names, "Brien" and "Mirelle" "Daryn" and "Dara" were not up there.

2001-10-18T23:25:00.000-04:00

2001-10-18T13:09:00.000-04:00

perhaps the term "pimpmobile" should not be used in formal educational writing...

2001-10-18T10:00:00.000-04:00

even though several sources have confirmed this as being true, i still have a bit of a hard time believeing it...
don't know why i didn't post it before...

2001-10-18T09:46:00.000-04:00

My mom sent this link to me with the subject line "college classes for well rounded students"
THSP 599D Rhetoric of Star Trek
Fall 2001
TOS means original series; TNG means "Next Generation; STC means cartoons; DS9 means "Deep Space Nine"; VOY means "Voyager"; and MOV means movies.
In the summer of 1999, Garrett Wang who played Ensign Kim from Voyager spoke to the class. I will do my best to have someone from the Trek Universe appear during one of our classes. We will integrate him/her/them into the schedule and adjust the classes appropriately.
Viewings are shown in their entirety. Selections are edited for presentation. Note well: We have no final examination but we have five themes. Themes can be done on selections but not on viewings. While I am trying to make learning fun, I am going to insist we read the readings on reserve on the library since it is not cost effective to purchase a book.

2001-10-18T09:17:00.000-04:00

the beastie boys and the B-52's on the same bill in NYC on the 28th.
weirdness.
i will not be attending this madness, I work all through that weekend and it is my sister's birthday. i will now convince myself that it would have been too expensive to go. or something...

2001-10-17T09:48:00.000-04:00

bloggity bloggity blog.
surely it would be more interesting if i ever spent any amount of time on the internet....

2001-10-15T08:21:00.000-04:00

the sun goes down
unrecorded.
clouds fill with light-
bursting at the seams
until sloppy white patches
burn on silver water.
lies dissolve in cool grey evening
tonight and a thousand times before
the smell of smoke and the taste of fall
are desparate for change.
clouds glow-
until they break
consuming the city across the water
in blinding light.
the sun goes down
unscathed.

(weird night)
sigh
~e~

2001-10-14T22:54:00.000-04:00

I wandered off for a bit, but I'm not much better than earlier.
Lately everything I do feels selfish, and everything I say seems unimportant.

i had such high hopes for this job- and it did go well for the first few days. i wanted so desperately to like work, because this job seemed perfect for me. but now i feel miserable, and overworked, and too tired to do the things i love, like this photo class.
for a while the people were funny, they'd come in with their strange requests and their unruly children and I'd jot down notes or tell stories- which were entertaining for a while but now I'm sick of laughing; because it's not really funny.
i see these little girls who remind me of myself when i was younger with appallingly horrible mothers and wondering how i would have turned out if I'd grown up with a family like that.
and part of me's scared because i really don't have much of anything to fall back on right now. I'm scared because I know if something went wrong that there wouldn't be anyplace for me to go if I needed help.
And winter is never a good time for me.
I don't even know why I'm putting this up here- I guess because I need to write but can't seem to put anything down just for myself.
I can blog but I can't journal....
i don't want to go anywhere and i don't want to do anything. and i have absolutely no fucking right to feel this way.

2001-10-14T20:39:00.000-04:00

it's been a while since I blogged anything about my life so I figured I'd catch you all up while I had the chance.
I've been working full time at a costume store, which is amusing and exhausting at the same time. I know that I could like this job, but right now I'm working so many hours at such a frantic pace and I'm working so much it leaves me little time for anything else.
I'm in sort of a weird no-man's-land between high school and college, i live at home, and hang out in many of the same places i always did, but i don't really talk to most of the people i knew in high school. plenty of then still live in town, but I've got a handful of friends i see on a fairly regular basis and everybody else has faded away. it feels different, but not different enough. for a long time i felt like high school had never ended, like summer had just been a little bit prolonged and any day I'd get up and go to classes like my sister.
this post was meant for cmoore's blog, but I'm feeling sort of dark tonight for no apparent reason. and everything i try to say comes out wrong.
i will be so happy when halloween is over, then they'll cut back my hours to something human and i can finally get something useful done. yesterday i worked almost nine hours without so much as a chance to sit down, let alone a lunch break. by the time i got home i was angry and stressed-out and miserable and didn't want to do much of anything other than sleep.
i miss a lot of people, i miss having the luxery of being able to write letters, or even write for myself. I've got one floating day per week off ... sort of. i don't know what's going on any more, we have dozens of customers, but most of them don't buy anything. we might all have to take pay cuts, and I'm not sure that I'd really want to stick around if they were paying me any less than I'm getting now. i guess I'd stay on untill after the rush was over, it'd be really shitty of me to quit right before they need me most.
yeah, so, i didn't mean this to be so pessimistic. it's just where i am right now.

