Friday, March 31, 2006

when your time is through...your myspace profile will live on

I spent a considerable amount of time yesterday paging through mydeathspace.com. The site essentially posts an obituary for you, should you die, along with a link to your myspace profile. The very thought of me being remembered, or anyone being remembered for that matter, in terms of their myspace is a little unsettling. Sometimes the site is outright creepy. The posts in which the myspace user commits suicide are especially disturbing - anyone can see, by profile, just how suicidal they were in retrospect. Sometimes the myspace picture profiled is of a user consuming large amounts of alcohol - posted beneath their alcohol poisoning obituary. Observation: many teens die in vehicles.

It is interesting how online postings stay indefinitely, they do not deteriate, they don't fade, it isn't a smell that diminishes from your clothes. If I were to die suddenly, please don't remember me by my myspace profile, please. I would rather be remembered by my lastfm profile.

I've also been into postsecret.blogspot.com as of late.

With that out of the way, I must say the Silver Jews show last weekend was amazing. If you'd like to read more about it, check out Peter's blog. Some of my favorite songs came from an album I just recently acquired: natural bridge. Examples: Dallas, Pet Politics, Black and Brown Blues. The crowd hinged on David's every shakey, inebriated word. We all waited in unnerving anticipation for specific lines in songs: "if you don't want me, I'll promise not to linger, but before I go I have to ask you dear about that tanline on your ring finger." Ann Arbor was great, I could see myself happy there for a while. The city is a little small, but bustling, communal, and pedestrian-friendly. Now, how do I get there? Still spending much mental energy thinking about grad school but actually doing/researching very little.

Friday, March 24, 2006

the time has come

After sitting on tickets over three months, the date on the ticket is about to arrive. Tomorrow I will see my precious silver jews. Who buys tickets three months in advance? And who sells tickets to a small show three months in advance?

The weekend is here again - I'm amazed by how fast the weeks go by. This past week I was determined to make sense of it, documenting my workweek, but friday is here once again moments after I wake monday morning. And what have I done with my time? Nothing really - read vonnegut's new book. I also watched Crash monday night. Thank god I didn't see it in the theater or even rent it on DVD (I got it at my local library). It just isn't that good, folks. If you'd like to see it but don't have the time or money - remember that film Magnolia that you saw? Yeah, that was an excellent film - well if you want to imagine crash, think of magnolia and substitute the theme of human condition for the theme of race relations. Really, you can plot out the entire film by means of magnolia. I guess what I'm saying is that it is entirely unoriginal, although I commend them for tackling race relations in a major studio flic. Oh, and brendan fraser sucks. "I'm the district attorney." I hope to see After Innocence - it opens tonight at the UICA.

One more thing: Xtina has a blog and I'm taking this opportunity to call her xxxtina, just as I promised I wouldn't do.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

A: CSA, St. Patrick, Kunstler

Another good weekend to bookend my four days of monotony, excuse, and explaination. Friday peter and erin came by for xtina and mines first dinner party (of sorts). Everything went togather without a hitch and we made it to the theatre in time to catch "Confederate States of America," which was a total disappointment. Great premise, poor execution. Saturday I marched in my first-ever St. Patricks day parade. Walking down the middle of a crowded N. Division was surreal to say the least. The warm weather is over and we're back to winter drudgery. I was getting optimistic too - crocuses were blooming, windows were left open, bleakness alleviating.

I've finally finished "The Geography of Nowhere." I loved every minute of it and now I'm going to read the newest Kurt Vonnegut book. Xtina loved it as evidenced by her intermittant laughing while reading in the car last sunday. I don't have much on which to update you, dear reader. I feel like I'm finally getting ahold of my life again. Staying on top of social obligations, giving attention where attention is due, and actually doing something on the weekend makes me feel much more fulfilled. This Saturday I will be at the "three year anniversary of the start of the Iraq war" demonstration at veterans park. Perhaps you should come down.

Saturday, March 04, 2006

march thaw

I was told yesterday by my childhood mentor that the weather is getting warmer this week. Channel three said it could be sixty-five on friday. I'm looking forward to it. A warmup would could produce a much needed change in my psyche. I love springtime. The first day it turns fifty everyone goes outside in a t-shirt and men and women alike show off their blinding white legs. Except me, that is; I don't like shorts. Not much is here on this front. Still working, still watching two episodes of "Rosanne" every day. I've seen them all, but it's still better than Dr. Phil. The latter part of this week I decided to stop dragging my heels on everything I'm involved in and I started working harder (despite my lack of assigned tasks) and started reading to finish. Xtina cleaned the entire apartment today. Now she's sleeping. The other night she kept me up all night yippin' and a yappin' in her sleep. It's better than her screaming and punching me in her sleep (that has happened several times now).

Last night a friend gave me a stack of CD's. I'm excited to get into something new. Right now: the best of Paolo Conte. Very interesting, maybe I'll give you a review later.