Tag: general

Despite my per­son­al opin­ions to the con­trary I have recent­ly become aware that there actu­al­ly is a Uni­ver­sal Scale of Every­thing (USoE), on which all things can be rat­ed.
And if the exis­tence of this scale is not enough, it also seems that every­one agrees where thing should go on the scale.
While I’ve wit­nessed the use of the USoE most recent­ly with movie (‘Har­ry Pot­ter’, ‘Star Wars II’, ‘The Lord of the Rings’) I’ve have also seen it used with music, for­mal art, fash­ion, hair­styles, books, even com­put­er games.
The world is becom­ing a small­er, more uni­form place.
For exam­ple, all of my friends have all placed the recent ‘Spi­der­man’ movie in the sec­tion of “piece of crap that should nev­er have been let out of the direc­tors head, and mak­ing it was a futile as remov­ing the seeds from a banana” or a score of about ‑2.
I real­ly, real­ly enjoyed Spi­der­man, I laughed at the fun­ny bits, I cried at the sad bits, I felt empow­ered as the nerd became a hero, I was impressed by the char­ac­ters, by the act­ing, by the sto­ry. I refuse to place the movie on the USoE, there is no sense in try­ing to com­pare an Action Hol­ly­wood Block­buster with Duchamp ‘Foun­tain’, or with ‘Gone with the Wind’, or even anoth­er Action Hol­ly­wood Block­buster (such as ‘Star Wars II’).
I’m an expe­ri­en­tial crit­ter, there is no objec­tiv­i­ty here.

Is there a dif­fer­ence between:
think­ing that it must be so dif­fi­cult to be fat but laugh­ing at fat peo­ple any­way
and
think­ing fat peo­ple are fun­ny and laugh­ing at them
and
think­ing fat peo­ple are fun­ny and not laugh­ing at them
???

Per­haps I should clar­i­fy.
I was­n’t lost. I was just wan­der­ing around with out an par­tic­u­lar des­ti­na­tion in mind, how­ev­er the place still does not exist.
The place is MYST island. And since my first vis­it I’ve been inlove with the place.
What is the dif­fer­ence between actu­al­ly going some­where and feel­ing as if you had been there? Its all about expe­ri­ence.

Things feel dif­fer­ent today…
I don’t know why, but today it feel like I’m actu­al­ly get­ting things done, rather than just coast­ing like I seem to have been for the past month or so.
Things have been a lit­tle odd since my Grand­moth­ers funur­al, not sur­pris­ing­ly, but I don’t think that was the cause of my recent wierd­ness… just a coince­dence…
More press­ing on my mind late­ly has been my shock­ing­ly bad finnan­cial situ­ta­tion. I still seem to be unable to find a good solu­tion. I get the con­stant feel­ing that some­one is hold­ing me back.

Ever have one of those days/weeks/months/years where you have a lot to do and instead of just get­ting it done, you end up doing none of it and watch­ing Ric­ki Lake instead?
Well, that’s the way I’ve been feel­ing the past few weeks… bloody annoy­ing.

Only Star Wars could get me to the cin­e­ma at 9:30 on a Sat­ur­day morn­ing. Haven’t been to the movies this ear­ly in years, but when every oth­er ses­sion for the week­end has already sold out what choice did I real­ly have.
Oh, and as for what I thought of it… it was good, bet­ter than good, but your talk­ing to a per­son that did­n’t (and still does­n’t) think there was any­thing much wrong with Episode I

A grand event, myself and all of my near­est loved ones treked out to Fox Stu­dios to watch the first pub­lic screen­ing of “Star Wars — Attack of the Clones”.
This is sig­nif­i­cant because it is the first change to the tra­di­tion for a good few years. Back when the Spe­cial Edi­tion came out we all went along to see it at mid­night screen­ings, some dressed up, some did­n’t, a fun time was had by all. But since the release of “The Phan­tom Men­ace” the cin­e­ma which these mid­night screen­ings had occured at had been ‘ren­o­vat­ed’ (thou butchered is a bet­ter word). It is no longer suit­ed for such fes­tive occa­sions. So we moved our tra­di­tion to the Fox Stu­dios cin­e­ma instead. This worked well, the large open area out the front was per­fect for being seen to be dressed as Queen Ami­dala.
There is some­time mag­i­cal about the crowd you get at a mid­night screen­ing. The crowd is alive with ener­gy and excit­ment, it is the only way to enjoy the Star Wars saga.
Not.
It is a pit­ty that this is not the way things will play out. Due to the Machi­avel­lian maneu­vers of my friends it seems I’ll be luk­cy to see the movie in it’s first week. I’m fuck­ing pissed off about this, make no mis­take. I fail to under­stand the events that have tran­spired to cause this situ­ta­tion. It feels like I’m being pun­ished by exclu­sion… so I must have done some­thing wrong… wan­der what the hell it was?

When exact­ly did I become so grumpy?

Inner Nar­ra­tive
I some­times for­get that read­ers of my blog don’t have access to my inner nar­ra­tive.
So, a bit of back­ground.
In mid March I start­ed study­ing, the sub­ject is ‘Dig­i­tal Media’, which means I’m learn­ing all the stuff I already know about com­put­er based graph­ics, design and pub­lish­ing, but this time I’ll actu­al­ly get the lit­tle piece of paper that says I know this stuff (because we all know that 15 years of self taught expe­ri­ence counts for less than fruit-fly shit).
So in the weeks since I start­ed this course I’ve learnt Com­put­er Fun­da­men­tals (aka how to turn on a com­put­er), The Inter­net (aka how to look up porn), Graph­ics and Pub­lish­ing (aka now that you’ve had two weeks expe­ri­ence with com­put­ers pro­duc­ing a logo, let­ter­head, biz­card, fly­er, cd cov­er, abstract pho­to­shop art, and a map should be sim­ple) and now where up to 2D Ani­ma­tion.
The busi­ness card from a few entries ago was the one that I did for an assign­ment in class, a mock up, I might use it for oth­er stuff I do in class, but thats it.
I’ll prob­a­bly end up post­ing a few things that I do in class and share with the world the fun I’m hav­ing.

I’m rapid­ly form­ing the the­o­ry that at some time in each per­sons life their pants will become very impor­tant for rea­sons they can nev­er clear­ly artic­u­late.
This change seems to be hap­pen­ing to me at the moment.
It start­ed about two months ago when I start­ed to for­get to zip up my fly. This has not been con­ce­sious mind you, I sim­ply for­got to do some­thing that had been sec­ond natrue for over 20 years. Since then I’ve found the num­ber of time that I’ve for­got­ten to zip my fly has been increas­ing. And still I can’t explain it.
I nev­er much liked zip­pered flies any­way, I should look at get­ting more pants that have but­ton flies.
Its all about pants.