2001-10-10T21:25:00.000-04:00

yay tmbg.
reviews
Once upon a time, They Might Be Giants saved my life. Well, okay, not literally saved it, but they did offer me a sense of identity through music that I might not have found otherwise.

2001-10-07T13:20:00.000-04:00

my dad got a call this morning from work saying that there is some sort of serious news story pending.... not a good thing to hear theese days.

2001-10-06T18:42:00.000-04:00

my nerves are fried....
my mom played a rather harmless practical joke on me and i screamed bloody murder. i'm all skittish and weird.
i am very tired and my hands taste like balloons.

2001-10-06T09:13:00.000-04:00

cake at the roseland on november 15th....

2001-10-04T22:54:00.000-04:00

i was skimming the "fresh blogs" list on blogger today, and i realized; what if other people are doing the same thing with my blog? the idea's always sort of been in the back of my head, but i never gave it much serious thought until now. i post lots of uncensored un-spellchecked crap up here, without really thinking about it ... and after reading several self righteous, or badly written blogs this afternoon I'm quite self conscious about what other people might think of my rantings. i can't even imagine what i'd think of me if i had nothing to go on but this blog...
a while ago a woman from some sort of Internet yellow pages wrote and asked if she could include this blog's url on her site. i said ok, and i remember looking it up and seeing that it was listed, but i lost all the urls a while ago.
yellow pages and bloglist.
strangers may be reading my mind- in all of its disorganized glory.

2001-10-03T22:17:00.000-04:00

my mistake.... "masters-of-photography" is a completely different site from "masters of photography". they are both worth checking out.

2001-10-03T21:52:00.000-04:00

....someday i will find something this beautiful

in other news, masters of photography has been completely revamped.
i forgot how much i like that site...

2001-10-03T21:41:00.000-04:00

i've got this sad, stupid, angry, mood that comes and goes.
unfortunately my cranky moods have happened to coincide with my last few blog posts.
the 9/19 post is sort of a perfect example of that. i've put it back up, without any censorship becasue i'm tired of my old hit-and-run, write-and-erase routine... irg. i can't even finish a paragraph properly today.
i love my job, but i didn't get to sit down for eight hours straight today. i spent all day lifting heavy costumes, chasing kids, and moving boxes, and now i am exhausted. to make matters worse the town has decided that they need to rip up all of the sidewalks on my street and so they haul in their jackhammers at 5:30 each morning.
there's something particularly great about all of Liz Phair's old, garbled, recordings from the girlysounds tapes. i never really bothered with them much before this summer because the quality was so awful, but now i sort of revel in their crappiness. she never ceases to amaze me.
mmmmmmmm. perhaps i need to write more in the morning, before my brain has begun it's sleepy shut down process.
and thoose are my thoughts for the day.

2001-10-02T23:24:00.000-04:00

how long have i been home?
is it all undone allready?

2001-09-30T11:14:00.000-04:00

It's been a rather long and interesting two weeks for me. I just recently got back from a stay at the Kripalu center for yoga and health up in the Berkshires.
I was reluctant to tell people where I was going at first because I was worried that it would sound stupid or flaky or somehow selfish- doing something that really wouldn't benefit anybody but me.
There are no televisions or radios at Kripalu, and, come to think of it, I didn't see a newspaper or magazine the whole time I was there. The events of the 11th permeated in a more subtle way. Kripalu offered financial help to anyone (from New York or elsewhere) who wanted to come up for a while but couldn't afford it. every day there was a prayer and meditation circle for those who wanted to join and talk about it. and it came up in every class, or workshop, or meal i attended. everybody had something to say about it. some of the most interesting stories i heard were from a woman in my class who teaches Islam and middle eastern history at a small Midwestern college. as a young black woman, she allready had enough trouble in that part of the country most everybody there was practicing some spiritual path, and virtually no one believed that going to war was s good way to solve this. it was amazing to be around so many people who've been hit so hard, who still believe that war is not an answer... I'm running a little long here and I've got enough stories to talk for hours.
I got a lot of work done while I was there, and jump started a few projects that have lain dormant for a very long time. I can only hope I can maintain something close to that level of productivity and focus now that I'm home.
starting next week I'll be working almost full time at Sophia's, a costume and antique store on Greenwich Avenue. which is perfect for me because I like the work, and after the Halloween rush the hours are pretty flexible. The owner also said she has absolutely no problem with me taking weeks or months off later in the year for travel.

