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I found another gray hair just recently. Five and counting. It shouldn’t freak me out but it does. My little brother is two years younger than me and he has way more gray hair… and the boy also has a receding hairline. I favor my Mom’s side of the family so I’ll probably never have to worry about it. My maternal grandfather had a full head of hair all his life.
So I caught the New Hampshire Democratic debates earlier this month and I was really impressed by Senator Clinton and Senator Bidden, in particular. I really have to applaud all of the Democratic candidates for unanimously raising their hands when asked if they were committed that allowing gay and lesbian service members to openly serve within the United States Armed Forces. It’s something I’ve felt really strongly about ever since… I like 20 or 21. It’s tied to something that happened to me in my day to day life; finding out one of my friends was gay and listening to him recount the ways his coworkers fucked with him.
Honest to God, I don’t care who’s elected. I am just thankful that Congress had the wisdom and foresight to pass a law limiting the number of terms a President could hold office.
I just finished Camouflage by Joe Haldeman (well last month) and since then have begun rereading A Song of Ice and Fire and short stories by Jack Williamson (Grandfather of Science Fiction), at lunch, Williamson had real talent. Of course Walter M. Miller’s A Canticle for Leibowitz and Haldeman’s The Forever War blow everything else out of the water. You’re probably thinking “Never heard of them, they can’t be that good.” But seriously if you haven’t heard of Haldeman or Miller; check them out. Both of those books are scary good… like Blade Runner, Minority Report, or Children of Men kind of good.
Funny thing though? “Do Androids dream of Electric Sheep?” sucked. The Novella Blade Runner was based on was just… bland and anticlimactic. Ridley Scott took Philip K. Dick’s novella and made it into something that was everything but bland and anticlimactic. Only other time the movie turned out better than the book (at least that I can recollect?) Schindler’s List.
Belle and Ashe still surprise me even after nearly, or just over, three years. I sometimes wonder how much literary and narrative acumen have to do with inborn talent and how much of it is practice and training. I’d like to think that I have become better over the course of my life but I sometimes wonder if some people aren’t just born with it; or born with the potential to blow everyone else out of the water.
What else?
Scarlett Johansson, the hottest actress on the silver screen, as Mary, Queen of Scots, slated for release in 2009. I’ll see that one in the theatre. I still remember seeing the 1972 version with Vanessa Redgrave and Timothy Dalton in my junior Modern World History Elective… almost 10 years ago. (God I feel old). And how ironic is it that Timothy Dalton played a Lord who contracts a VD from a whore like only a few years before he was cast to play James Bond?
Course if Mary had looked like Scarlett I doubt Lord Darney ever have “vagabonded in the beds of whores.”
405 on a Tuesday morning = purgatory. 405 all iced up on a Tuesday morning = hell.
It just never snowed in the Columbia basin… west side? Well… At least learning how to drive on icy roads was fun.
This all sounds so disjointed. For some reason my minds' been all over the place today. Anyway, have a good weekend.
So I caught the New Hampshire Democratic debates earlier this month and I was really impressed by Senator Clinton and Senator Bidden, in particular. I really have to applaud all of the Democratic candidates for unanimously raising their hands when asked if they were committed that allowing gay and lesbian service members to openly serve within the United States Armed Forces. It’s something I’ve felt really strongly about ever since… I like 20 or 21. It’s tied to something that happened to me in my day to day life; finding out one of my friends was gay and listening to him recount the ways his coworkers fucked with him.
Honest to God, I don’t care who’s elected. I am just thankful that Congress had the wisdom and foresight to pass a law limiting the number of terms a President could hold office.
I just finished Camouflage by Joe Haldeman (well last month) and since then have begun rereading A Song of Ice and Fire and short stories by Jack Williamson (Grandfather of Science Fiction), at lunch, Williamson had real talent. Of course Walter M. Miller’s A Canticle for Leibowitz and Haldeman’s The Forever War blow everything else out of the water. You’re probably thinking “Never heard of them, they can’t be that good.” But seriously if you haven’t heard of Haldeman or Miller; check them out. Both of those books are scary good… like Blade Runner, Minority Report, or Children of Men kind of good.
Funny thing though? “Do Androids dream of Electric Sheep?” sucked. The Novella Blade Runner was based on was just… bland and anticlimactic. Ridley Scott took Philip K. Dick’s novella and made it into something that was everything but bland and anticlimactic. Only other time the movie turned out better than the book (at least that I can recollect?) Schindler’s List.
Belle and Ashe still surprise me even after nearly, or just over, three years. I sometimes wonder how much literary and narrative acumen have to do with inborn talent and how much of it is practice and training. I’d like to think that I have become better over the course of my life but I sometimes wonder if some people aren’t just born with it; or born with the potential to blow everyone else out of the water.
What else?
Scarlett Johansson, the hottest actress on the silver screen, as Mary, Queen of Scots, slated for release in 2009. I’ll see that one in the theatre. I still remember seeing the 1972 version with Vanessa Redgrave and Timothy Dalton in my junior Modern World History Elective… almost 10 years ago. (God I feel old). And how ironic is it that Timothy Dalton played a Lord who contracts a VD from a whore like only a few years before he was cast to play James Bond?
Course if Mary had looked like Scarlett I doubt Lord Darney ever have “vagabonded in the beds of whores.”
405 on a Tuesday morning = purgatory. 405 all iced up on a Tuesday morning = hell.
It just never snowed in the Columbia basin… west side? Well… At least learning how to drive on icy roads was fun.
This all sounds so disjointed. For some reason my minds' been all over the place today. Anyway, have a good weekend.