A heterogeneous mixture in the town of homogeny
This is going to be a very confusing entry since I have a lot of incomplete things to say. Most of these things are incomplete, because I've forgotten the other half of them. ...le sigh.
Point 1-Culture :
I heart jazz. Especially when it is free and in a little cafe' in town. The guitar kind of outplayed the bass, but who am I to complain? It was amazing. It got extra spiffy points because the first non-instrumental song was "Paper Moon". Honorary points go to Tennessey Williams and our darling anti-heroine Blanche (or Blan-che for Ashley). Ah...Lit nostalgia. Anyway...this town is full of way too many good things to do with one's time. Art lectures abound at PAAM and there is always something new going on. We just recently descovered that the town does a a broadway music series on Sundays and the motel down the road hosts free movie & popcorn nights. Huzzah. It seems I've been seeing quite a few movies recently. From the free-movie room, the drive in, the cineplex, and the art film theater, have come some interesting and not so interesting flicks. Perhaps attendence is fed by some subconcious craving spawned by a tv-less existance. Who knows? I personally think the radio is better at this point...but then again...the computer continues to steal my soul at night. Such horror when there are better things to do.
Point 2-Literature
I've just finished my third book for the summer. In a way I feel accomplished...even though it is taking me far longer to read somethings than it should. I fear I may be rusty. The horror. Madame Bovary turned out to be a rather interesting bit of literature, though it was somewhat tedious to read. I appriciate it in the way I appriciate Ethan Frome for the sheer wonder of writting style. Flaubert has a certain flair for making his readers feel as his characters do. Thus, I have become almost as bitter about Emma's boredom as she has. (That shouldn't reveal anything that's not on the back cover). I think accepting the goal of this writting style was a great aid in keeping my interest...either that or the main portion of tedium was over in the characters' lives. Oh well...I'm already starting to make connections between this book and One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and strangely enough to The Group as well. It's a sad thing the way my mind works. I think I may have been responsible for the the theory of the "Butterfly Effect" in a past life. I could make a connection between the design of the chair I'm sitting on and the plot line of one of those books. But then again...my true calling is to relate everything to a transcendental experience. ^ ^
Point 3-Those silly little Notecards
...not to mention the random capitalization in that last point. I've slowed down on the note card scribblings as of late. This is probably due to the fact that I actually broke down and bought a notebook and a sketch pad since I was running of blank cards. But anyway...I felt like sharing one of the index card poems. It's actually not that bad for something written so early in the morning that I don't even remember its creation. Here tis:
Falling, falling
Everyone's falling
falling asleep
and falling in love
Calling, calling
from deep down they're calling
cell phones are ringing
with pigeons above
What shall we do
when we can't shut
our eyes
When everything ceases
to be a surprise
What shall we do
when they pluck out
our hearts
Leaving only the cynics
And temptationous
TARTS
and finally
Farewell Apollo (1:56:16 AM): i'm debating if i should get a class ring this year
Farewell Apollo (1:56:28 AM): my mother keeps saying "i'm not made of money"
Potato Poodle (1:56:40 AM): is she made of candy?
Farewell Apollo (1:56:45 AM): she still hasnt bought me the club thing yet
Farewell Apollo (1:56:53 AM): meh, arent we all made of sugar?
Potato Poodle (1:57:47 AM): hee hee
Potato Poodle (1:57:54 AM): in a way yes
Potato Poodle (1:57:58 AM): and salt
Farewell Apollo (1:58:12 AM): and dont forget water! ^.^
Farewell Apollo (1:58:17 AM): mmm
Farewell Apollo (1:58:24 AM): too bad it wasnt alcohol
Potato Poodle (1:58:29 AM): does that make us salt-water taffy?
Farewell Apollo (1:58:33 AM): i could get drunk while biting on my nails
Farewell Apollo (1:58:39 AM): wow... i think so
Farewell Apollo (1:58:45 AM): heh, i'm the white kind
Potato Poodle (1:59:09 AM): what flavor is that?
Farewell Apollo (1:59:16 AM): i think this si a scientific breakthrough!
Farewell Apollo (1:59:21 AM): you must copyright this
Potato Poodle (1:59:24 AM): huzzah!
Potato Poodle (2:00:26 AM): I'll put it in LJ
Farewell Apollo (2:00:34 AM): good girl
Potato Poodle (2:00:39 AM): hee hee
Farewell Apollo (2:00:57 AM): jason said you forgot carbon
Potato Poodle (2:01:11 AM): bah
Farewell Apollo (2:01:21 AM): what should i tell him?
Potato Poodle (2:01:42 AM): that was used as a heat source
Potato Poodle (2:01:49 AM): that's why we don't look like taffy
Potato Poodle (2:02:14 AM): if you light us on fire, it burns clean away
Potato Poodle (2:02:15 AM): ^ ^
Farewell Apollo (2:02:31 AM): he says Ha
Potato Poodle (2:02:46 AM): tee hee
Farewell Apollo (2:02:53 AM): and says, all of the human? burns down to ash.
Potato Poodle (2:03:15 AM): ...and soap if we want to be technical
Potato Poodle (2:03:21 AM): but this is not a time for logic
Potato Poodle (2:03:28 AM): therfore...
Potato Poodle (2:03:38 AM): that's what happens if you overcook the human
Potato Poodle (2:03:45 AM): just like you can turn toast to ash
Potato Poodle (2:03:49 AM): or burn candy
Potato Poodle (2:03:55 AM): ^ ^
Farewell Apollo (2:04:32 AM): "then again flesh isnt flamable, it burns, but it needs a volitle to spread"
Farewell Apollo (2:04:53 AM): that was posted before you said that soap thing
Farewell Apollo (2:04:57 AM): my aim is lagging
Potato Poodle (2:05:01 AM): we're full of oxygen
Potato Poodle (2:05:16 AM): which is highly flamible
Potato Poodle (2:05:48 AM): tis all you need
Farewell Apollo (2:05:55 AM): he says,"true. the fat evaporates down to rich bubbling soap"
Potato Poodle (2:06:15 AM): yup
Potato Poodle (2:06:22 AM): did you see the rest?