2001-09-22T23:26:00.000-04:00

gone gone gone gone....
be back in a week.
see you then.
or not.
~e~

2001-09-20T18:44:00.000-04:00

this is very unsettling....

2001-09-19T23:56:00.000-04:00

meep.
i wish i had something to say but i don't.
i don't have the heart for blogging or much of anything else at this point. i need to crawl out of this rut before it swallows me whole. i need a place to vent, and i suppose this is as good a place as any considering that virtually nobody ever comes here except occosoinally zim and possibly chicky. i am tired, unhappy, and in a lot of pain right now and i'm sick of never being able to do anything about it.
i'll probably delete this post tommorow when i'm in a better mood, i haven't posted this kind of crap on the internet since sophomore year.
i just wanted to do something nice this year, something i could be proud of and not have to apologize for to everyone i run into. everybody said, "take this time to get to know yourself". what if i don't really like who i'm getting to know? i'm not finding out about my skills, or strengths, or likes or dislikes- i look at myself right now and see someone who's lazy, lonely, and a slob. i wind up having to re-live every miserable thing that has happened over the last four years, painfull things that get resurected and re-circulated as gossip or anecdotes, or "wasn't high school great" stories which remind me why i fealt so awfull for all of high school.
i feel like i will never, ever, ever get over anything because nobody ever lets me. the minute i feel like i'm starting to heal, somebody has to tear me down again- god i don't even think they know they do it.
i hate the fact that as long as i exist there will be someone out there hurting becasue of it. i have had people tell me this. tell me that they're hurting and that as long as i'm around it's never going to stop.
this can't be right.
i have put so much of myself into trying to be a "nice" person, but i've hurt more people then i've helped. and frequently it's my "niceness" that does it.
this is insane and it's not helping me. i need to go to sleep.

2001-09-19T23:23:00.000-04:00

blogger eats things.

2001-09-17T00:30:00.000-04:00

You heard it here folks, video games can be used to train terrorists, yessiree a flight simulator will teach you to fly multi-million dollar jets, heck quake will even improve your aim. Rah, i just knew they would bring it up... oh well, thanks to Penny Arcade for pointing out just how ridiculous the idea is. What new lows will journalism sink to next?

2001-09-16T10:47:00.000-04:00

sunday morning is still on the air... which makes me glad. we need good journalism and comforting voices.

2001-09-12T01:11:00.000-04:00

everything's so eerie tonight.
driving home there was virtually no one on i 95... in either direction. i drove home practically alone- except for the police cars which are lurking in every single alley and parking lot.. and for once, i'm sort of glad to see them.

2001-09-10T16:30:00.000-04:00

my graphics have been dissaperaing not too long after i post them. i don't know if this is my problem or bloggers or tripod's.
either way, tripod sucks... my webpage will never be finished.

2001-09-10T16:28:00.000-04:00

ah blogger, eating my posts again eh?

2001-09-10T11:29:00.000-04:00

"It used to be that if your kid was acting out, you told him, `Pack your bags, you're going to live with your Aunt Betty in California,' " said Dan Kindlon, a Harvard child psychology professor and a co-author of "Raising Cain" (Ballantine Books, 1999), a book about modern boys. "We look now to institutions to do this stuff."
this was particualrly interesting to me since i've known several kids, from CSP and the rest of GHS who've wound up at alternitive schools of varying degrees of helpfullness.

2001-09-09T00:11:00.000-04:00

2001-09-08T13:54:00.000-04:00

this blog needs pictures.

2001-09-08T13:52:00.000-04:00

just got back from the old greenwich art show.
I find it incredibly funny that a color photograph of a lamppost in the snow won first place in the "black and white photography" catagory. yeah, I guess it was a little difficult to tell at first glance that it was color, but if you took more than a few seconds to look it over it was clear that there were hints of blues, greens, and browns. this is allmost as bad as last years win with "mexican impersonator".
blah, this town knows nothing about art.

