Home
six minute project   
12:36am 22/06/2006
  so, over 50,000 people in more than 100 different countries have viewed the six minute project. Hundreds of blogs have posted about it. But other than a few people I know, and one random girl in Minneapolis, nobody is actually doing the project. It's so frustrating to read literally hundreds of comments and blogs all over the world talking about how cool the project is, and how someone is "totally going to do it" because nobody is actually doing the project. Some girl on flickr did the project in Germany, but never sent it in.

For every excited post I've read, I've read an excuse for why someone wouldn't do the project. "I'm going to wait until I have an exciting day." or "My life is boring." - These people don't get the point of the project. Even if you do the six minute project on a boring day, it's interesting. AND, if you really want to do the project, but are waiting for an exciting day - stop waiting, just do something exciting.

If anyone still reads this, and wants to know what all the hubub is about. Here's a link. six minute project.
 
     Read 1 - Post
 
Julia   
03:18am 02/01/2006
  "My entire department is out the door by five. I linger till six-thirty, reading the papers, killing time. Just to punish myself I decide not to take the subway. Instead I head out into the thrust and teem of the concrete carnival. The city is simultaneously emptying and refilling. All of us who live and work here are going to meet our relatives in the suburbs. All the bored families in the suburbs who haven't sent their children to live in the city think, Let's go into town to look at a big-ass dead pine tree propped up in Rock Center.

I head for Port Authority on foot in the cold, in the dark. I've got a lot, but I don't have Forty-eighth and Eighth. I walk by it shivering and stand there for a minute. I can't get into the parking lot. It's closed. There's a blue painted scaffold around it. A sign says it's about ot be torn down to make way for an apartment building.

My scarf is in my pocket. I leave it there. My gloves are at home. Right by the spot where I waited for her that time, there's a poster for a movie that quotes a witticism I came up with a few weeks ago. I wrote it to impress her.

The things I can't tell her. More than the times we undressed each other, more than the times we snacked and snorfled and slobbered on each other, more than the time in the park when I told her how I felt and she cried to hear it, more than the one and only time I slept with her in my arms, I remember Forty-eighth and Eighth. In the multiplex of my mind, it's always playing on one screen, in an endless loop. She is tiptoeing up behind me on an unfairly cold March night, in a little yellow coat much too thin for the weather.

Because she wants to be with me."

It's raining. I just finished my book. Tangible representations of 'high school' are heaped into bags and boxes in the center of my room, threatening to avalanche. Stuff that used to mean something. I'm beginning to remember bits and pieces of our summer. The last time I was in this room listening to the rain, I was holding her. She was crying. Funny how little I remember that was positive. I haven't had sex in twenty-one days. I should write more. Tara makes me incredibly happy. I miss her.

The first night, and only night in memory, that I was happy with Laura was at the Convention Center. The fountain on Front and J. There was construction tape around it. She pushed me in. I pulled her in after me. That moment, when there's nobody else in the world. Just, you and her. And infinite possibility. It's pure. It's christmas through a soft focus lens. It's hard to separate the good parts from the bad. It's hard to figure out what that whole mess was. We were just in the same place at the same time, going parallel for a while.

Dylan say: Louise, she's alright, she's just near.

"She is tiptoeing up behind me on an unfairly cold March night, in a little yellow coat much too thin for the weather.

Because she wants to be with me."

Funny how things change.

Paul say: I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song. / I'm twenty-two now but I won't be for long / Time hurries on.

Dylan say: We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
 
     Post
 
   
02:22am 07/12/2005
  honesty breeds confidence; be honest in everything that you do.  
     Read 3 - Post
 
this is a secret.   
02:47am 10/07/2005
 
mood: hopeful
music: Homeward Bound - SImon and Garfunkel
something in your smile makes me feel like I might still be capable of love.
 
