Hola, mis amigos.
Today I awoke late (again) around 8:30AM, so I missed my A&P lecture. Le-sigh. Apparently I'd been heavily dreaming, because I woke with extreme disorientation I have learned to associate with complex restful delusion (which is an entirely ironic and more than likely inaccurate choice of words [that is "restful delusion"] in so many ways). Arrived at CCAC around 8:45AM, and decided to spend the next 45 minutes in the computer lab perusing Holly's website (which, mi amiga, is quite lovely, though Jenny's photography site link leads to some error or another, the last of your projects go no where [or have you yet to post them at all?], and I couldn't locate anything resembling a guestbook... you need a guestbook so I can post loving messages to make you smile obnoxiously hugely). Computer class was boring as ever, bio lecture was as useless as usual, and A&P lab was somewhat helpful, though I left early because my attention span waned beyond all hope of restoration.
After leaving CCAC (around 1:45PM) I stopped at the bank to deposit my most recent of paychecks, and arrived home long enough to prepare and inhale a package of Ramen Noodles (the *FOOD* was very nostalgic, considering it was my primary source of pseudo-sustenance while attending Edinboro. Despite all the wonders it did for my social life I really don't miss dorm life all that much.) before heading to Holly's house to ogle some Simon Pegg (in other words, we watched 2 episodes of Spaced).
Because of Spaced and the damned intersection traffic I arrived ten minutes late for work, but was in a relatively good mood and the shift passed quickly and painlessly. I even got to take a delivery because we had but one driver, and I received a tip amounting to $5.45, which made me happy. I got out a half hour early as well, which made me even happier.
With my tip money I strolled over to Video City and rented Spanglish and Sideways, the former because I (a) have a secret crush on Adam Sandler and (b) wanted to hear a bit of conversational Spanish, and the latter simply because I liked the little cartoon on the cover, and had an extra $2.50 to burn. I nearly peed when I noticed that Thomas Haden Church was in both of them. I had never heard of the actor before, and was startled and extremely (and potentially embarrassingly) amused by the coincidence.
Well... Sideways. For starters, the length was a bit unnecessary. Actually, make that extremely unnecessary. It was very slow to begin, and put a lot of unnecessary focus on a lot of unnecessary things. The purpose, I presume, was for character establishment and some minor development that would pave the way for all interactions that followed, but it was painfully slow-moving for the first half hour or so. I spent most of this time simply hating the character Jack (Thomas Haden Church) because he is the absolute symbol of everything I hate in a man (aside from profession of actor): a chauvinistic, predatory WANKER. Miles, the main character and a middle school English teacher/wino, I liked chiefly because I identified with him in a few aspects, but he was primarily a big jack-off too in that he willingly phased out of an honest demeanor when it suited him best. I guess that's not functionally a problem, but as an omniscient onlooker, I know that he does in fact SUCK ASS. The theme of the movie, as far as I could gather, was that even though you are a huge jerk-off, things can work out for you as long as you cover your tracks. Just kidding. I didn't expect it from the start, but it turned out to be a carpe diem movie, but you probably wouldn't want to watch it based on that alone. The overall mood is one of sardonic and adult humor, and probably man humor (which explains why much of it made me seethe with irreparable RAGE for all penis-possessors). After watching the movie I feel inspired to get back into artistic expression, and never, ever, EVER date again. I'm no good at recommendations, but I warn you there's about half an hour of what I perceived to be a disjointed winery lecture, and the movie in full is either near or surpassing 2 hours in length. However, there are some VERY FUCKING AMUSING scenes toward the end involving Jack's raging hormones and the outcome of his horny antics. ADDITIONAL WARNING: CONTAINS NAKED FAT/OLD PEOPLE. I did enjoy it, overall, and will probably watch it again at some point, when it no longer costs $2.50 to do so.
And... Spanglish. It seemed significantly shorter than Sideways, though I have no idea how long it actually is (I spent a lot of time rewinding to listen to the Spanish pacing/pronunciation/inflection several times over). One thing is certain: it's very fast-paced in comparison to Sideways. The introduction is narrated for absolute comprehension; the basis is clear and requires no speculation whatsoever. As a racial flick, it's very easy to distinguish all the moral and ethical boundaries involved, and how blending changes and rearranges them. The character development is especially well done, and though the narrator isn't portrayed as the main character, she does undergo the most radical changes, which is essentially the plot's purpose. I really liked the movie-- I liked the personality every character (aside from Sandler's vapid wife, but she shows some resolve at the movie's end), and I loved the way Flor (main character/narrator's mom) and Sandler handled their sexual/emotional tension. Themes include development of identity/adhering to ideals. The mood is often tense, in various ways. LOVED the movie because it involved a lot of resolve (which is like audio-visual prozac), and Flor's character rocks my socks. Like I said before, I suck at recommending movies, but I will say that despite the fact all the characters are riddled with either emotional, physical, or family problems, or all of the above, the resolve at the end definitely makes it a "feel-good" movie. And I reiterate that it's very easy to follow, if you appreciate simplicity. And if you want to learn a few Spanish words and phrases, it couldn't hurt.
After the movies, and the reason I'm up so late, I went to the park at Holiday Park Elementary to reminisce about days gone bye. I attempted (and failed) to recall the old playground setup before everything was padded pussy plastic, and which social group would spend its time at each specific structure. I missed the days when I was so deluded I believed I'd found some perfect camaraderie in Josh, Joe and my so-called "triangle" of friendship... strange the things we deceive ourselves into believing for the sake of comfort and a sense of belonging. I tried to fathom how the current plastiplayplace is divided every day during 6th grade recess. I laughed a cynical laugh, and turned my attention to the innumerable stars and the strange music of the night.