2001-09-08T10:35:00.000-04:00

I’ve been very busy lately, mostly I’ve been cleaning up and getting rid of stuff. trying to organize myself. I’m getting very fed up with my current lack of funds, and my aforementioned weird schedule most normal jobs are out of the question (trust me... I’ve looked.) so now I’ve got to either deal with being poor or baby sit. i haven't had to baby sit since i was thirteen, and i have no idea how patient I’ll be dealing with packs of other people's kids...
the funny thing about writing lately is that my mind is never quite all the way on what I’m saying. so it always comes out sort of strange. it's like half of my brain is thinking about what I’m typing, while the more active part of my brain is pondering entirely different things. I’ll be seated at my computer, and wander down some random train of thought, then snap out of it to discover a page full of barely intelligible writing.
i haven't written anybody a decent letter all summer.
and even my journals from this summer are all very weird and discombobulated; starting one place and ending in another, describing the smallest moments in intricate detail, while leaving out everything that was really important. i re-read them all to try and make sense of a few things, and only wound up more confused then ever. then i remember writing all of these things that never existed, i have a very clear memory of putting a few stories down on paper, but then when i look for them, they are nowhere to be seen. or I’ll ask somebody about a letter i wrote them, only to discover i never wrote it. or never sent it. i even have a memory of blog posts that i never put up.

oh, and a couple of people asked me about the quote below... it was from some sort of personality/horoscope thing i recived the other day. i thought it sort of fit me on some level...

2001-09-04T12:30:00.000-04:00

i have found myself a job.
a semi job, not a real paying job, but it gives me something to do.
my big dilemma was that if I got a regular odd hours paying job, i'd wind up having to take a lot of time off to drive up and visit colleges, and i'd have to try and weasel my way into getting even more time off for any potentail big trips. to top all of that off i'm gone for the entire month of december, and possibly part of november, effectively missing the entire christmas rush. i'd lose my job pretty quick, or at least gather a lot of resentment from a regular employer.
my brain is a little off this morning, and i'm having trouble making my scentances fit together properly. i will get back to this later

2001-09-04T09:45:00.000-04:00

"Every one likes you because you are always up beat. You like to sugar coat unpleasant experiences and rationalize bad situations into good ones. You are in total denial about the problems in your life."

2001-09-03T10:04:00.000-04:00

"little enid doll"

i saw a small row of them at tower records the other day. sort of made me do a double take.

2001-09-02T15:16:00.000-04:00

How to make your own presidential moshpit:

* Get punks (real punks, not frat boys with Greek letters shaved in their hair)

* Get some Rage Against the Machine

* Get a flatbed truck

* Get some orange safety fencing

* Load the kids up on the truck and relentlessly dog a candidate of your choosing

more time spent loitering at michael moore's website, would have been funnier if id found it earlier though...
and i've got to say, thoose were some pretty sad looking "punks" they used.

2001-09-02T14:53:00.000-04:00

i may very well not be one to answer your question, em, since it's been a long, long time since i actually lived *in* greenwich, but i've always just ignored people who reacted badly to my telling them where i'm from. (which i always do, since my hometown sucks my ass.) if someone who i'm planning on knowing for a fairly extended period of time is that quick to judge me based on where i'm from, i've always kind of just figured that they're not worth knowing. yeah, sometimes it sucks, but so does passing judgement on people without knowing them.

of course, for all of my love of greenwich, i feel a lot the same way as most people who don't know much about it outside of news reports and that it's where all the wealthy, famous people live. so once again, i may not be one to talk. <g>

(side note: i know a few people who are very much a part of that "upper crust" that greenwich is so widely disdained for who will lie about where they're from when asked. that pisses me off to no end. i'm just sayin'.)

2001-09-02T11:39:00.000-04:00

Question for bloggers who used to live in Greenwich: how do you deal with peoples reactions to the town? It's always had a reputation for snobbery, and particularly with the beach case and the Moxly trail, the town has received a lot of unpleasant publicity lately. I'll frequently get dirty looks if I say i'm from Greenwich while traveling, and while it's all well and good to lie about it when you're someplace where the encounters you have with people will be casual or brief (concerts plane rides etc.......) What do you do when you're in a situation that makes lying (fibbing) about it a little more awkward or weird?
(posted this to cmoore's blog, but anybody here is welcome to answer it...)

2001-09-02T09:37:00.000-04:00

"During his time in office, NYC mayor Rudy Giuliani has made a long list of enemies - cabbies, street vendors, jaywalkers, community gardens... He's redbaited the transit union, sprayed the city with a low-level nerve agent and has spurred federal investigations into the massive number of people he's kicked off the welfare rolls and the brutality of his police force.
But when he messed with sex, he crossed the line"
ah, sometines I wish I still watched tv....