     Read 1 - Post
 
do yourself a favor   
12:42am 29/06/2005
 
mood: excited
so, if you're in San Diego... and you're a fan of the lord of the rings...

you really need to go see this musical.
http://www.wizardnews.com/story.20050602.html

A friend who works with one of my improv troupes up in LA helped write and stars in this full length musical spoof of the first book in the LOTR trilogy. When I saw it, it was only $10, and well worth it. I think ticket price to see it at the lyceum is $25, but it's WELL worth it.

It's quasi-improvised, so the actors have a lot of fun with the audience.

Let's put it this way. It's good enough that I think it's worth my time to make a live journal entry telling you about it.

Also, if you're in san diego for fourth of july, let me know.
 
     Read 3 - Post
 
black tea. paper due. fuck me. fuck you.   
03:23am 08/03/2005
 
mood: productive
music: Still Crazy After All These Years - brad mehldau cover
maybe if I didn't have to sleep
maybe then I could have time for it all
 
     Read 2 - Post
 
   
02:07am 14/02/2005
 
music: (none)
i took the train down to san diego. I was there for about 24 hours. then I came back. )

some really amazing stuff happened, I met some people. like the director of this film called the Journey (www.thejourneyfilm.com)
 
     Read 4 - Post
 
cathy?   
12:20am 28/01/2005
 
mood: okay
music: Yesterday
i'm wasting away here.

I feel so unfulfilled in some of the creative situations I've gotten myself into. I feel like my peers are forcing creative mediocrity down my throats like that bullshit gruel from the matrix.

it's funny how when you leave high school you're excited about meeting new people, who haven't seen you awkwardly develop over middle school and high school - - but then you find out that you just happen to be the person you are, and you can't run away from it.

ugh.
it's like staying with a girlfriend who you don't get along with, except now not even the sex is good.

your work is good if your partner enjoys playing with you.
 
     Read 3 - Post
 
   
05:16pm 22/01/2005
 
music: Closer
http://www.joeytomatoes.com/muppetsovertime05.htm
 
     Read 4 - Post
 
cathy I'm lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping   
02:16am 10/01/2005
 
mood: peaceful
music: Wednesday Morning, 3AM
I self-reflexively scoff at what is about to be the most typical live journal post EVER:

so I'm moved into my new apartment. classes start tomorrow. I have a bunch of work to do for SDJFF, I am involved with three comedy troupes, 2 improv, 1 sketch - between the three I have 9 hours of practice per week. I will also be working 10 hours a week this semester at Thornton doing graphic design, and the same old free lance stuff as always. So - lots of work. However, I feel extremely productive, and ready to take on whatever comes my way.

This new apartment is amazing. I'm living with friends, which is a new experience for me, and it's the first time since I've left home home, that I've actually felt at home - which is a great feeling. Just overall really excited about everything that awaits me this semester.

I'm listening to a binge of Simon and Garfunkel right now, started by looking up covers of my favorite song (not just of theirs, but likely my favorite song of all time) "America" - I just remembered one of the first times I spent the night with Laura, and afterwards I felt this wave of emotion and excitement, and I posted the lyrics to "Wednesday Morning, 3AM" on LJ - which is mostly a positive song, about spending the night with someone you love and hating that you have to leave in the morning - anyway, laura freaks out cause she thinks I don't like her and blah blah blah - shows you how perfect we were for each other - and how well she knew me... hah. seriously though, best of luck with the whole marriage thing.

ah, life. it cracks me up.

Well, I'm on my way. I don't know where I'm going. I'm on my way, I'm taking my time and I don't know where.

but that's a-okay by me.

----
if you're in LA with me: call me up. come over. let's play scrabble, or make dinner, or watch a movie. If you're not in LA with me, come visit, I miss you.
 
     Read 4 - Post
 
new years plans   
09:31pm 30/12/2004
  well... I was originally planning on being in LA for new years, but I have too much work to do.

so... New Year's Plans in San Diego?
anyone?

invitations welcome.
 