Farewell Apollo (2:06:26 AM): god i should just get you on my cell phone and him on my home and let you guys argue it over instead of having me retype it all
Potato Poodle (2:06:33 AM): hee hee
Potato Poodle (2:06:44 AM): well give me a second and I'll agree
Potato Poodle (2:06:46 AM): haha
Farewell Apollo (2:06:54 AM): he is still typing
Potato Poodle (2:06:55 AM): are you serious about this?
Farewell Apollo (2:07:13 AM): Jason Chester: Ugh. I have 9 cigarette burns and one cigar burn. I've lit me left hand fully on fire before. I deal with explosives and open flames daily. If the oxygen content of our blood was that damn rich, we'd explode when a flame made contact beyond our flesh.
Farewell Apollo (2:07:22 AM): if you want to ill see if he wants to
Potato Poodle (2:07:49 AM): well you have to swollow enough flame you see
Potato Poodle (2:07:58 AM): to reach the source in the lungs
Potato Poodle (2:08:10 AM): then you have an nice little internal combustion effect
Farewell Apollo (2:10:22 AM): meh he's gone into rambling about seducing cotton candy now
Potato Poodle (2:10:28 AM): should I put the rest of this debate under a lj cut? or just leave it out?
Potato Poodle (2:10:34 AM): ...interesting topic
Farewell Apollo (2:10:37 AM): lj cut
Farewell Apollo (2:10:44 AM): you're copying what he says?
Farewell Apollo (2:10:50 AM): Jason Chester: Tell her the lungs won't actually explode. The implication in that is that we inhale pure oxygen. And in any case, the lungs absorb the oxygen from the air in our lungs and we release Carbon Dioxide when we exhale.
Jason Chester: DUH.
Potato Poodle (2:11:09 AM): ::rolls eyes::
Potato Poodle (2:11:18 AM): well obviously not pure oxygen
Potato Poodle (2:12:00 AM): but it's a decent enough mixture for the fire to stay lit
Potato Poodle (2:12:16 AM): I'm arguing from theory
Potato Poodle (2:12:27 AM): I know what science says
Farewell Apollo (2:12:37 AM): "Jason Chester: My point is valid, though. There is no internal combustion effect, in this case. And if there was, we could fuel cars on pure oxygen. Aside from the fact that gases are explosive and prone to changes in density by change in temperature."
Potato Poodle (2:13:26 AM): well we are working on hydrogen fueled cars
Potato Poodle (2:13:44 AM): so gas fueled cars ::shrugs::
Potato Poodle (2:13:56 AM): but pure oxygen would kill one anyway
Farewell Apollo (2:14:18 AM): "Jason Chester: Hydrogen is extremely unstable, though. It's very much prone to exploding without warning."
Farewell Apollo (2:14:39 AM): "Jason Chester: Of course it would." to the o2 thing killing people
Potato Poodle (2:14:47 AM): mhm
Farewell Apollo (2:14:48 AM): "Jason Chester: Grumble grumble grumble."
Potato Poodle (2:14:54 AM): I know my scientific fact
Farewell Apollo (2:15:13 AM): "Jason Chester: There is not enough Oxygen in the lungs to keep a flame lit."
Potato Poodle (2:15:16 AM): I just enjoy the metaphor connecting people to taffy
Farewell Apollo (2:15:27 AM): "Jason Chester: Do you?"
Potato Poodle (2:15:34 AM): I do
Farewell Apollo (2:15:44 AM): "Potato Poodle: I know my scientific fact"
Jason Chester: Do you?
Angela Rizza: meh
Jason Chester: You referred to it as theory before.
Jason Chester: Sorry, dearest..."
Potato Poodle (2:15:56 AM): ha
Farewell Apollo (2:16:02 AM): ".
Jason Chester: And we are equally, if not more so, "
Farewell Apollo (2:16:13 AM): "Jason Chester: And we are equally, if not more so, maleable."
Potato Poodle (2:16:17 AM): I'm saying that I know the scientific fact he is working off of to be true
Potato Poodle (2:16:30 AM): I just enjoy my theories
Farewell Apollo (2:16:56 AM): are you adding hsi claims to lj?
Potato Poodle (2:17:02 AM): "fire eaters" can keep the flame lit down their esophagus so therefore it is possible in the lungs
Farewell Apollo (2:17:04 AM): "Jason Chester: Ah. Understood.
Potato Poodle (2:17:34 AM): I think I'll just leave it as the first amusement, and have this debate over agian with kevin and roger
Farewell Apollo (2:17:49 AM): heh
Potato Poodle (2:17:59 AM): 1 sec
Farewell Apollo (2:18:00 AM): you should post what he said though too to show the boredom of 2am
Potato Poodle (2:18:06 AM): hee hee
Potato Poodle (2:18:08 AM): you should
Farewell Apollo (2:18:10 AM): ok
Farewell Apollo (2:18:12 AM): kevin is online?
Potato Poodle (2:18:16 AM): I have to sign out and on again
Potato Poodle (2:18:17 AM): no
Potato Poodle (2:18:21 AM): un momento
Farewell Apollo (2:18:27 AM): "Jason Chester: "For the last few minutes I've been wondering why that is. So you may have a point to which I must concede."
...and then aim express killed everything
aka: the extended version of the last post.
....and that is the post for today.
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