2001-09-01T14:05:00.000-04:00

"Compare two abandoned streets in Genoa during the weekend of the G8 summit, immediately after confrontations between protesters and police. The first, a mile-long stretch along Via Tolemaide overlooking a train yard where Ya Basta! had faced off against riot cops on July 20, was scattered with oddly whimsical debris: slabs of rubber padding, bits of mock-Roman foam armor, balloons and abandoned plexiglas shields with inscriptions like "Yuri Gagarin Memorial Space Brigade."
The other, along Corso Marconi (one of the city's main thoroughfares) the next day, was the sort of scene one might see in the aftermath of a riot almost anywhere: shattered glass from storefront windows, charred automobile parts, and, everywhere, spent tear-gas canisters and jagged rocks. It was the first kind of confrontation, not the second, that was anathema to the Italian police. "

2001-09-01T09:51:00.000-04:00

"In the dark musical demimonde of Connecticut hardcore, there is an unwritten rule that says: the richer the town, the more unholy must be the title of the band it spawns. Thus, Dismay comes from Danbury, and Sicboy from Stamford...."
Damn!!!!
the new york times took down its article about CT hardcore before i got all the text... grrrrrr. they even quoted GHS's own Win Vitkowski.

2001-08-30T19:31:00.000-04:00

even wanted your own small country?

2001-08-29T11:36:00.000-04:00

new kangaroo.

2001-08-29T09:42:00.000-04:00

someone else will be going to the free roots show in new haven on the 8th.
anyone else want to join me?

2001-08-28T11:19:00.000-04:00

publish damn you!
what is bloggers problem today?
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

2001-08-27T17:12:00.000-04:00

ick.

2001-08-27T17:02:00.000-04:00

i have closed off my webpage, again.
perhaps i'll actually re-open it this time. perhaps not.
i'm debating weather or not to keep all my poems and photographs up on the site. i've given the url out to a lot of people, and so much of it feels sort of personal.
i'll figure it out later.

2001-08-27T12:58:00.000-04:00

I have many pets that are currently in need of good homes, and I figured this blog might be a good place to start looking. my family simply does not have the time or the energy to take good care of them anymore and my parents are fed up with having all these critters in the house. we've got a white rat, a guinea pig, a lovebird, and a chinchilla that need homes. they've all got their own cages and supplies, which would come with them. ask around, if you find any interested parties i will be more than happy to tell them about the care, feeding and personality of their animal of choice.
if i can't find them good homes, my parents may resort to taking them to a shelter, so I'd be happy to see them go off with just about anybody.
if you've got any ideas or questions, just e mail me. thanks.

2001-08-26T09:23:00.000-04:00

so there are other people on this blog........

2001-08-24T23:18:00.000-04:00

After perusing my usual sites of the day, online comics, gaming news and the such, i came across a manifesto of sorts regarding file trading. It's amusing to say the least.

2001-08-23T10:28:00.000-04:00

I just watched then pull a stuck parasailer off the statue of liberty on the news this morning. Somehow, this guy flew too close and wound up dangling off the extended arm, with his parachute draped over the top of the torch.
Was this a genuine accident or strange attempt at fifteen minutes of fame?

2001-08-22T10:07:00.000-04:00

"When NASA first started sending up astronauts, they quickly discovered that ballpoint pens would not work in zero gravity. To combat the problem, NASA scientists spent a decade and $12 Billion to develop a pen that writes in zero gravity, upside down, underwater, on almost any surface including glass and at temperatures ranging from below freezing to 300C.
The Russians used a pencil."

2001-08-22T10:00:00.000-04:00

back in greenwich today.

2001-08-20T20:24:00.000-04:00

I could have sworn I posted something to this thing while I was in Florida.
technically I still am in Florida, but i fly home tommorow.
I've been jotting down little notes and ideas in books all week but they're all sort of messy or disjointed, nothing i've really wanted to put up for public consumption.
does anybody still read this?