     Read 3 - Post
 
A plea.   
07:57pm 29/12/2004
 
mood: hopeful
music: Three Little Birds
so, if one more person signs up under me, I get a free ipod.

it's that simple.

here's the link to get your free ipod:
http://www.freeiPods.com/?r=8771690

It's legit. If you have questions, I'll explain it to you, just ask.
or you can read either of these articles, which sum it up also:

New York Times:
http://www.nytimes.com/2004/12/26/business/yourmoney/26free.html?oref=login

Wired.com
http://www.wired.com/news/mac/0,2125,64614,00.html

There's a similar deal for a free flat screen tv/dvd/vhs player combo:
http://www.FreeFlatScreens.com/?r=8958084
 
     Post
 
oh grumpy time   
02:19am 15/12/2004
 
mood: grumpy
music: Get Yourself Together
of the several things I do not think i can deal with for one more minute, one of them will be ending soon:

my living situation.

however, I can't move out for another 24 hours or so, which is approximately 1439 minutes longer than I think I'll be able to take it.

something happy from me in the near future? we'll see. I think all things considered I've been pretty happy this semester, but regardless of what achievements exist, if you don't feel comfortable where you live, if you have no place to call a home, everything is lessened some how.
 
     Post
 
dispite everything   
11:59pm 30/11/2004
 
mood: blah
music: Fitter Happier
so many good things have happened to me recently.

sketch comedy is going very well. a lot of talent within that group. I fought the law, and I won. pled my own case, and had all charges against me dropped. I'm moving out of this damned apartment. I was given $1500 by a relative 'for my education' (and am shopping around for an ibook).

and yet

something is missing. i feel isolated. stuck.

staring at a blinking cursor and attempting to articulate the vague inner workings of my head right now is not what I'm about.

I'm about sleep. all about sleep. (maybe I'm feeling crappy because I'm working on two nights of less than 4 hours sleep in a row.)
 
     Read 2 - Post
 
understandably, there is still much work to be done.   
02:01am 18/11/2004
 
mood: accomplished
music: suite for 20G - James Taylor
but for now, my feelings are thusly:
 
     Read 2 - Post
 
couple quick things I hope I get back to   
12:14am 16/11/2004
 
mood: energetic
music: miles davis - kind of blue
i feel wonderful
1. did pretty good with the plane rides
2. 5 star hotel with amazing pool on miami beach
3. gwen!
4. gwen! (and friends and wonderfulness)
5. family time, and time away from my living situation - good shit.
6. sketch troupe starts this week!
7. party last saturday, so great!
8. just saw rashomon... didn't really like it. - - I always feel like I'm stupid or something when I don't like movies that my intellectual friends are nuts about. oh well.

stomach hurts though, too much ab work in yoga today. but, nonetheless, wonderfulness abides, and further explanation is hopefully around the corner.

(also pretty much figured out what I'm going to be doing here at USC. if I get into the film program, it's going to be a major in film, with a triple minor in art history, graphic design, and creative writing)
 
     Read 2 - Post
 
"All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence, and then success is sure." - Mark Twain   
01:35pm 05/11/2004
 
mood: embarrassed
music: The End - the doors
an e-mail my dad sent me )

and my thoughts on the election:

The problem to me is also the way our elections are held and called. For example, as of today there are 60,000 absentee votes that have not been counted in Iowa (where bush is only ahead by 13,000), and 1.6 million in Florida (where bush is ahead by 400K). Even though this probably wouldn't change anything, we need to get our country out of the mindset of hearing the election called, and concessions announced on the same day as voting. There's no way you can count ballots that fast. Chances are, this could swing things for Kerry because especially in swing states like Iowa and Florida, groups like Moveon.org encouraged Dems to use absentee ballots so that they wouldn't be stopped from voting - AND, record numbers of democrats used absentee ballots this year. (1 )).