Thing:
Would you rather eat all your food liquified and frozen, like a popsicle, or have strangers squish all your food like wine grapes with their perfectly clean but bare feet before you eat it?
The former, no questions asked, and for obvious reasons.
Even if the freezing process destroys most of the nutrient content. There is no such thing as "perfectly clean feet" in my opinion.
After leaving CCAC (around 1:45PM) I stopped at the bank to deposit my most recent of paychecks, and arrived home long enough to prepare and inhale a package of Ramen Noodles (the *FOOD* was very nostalgic, considering it was my primary source of pseudo-sustenance while attending Edinboro. Despite all the wonders it did for my social life I really don't miss dorm life all that much.) before heading to Holly's house to ogle some Simon Pegg (in other words, we watched 2 episodes of Spaced).
Because of Spaced and the damned intersection traffic I arrived ten minutes late for work, but was in a relatively good mood and the shift passed quickly and painlessly. I even got to take a delivery because we had but one driver, and I received a tip amounting to $5.45, which made me happy. I got out a half hour early as well, which made me even happier.
With my tip money I strolled over to Video City and rented Spanglish and Sideways, the former because I (a) have a secret crush on Adam Sandler and (b) wanted to hear a bit of conversational Spanish, and the latter simply because I liked the little cartoon on the cover, and had an extra $2.50 to burn. I nearly peed when I noticed that Thomas Haden Church was in both of them. I had never heard of the actor before, and was startled and extremely (and potentially embarrassingly) amused by the coincidence.
Well... Sideways. For starters, the length was a bit unnecessary. Actually, make that extremely unnecessary. It was very slow to begin, and put a lot of unnecessary focus on a lot of unnecessary things. The purpose, I presume, was for character establishment and some minor development that would pave the way for all interactions that followed, but it was painfully slow-moving for the first half hour or so. I spent most of this time simply hating the character Jack (Thomas Haden Church) because he is the absolute symbol of everything I hate in a man (aside from profession of actor): a chauvinistic, predatory WANKER. Miles, the main character and a middle school English teacher/wino, I liked chiefly because I identified with him in a few aspects, but he was primarily a big jack-off too in that he willingly phased out of an honest demeanor when it suited him best. I guess that's not functionally a problem, but as an omniscient onlooker, I know that he does in fact SUCK ASS. The theme of the movie, as far as I could gather, was that even though you are a huge jerk-off, things can work out for you as long as you cover your tracks. Just kidding. I didn't expect it from the start, but it turned out to be a carpe diem movie, but you probably wouldn't want to watch it based on that alone. The overall mood is one of sardonic and adult humor, and probably man humor (which explains why much of it made me seethe with irreparable RAGE for all penis-possessors). After watching the movie I feel inspired to get back into artistic expression, and never, ever, EVER date again. I'm no good at recommendations, but I warn you there's about half an hour of what I perceived to be a disjointed winery lecture, and the movie in full is either near or surpassing 2 hours in length. However, there are some VERY FUCKING AMUSING scenes toward the end involving Jack's raging hormones and the outcome of his horny antics. ADDITIONAL WARNING: CONTAINS NAKED FAT/OLD PEOPLE. I did enjoy it, overall, and will probably watch it again at some point, when it no longer costs $2.50 to do so.
And... Spanglish. It seemed significantly shorter than Sideways, though I have no idea how long it actually is (I spent a lot of time rewinding to listen to the Spanish pacing/pronunciation/inflection several times over). One thing is certain: it's very fast-paced in comparison to Sideways. The introduction is narrated for absolute comprehension; the basis is clear and requires no speculation whatsoever. As a racial flick, it's very easy to distinguish all the moral and ethical boundaries involved, and how blending changes and rearranges them. The character development is especially well done, and though the narrator isn't portrayed as the main character, she does undergo the most radical changes, which is essentially the plot's purpose. I really liked the movie-- I liked the personality every character (aside from Sandler's vapid wife, but she shows some resolve at the movie's end), and I loved the way Flor (main character/narrator's mom) and Sandler handled their sexual/emotional tension. Themes include development of identity/adhering to ideals. The mood is often tense, in various ways. LOVED the movie because it involved a lot of resolve (which is like audio-visual prozac), and Flor's character rocks my socks. Like I said before, I suck at recommending movies, but I will say that despite the fact all the characters are riddled with either emotional, physical, or family problems, or all of the above, the resolve at the end definitely makes it a "feel-good" movie. And I reiterate that it's very easy to follow, if you appreciate simplicity. And if you want to learn a few Spanish words and phrases, it couldn't hurt.
After the movies, and the reason I'm up so late, I went to the park at Holiday Park Elementary to reminisce about days gone bye. I attempted (and failed) to recall the old playground setup before everything was padded pussy plastic, and which social group would spend its time at each specific structure. I missed the days when I was so deluded I believed I'd found some perfect camaraderie in Josh, Joe and my so-called "triangle" of friendship... strange the things we deceive ourselves into believing for the sake of comfort and a sense of belonging. I tried to fathom how the current plastiplayplace is divided every day during 6th grade recess. I laughed a cynical laugh, and turned my attention to the innumerable stars and the strange music of the night.
Thing:
Would you rather eat all your food liquified and frozen, like a popsicle, or have strangers squish all your food like wine grapes with their perfectly clean but bare feet before you eat it?
The former, no questions asked, and for obvious reasons.
Even if the freezing process destroys most of the nutrient content. There is no such thing as "perfectly clean feet" in my opinion.