2001-08-13T23:39:00.000-04:00

with reorginazation comes old memories....
Lately, I've been collecting MP3's of songs from different summers, particularly songs that were used in, or I associate with, Arch Street plays. Most of them are from CD's I allready own, or mp3's I allready have, but I know there's a lot of stuff I'm missing. if anybody out there ( Katie? Erin? Tim?) has any suggestions, they would be greatly appriciated, and I would be more than happy to give a copy any of the cd's I make in return. or to anyone who wants one for that matter.
Seems like kind of a corny project I know... but I've been pondering this for a while and decided that I'm going to finally take the time to put them together.

2001-08-13T23:25:00.000-04:00

"I wish my computer had legs and a tongue so it could wake me up in the morning"

2001-08-13T21:10:00.000-04:00

hello
I have come out of hiding just in time to get on a plane for Florida.

oh well.
I've been hanging around my house, watching movies, making mix CD's, driving around, irking my parents, and generally being a bum. I've been thinking a lot.

After debating weather or not to keep this blog alive, I have decided to stop worrying about weather or not anyone else posts to it and use it as a dumping ground for whatever wanders into my mind. i keep telling myself that i will finish these things, my webpage is languishing, my room is a mess, and there is a three foot pile of papers destined for scrapbooks that i haven't yet gotten around to gluing
i guess i have a whole year to tie all that shit up before i take off to wherever it is I'm going.
to others on this blog, feel free to post stuff, don't feel like I'm kicking you all off or anything I'm just sort of taking it out of the group context it was in and claiming it more as my own.

2001-08-05T10:08:00.000-04:00

"Claiming a violation of First Amendment rights, a lawsuit was filed in U.S. District Court to compel the National Park Service (NPS) to remove a cross from Mojave National Preserve, California.
The lawsuit, filed by the American Civil Liberties Union of Southern California (ACLU/SC) on March 22, argues that the presence of a cross, the predominant symbol of Christianity, is a violation of the First Amendment's separation of church and state."
This was Sunday Morning's "cover story" this morning, but strangely, the CBS website does not have an article about it yet.

2001-08-03T18:37:00.000-04:00

hello everyone!
I am now back home, and rather tired and disoreanted. my house is very noisy which is freaking me out because I got used to the lack of television and loud music at snow farm very quickly.
I have 181 e mails to look through, not to mention the blogs and various websites which have been updated in my absence. I missed the internet.
I've got a few bits and pieces of things I meant to post on scraps of paper and on my computer (which i brought with me so that I could keep writing) but i'll put them up later since i'm still in the process of unpacking, and my family seems less than pleased with me spending time on the computer so soon after I get home.
and what's up with the silence? I leave and things get all quiet around here....
:)

2001-07-31T17:40:00.000-04:00

As the kids in the hall say, Canada has the best healthcare system in the world.

2001-07-30T22:54:00.000-04:00

medical marijuana: yet *another* reason to move to canada.

2001-07-25T21:44:00.000-04:00

As Napster's heyday fades into Internet mythology, its influence is being etched in an increasingly tense game of cops and robbers that has Internet service providers caught in the crossfire. Rather interesting if you've ever used file sharing programs. Actually i'd be interested to know people's opinions about this, whether or not you believe that file sharing is a terrible infringement on copyright policy, and whether or not companies are justified in taking action against random individuals... as they will probably do with the current crop of network file sharing programs (ie. no central servers).

2001-07-20T00:07:00.000-04:00

actually, em, the nearest *free* place to get at an internet connection was right up that big-ass hill from javanet: smith! right in the center of campus there's a whole bunch of computer labs (including a 24-hour one, if you're cool enough to have the code, which i am) that the public can, indeed, use if i'm not mistaken. or you can take advantage of the fact that you've got a friend here and ask her for her username and password. :)

(of course, i could've just waited until i see you saturday to tell you all of this, but whatever. <g>)

2001-07-19T15:24:00.000-04:00

irg.... blogger had to delete the post i made now that i’m actually paying for internet time. i’m in noho finishing a photo assignment, i had a little spare time and found the nearest scorce of internet access, a coffe shop called javanet. i’m doing well, but i’m completely exausted all the time. we get up at 7 and then have studios untill 10:30 at night with breaks for meals. so i9 have little time to read, or write of think. the classes have been good so far, and i hope to soon explore a few other mediums during open studio time. i know there was more i wanted to write, but it all escapes me now that i’m actually sitting at a computer. i’ve only been gone a week, but it feels lots longer; each day here fells like three. i miss you guys, and if you write me (the address is onthe webpage) while i’m up here, i promise you will get something groovy in return.