In Ohio there are stories coming in by the hour about voting machines that deleted thousands of votes, for which there are no record. (The conspiracy buffs note here that the machines used in Ohio were supplied by Diebold, whose CEO said he was "committed to helping Ohio deliver its electoral votes to the president"(2 ))). One wonders why Ohio and other states who use electronic ballots don't require any paper trail. In fact, of the 50 states only one (Nevada) requires a mandatory paper trail for its electronic voting machines. (3 ))

As a country, we have to get out of this mindset. We like our food fast, and our election results faster. Although New Mexico's Secretary of State has declared the states election results still too close to call, the major networks have already called New Mexico for Bush. Kerry Conceded and Bush declared victory before at least two million votes were cast.

The thing is that this election is still too close to call. And in a country so ignorant that we do not demand our votes are counted, who's really surprised? Not me, I'm just disappointed. I remember when all the votes were finally counted and Gore won the 2000 election (4 )). Nothing changed. Bush didn't step down, Congress didn't protest, and America watched a new reality show instead of watching reality.

"Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance, and conscientious stupidity." - Martin Luther King, Jr.
 
     Read 5 - Post
 
Wes Clark gives me a hard-on   
09:18pm 01/11/2004
 
mood: energetic
music: AMERICA - FUCK YEAH
just saw General Wes Clark speak and answer questions for 2 hours in Bovard Auditorium. One of the most amazing speakers I've ever seen, intelligent, funny, charismatic. He'll make an amazing addition to the Kerry Cabinet.

on the subject of the Kerry cabinet... I wish it was possible to describe the feeling of anxiety/excitement I'm feeling about this election. Clark was talking about how this election is so important because by re-electing Bush, we will effectively be sealing the stance of America, and that the strategies and thinking of America are not yet set in stone. As one of his European friends said to him, "we know you didn't elect bush, we forgive you; but if you elect him again..."

I'm very hopeful that Kerry will win this election, maybe even by a huge margin. But the thought of Bush stealing/winning it is so terrifying, that I don't want to get my hopes up. It was amazing tonight to see people brimming with hope and optimism; to lose now would be unimaginable - and every time I heard someone say something hopeful I would just imagine their comments being forgotten days after Bush steals the second election - or worse, America is willfully ignorant enough to vote him into office.
 
     Read 6 - Post
 
   
09:56pm 31/10/2004
 
mood: studious
music: AMERICA. FUCK YEAH.
I'm a halloween drop out. I carved a sketchy looking pumpkin (jack skellington). and went out last night as "hug boy" the amazing boy wonder who hugs people when they ask him what his costume is.

earlier tonight I went to starbucks to get a doubleshot espresso. and a big black woman working the counter asked why I wasn't dressed up for halloween. I explained to her that I had a midterm the next morning, and then added that I thought it was messed up for my professor to schedule a midterm the morning after halloween. her response was "OKAY!" And, I didn't really get what she meant. So then I said that maybe when he was a child he hated halloween and he's punishing our class in turn. Her response this time was "OKAY! what an asshole!" And I realized that "OKAY!" meant "yes, I agree" and then it was like we understood each other.
 
     Read 2 - Post
 
   
12:36pm 27/10/2004
 
mood: okay
music: trouble - cat stevens
I talked to my dad earlier. my family is amazing. they all call every once in a while just to say hi. the conversation turned a bit to my aunt, and my dad said something about how I might not ever see her alive again. and I started thinking about how fucked up cancer is. my dad said if he ever gets cancer, he's not going to do radiation because of how he's seen it effect his twin; i guess really he was always planning on not doing radiation because it makes people weak. I guess I just started thinking about my parents, and that eventually they're going to get cancer or grow old or have other bad adult stuff happen to them. and it made me start thinking about how people with downsyndrome have shorter life spans than "normal" people, and that my parents are probably going to outlive alicia, and how horrible that is for them, and then I thought about how eventually it's probably just going to be evan and I.

I realize this is just another sign of weakness, but this is one of those times I really wish I had a girlfriend. I realize there's solice in other people, but sometimes I just really want that anchor.

so it goes.
 
     Post
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Advertisement