The Kids Are Alright

What a week, and some change. I’ve been busy, but that’s boring (or so I have been told). I’ll keep this light.

I saw the Namesake last weekend. It was an interesting movie, Kal Pen does manage a dramatic role fairly well. Better than people might have expected anyway. The story takes a few turns that you wouldn’t have guessed from the trailers. Elizabeth was apprehensive about going to see it, as it does look awfully sappy from the commercials, but we were both entertained. I would say wait for DVD if you aren’t a big fan of immigrant stories and the relations between the mother culture and America’s melting pot…

I also saw This Film is not yet rated. I had no idea how the system worked but after seeing the documentary (about the MPAA ratings board, if you were unaware) I couldn’t believe all the crazy restrictions that they put on films. There are a far number of cheesy moments, the undercover PI in particular, but it was certainly an eye opener.

I’ve been out of my general TV watching orbit but after having a “pan-nerdom” conversation with Nando over Spring Break I think I’m going to have to check out Battle Star Galactica and Babylon 5. There will also be numerous comic book purchases in the future. On my list: the fancy 300 reissue (for the movie I guess, yeah, it suckered me in…), the rest of Neil Gaiman’s Sandman, Miller’s The Watchmen, Fables (sort of a fractured fairy-tales comic) and Hellblazer. I will forever be broke…

Pan-nerdom would refer to things dealing with all layers and subject that could be classified as nerdy. Including the original definition: a circus freak who bits off chickens heads…Just in case any of you wondering.

The weekend is a drive down with mike to SMC, a weekend of theme parties (and only slightly entertaining theme parties at that), study and maybe a little catch-u on reading. Oh and cuddling…don’t judge me!

Listening to Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles and Baba O’Reily by the Who
(I was feeling the British invasion today, next up the Kinks and probably Joy Division)

Julius Caesar Had It Coming

Happy Ides of March every body! On this day I always like to thank my lucky stars that I am not a roman general who upon a successful victory in Gaul was made a Tyrant only to be stabbed by one he trusted and thought loyal. Augustus was a more interesting figure. I’m glad he won the civil war that followed and not Cassius.

Okay, I swear that’s the last post about death. Yesh! Three in a row. Although only Matt (if he still reads this) and Nando (cause I think he still does) I think would have bothered to translate the Latin in that last post…

Also happy Hungarian Day to all the Danube dwelling Bulgars out there.

Laudis Offerimus

"Requiem æternam dona eis, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat eis. Te decet hymnus Deus, in Sion, et tibi reddetur votum in Jerusalem. Exaudi orationem meam; ad te omnis caro veniet. Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat eis.""

More Than A Feeling

Both comedian Richard Jeni and musician Brad Delp (of Boston Fame) died over the weekend.

I thought a lot of both of them. I’m sorry to see them go. Jeni’s comedy was amazing and dry. Seeing him do a Christopher Walken impression had be on the floor I laughed so hard. Boston is one of those bands that everyone knows and no one was really allowed to like (in my generation) until everything 70s was cool once again (sideburns, tracksuits, classic rock).

While I am prone to the same cultural pitfalls and do think the 70s is yet again cool, Boston has always been a band I’ve liked. My dad was a fan back in the day, being the only thing outside funk, jazz and Journey that he listened to during that decade.

There isn’t anything more to this, really. I just woke up today and saw the news, and was saddened by it.

Looks Like Tomorrow (Part 2... I guess)

Most of the people who currently frequent my life, a much diminished circle I might add, have been thinking (one might say over thinking) the future. The “ifs,” “ands,” and “now-whats?” of life could interest me less when it comes to my own internal strife and day to day thought processes. For the moment anyway.

And that isn’t to belittle the people agonizing over, admittedly, important forks in the road. I just don’t really care about tomorrow all that much. It isn’t my normal apathy either. It just always shows up, and while never perfect, tomorrow tends be okay. Some of them better than others, some worse. In the end it evens out.

Today and yesterday always seem a lot more relevant to me. How you got to where you are and (most importantly) where you are right now are slightly more pressing concerns. You can’t discount tomorrow entirely. That would be foolhardy. There just isn’t a lot to do about it until it happens. You can work towards it, but after all is said and done the work and the struggle/journey/other cliché are what you admire and the where-you-are (in tomorrow theoretically…) gets a bit lost for all the agony and anticipation. I have begun (maybe a little) to enjoy the scenery on the way to wherever the hell I’m going.

But all that’s probably why I’m a History major (note the capital H) and a lazy fucker so much of the time. You should all go about you’re daily lives with globes firmly affixed to shoulders. I think I might walk outside and feel the snow on my face. After all I’ve shrugged the future and at present work is a little slow.