2001-07-17T00:44:00.000-04:00

Are you prepared for nuclear war? Will you know what to do, where to hide, what to eat? Does your food glow in the dark? Better yet, do you glow in the dark? Then get this!

Yes, your very own Home Nuclear Survival Kit! Batteries not included.

Pipboy 2000 sold seperately.

Do you have questions? We have answers, Vault-Tec representatives are standing by.

2001-07-16T22:24:00.000-04:00

I saw Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within a few days ago... saw it twice actually. I enjoyed it immensely, it has a rather good plot for an action movie, the plot was right between normal sci-fi and anime in content. Like Akira and Ghost in the shell a lot of the concepts were just offered but not explained in detail, had eastern spiritual twists and left a lot in the end for interpretation.

Then again if there ever was a movie who's plot didn't matter, this is it. The visuals are astounding... finally a cg film that's dark and serious and not incredibly, revoltingly happy (ants, shrek, toy story 1 and 2, bugs life..... *shudder*) Unfortunately that'll probably detract from it's popularty, serious cartoons (pg 13, R) have never been very popular in the american mainstream, then again alot of people might like it..., remains to be seen. Most of the reviews don't do it justice, prefering to compare it to the only other wide release sci-fi movie out this summer, AI... I can't understand how one would go about comparing a fast paced action scifi movie with lots nifty visuals to a boringly slow moving scifi drama.... but eh, whatever.

Anyways if you decide to go see it, i hope you enjoy it... and if you've played some if not all the final fantasy games you'll get some injokes... but playing the games is definitely not a prerequisite for understanding the movie.

2001-07-13T03:23:00.000-04:00

also, is it me, or has the new york times taken the arts and leisure off their website?? one of my favorite things in the world was the fact that, if i forgot on sunday, i could sit down later in the week and still read the arts and leisure section just by going to the website! blasphemy, i say!!

2001-07-13T03:18:00.000-04:00

em has handed over the "reins", so to speak, of the blog to me in her absence.

(rather insanely on her part, i must say....especially considering that i was indirectly to blame for the nastiness that has taken up the majority of the last few days. *sheepish grin*)

of course she chooses to do this at the *exact* moment that i'm being kicked out of what i've considered home for the last few days. ie, the apartment of one mr. gregory chiappelloni. whose contact information, in case you are in the mood to avenge my unjust eviction, can be found in my latest livejournalling. (hey, em didn't say i couldn't use her blog to whore myself!!! <g>) and i find myself now headed to northampton with about $2000 on which to live and find an apartment to live in until school starts, at least, over the course of the next few days.

so, i ask you kind bloggers: anyone have any brilliant ideas as to how to find an apartment for three people to live in (myself and my two friends) in a day for $2000? (including first & last month's rent and a security deposit, of course....)

ps. if anyone has friends in the noho area who're willing to put me up for a night or so, email me. also, if you want em's address and you're one of the misfortunate few who she forgot in her rush to leave town (a rush i wholeheartedly support....), feel free to email me too. finally, if this blog does somehow descend into the depths of either oblivion or riot, i will not hesitate to tattle on you all. sweet dreams. ;P

2001-07-12T17:59:00.000-04:00

hello, I am leaving in a few seconds after a long and incredibly hectic day. I am going with my family to Ellicottville, NY for my Grandparents 50th wedding anniversary celebration, and then they're driving straight over to Snow Farm and dropping me off.
I have a little sliver of blogging time becasue I got all my stuff packed and my family's still getting ready to go, but I must go soon.
I shall return in three weeks!
love you all and see you later
~e~
(And, if anybody feels inclined to write me, the address is on the webpage, and has been mailed to many of our bloggers, sorry to anyone I forgot!.)

2001-07-11T00:26:00.000-04:00

that is good, please corral any future bickerings to the anti-blog (or stratblog, as that was sort of what it was meant for) let's keep this place a happy space!
i'm probably going to feel incredibly stupid for having said that in the morning, but right now, i'm too tired to care.

2001-07-10T21:26:00.000-04:00

i suggest we carry oy all insults and arguments at my web page...the anti blog, the blog of hatred and bloodlust.

2001-07-10T20:30:00.000-04:00

Andrei, I was wrong, You out-emote me!! If you have a goatee out of laziness then why isn't there hair on the rest of your face? Lazy my ass, Your a liar and your boring!

Emily, it's never too late to get nakey!!!! I'm not wearing anything right now as i type this except for a smile and melting candy!

2001-07-10T10:22:00.000-04:00

interesting..... too bad we all missed it.

