Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Like a cold steel astronaut setting foot on pock-marked Mars.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
"I think Dan Brown is a terribly bad writer, but he has cliffhangers after every chapter which makes you continue reading," Skarsgard told Swedish broadcaster SVT.
"It's like eating peanuts at a bar. You don't like them, but you keep on eating them anyway," he said.
Who said this, you ask? One of the actors in the movie. A Swede no less.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Why is this? Vanity would be my best guess. Everybody wants to be somebody, and especially to be a writer. It sounds glamorous.
"What do you do?"
"Oh, I'm a writer."
Sounds a lot better than a great many other things you could put down as your occupation.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
1. Logan to Government Center (Which has the added benefit of at least having a Boston-related title)
2. Seventy Times Seven
4. Soco Amaretto Lime
5. Failure By Design
Honorable mention to Secondary, Last Chance to Lose Your Keys, Jude Law and A Semester Abroad, Sudden Death in Carolina, and Mix Tape.
Not an easy list to make. Also, there was absolutely no reason to make this list! But I did it anyway! That's how committed I am.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Yes, I am declaring Manny guilty based on little or no evidence. He's guilty. The question is, why? I don't care to explore that in this space. I'm a bad blogger. So sue me. It's a blog. It means very little.
I haven't read this yet, but Simmons is always good.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
The sound wasn't great, but it was more than that. The set list wasn't great, but really that wasn't it either. It was something unquantifiable about the way they played. To tell you the truth, it made me sad. Maybe they just lost it. Maybe the regular lineup shuffling took its toll, finally. Maybe Dave was the one piece they couldn't do without. I don't know what it was, but for now, it will keep me away from the live shows. I'm gonna hibernate with the old stuff, the good stuff, before they lost it, whatever it is.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Friday, May 1, 2009
It's different now. I have a good job, I'm in a good place, the weather is warm, and things are just going swimmingly. It's sort of an embarrassment of riches, to be honest. I feel sorry for that edition of me from the winter in a way. If he could see what's going on now in our life, new beginnings, new jobs, new feelings that just feel like they have some promise, like they could lead somewhere, he would be so happy. He didn't have those things, he was stuck. And when I remember these songs and how important they were to me during that tough spot, it hurts. I want to go back there and tell myself that things are going to be so bright soon. Just stick it out.
Sometimes lately, I completely lose my short-term memory. I have a quick flash of an idea, and it seems like something important, but then I lose it. It's gone. Maybe 30 percent of the time I get it back, but mostly I just lose it. Where do those ideas go? They might just be floating somewhere in space above my head, and whenever my mind wants to grab them it will, but often enough it doesn't want to. Maybe I could be great if I could just hold onto those ideas.
So, pants aren't really a big part of playing frisbee? This is absurd. This is exactly what's wrong with our culture and the youth of today. They think they can get away with playing frisbee pantless? They can't. This is inexcusable conduct. There has to be a line drawn somewhere. This is where we are drawing the line. You must wear pants to play frisbee. I will not negotiate on this point.