2001-07-09T18:28:00.000-04:00

flame wars are no fun.

2001-07-09T18:26:00.000-04:00

other people do read this blog, my mom included.
just mentioning....

2001-07-09T00:44:00.000-04:00

Ah, salutations Karin.

2001-07-09T00:40:00.000-04:00

most of us are artists karin so defining art is not only entertaining its also important. Can you guess which of us isn ot an artist?? One of these things is not like the other, one of these things is not the same.....

2001-07-09T00:31:00.000-04:00

you all are quite amusing. Although I see what you all are saying are you listening to each other you are trying to define something that is completely in the eye of the beholder. Honestly, in my opinion, who are we to critique art, what might be art to someone, is nothing to someone else. so stop your male pissing contest and just let, things be as they are.

2001-07-09T00:02:00.000-04:00

Just because you can type doesn't mean you should.

this comment is not directed at emily.

2001-07-08T23:49:00.000-04:00

ART, n. This word has no definition. Its origin is related as follows by the ingenious Father Gassalasca Jape, S.J.

One day a wag -- what would the wretch be at? --
Shifted a letter of the cipher RAT,
And said it was a god's name! Straight arose
Fantastic priests and postulants (with shows,
And mysteries, and mummeries, and hymns,
And disputations dire that lamed their limbs)
To serve his temple and maintain the fires,
Expound the law, manipulate the wires.
Amazed, the populace that rites attend,
Believe whate'er they cannot comprehend,
And, inly edified to learn that two
Half-hairs joined so and so (as Art can do)
Have sweeter values and a grace more fit
Than Nature's hairs that never have been split,
Bring cates and wines for sacrificial feasts,
And sell their garments to support the priests.

PAINTING, n. The art of protecting flat surfaces from the weather and exposing them to the critic.

Ambrose Bierce (1842 - 1914), The Devil's Dictionary

2001-07-08T23:46:00.000-04:00

You're quite right, my opinion on "art" isn't critical in any way it matters little... same as yours. As for the value to my opinions... well they are valued by those that are subject to them... although whatever little value they place on it matters little to me. You call me narrow-minded and stubborn, i call you a fool and a snob. You speak of worth and money when you probably havn't experienced what lack of it implies... you speak of high ideals when you are so close-minded to the reality of the world... yes you may be in college but you remind me of nothing more than an idealistic young pup. As to paintings... yes i value them monetarily although that doesn't imply that i don't see the beauty in them... no matter what they're worth... It's just that in the end I'd rather own a van Gogh not a Gazin. As to my "so-called" opinions... well at least i have some... and don't require the opinions of people that are on a higher intelectual level to form my own. Or to put it simply, I like to form some opinions outside of the classroom. And about Jeannette Winterson's quote, i understood it perfectly, and didn't require further clarification. I just didn't agree with her. As for being an everquest geek, i made 124 dollars by selling a flowing black silk sash on ebay... seems geeks like me can make an easy buck by just playing all day. Hmm I'd suggest that if we are to continue this little argument we should take it to other forums, as it seems that it will turn ugly... either way... I don't really have anything left to say... i suppose i like to spend my time in a more enjoyable fashion. If you wish to respond then do so, i could care less... such petty arguing is useless and of no entertainment value to me. And as to understanding emotion Nick, I understand it perfectly, partly because i had to experience a plethora of emotions before you were even out of second grade. I make no judgement on you, you'd do to follow the example.

2001-07-08T23:31:00.000-04:00

Andrei does not understand useless aspect of human life like art or emotion. That is because Andrei is a robot. That's right Andrei the truth is out. Andrei is a T800 from the year 2035. He was sent to take up space on the blogs of our time and be a general nuisance.

2001-07-08T23:03:00.000-04:00

And now for something completely different...

How many of the Ten Most Disgusting Films of All Time have YOU seen?

If you're going to see #2, Salo, by Pasolini, I recommend finding a new VHS copy or laser, because Pasolini likes to shoot everything from about sixty feet away... but then again, a well-worn rental copy will probably ease the shock of fascists feeding Italian teenagers their own shit... If you're going to make a political film, go all out, that's what I say. Note: YRB's description of this film is inaccurate... the fascists definitely cart off more than eight teens for the 120 days of torture in this movie, and I hardly think it's "shocking" enough to rate as #2 (personally, I find #4, Pink Flamingos, more unsettling). Still, not for the squeamish.