the curious case of forrest gump
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Posted in: on Wednesday, March 18, 2009 at at 1:49 AM 0 comments
thanks a lot norris
Posted in: on Saturday, March 14, 2009 at at 1:48 PM 0 comments
sufjan...meet rap.
some of your favorite sufjan tunes have mated with early 90's style rap to seamlessly bring you awesome music. tor, a canadian producer is the cause of this meeting. there are 7 songs, and they are free. go listen. your ears will thank you.
Posted in: on Thursday, March 12, 2009 at at 1:03 AM 1 comments
wwjd...excuse me while i word vomit.
let's start with the fact that i've been in church all my life and that on occasion i put some effort towards attempts at becoming a follower of jesus. given these things, i always hear that i'm supposed to be "like christ". christians like this idea. we love to tell each other that we are supposed to become like jesus. i mean, (and i'm cringing already) who could forget that whole wwjd (originally: what would jesus do) thing. we wore it. as a slogan. our lives were to be directed with the thought that what he would do...we were to do.
jesus said that we were not made for the law, but that the law was made for us. summing up quickly and with a complete lack of thoroughness, we see that he, on occasion, ignored the letter of the law in order to follow the spirit that brought the law into being. it is merely the skeleton in the body of right living. or, better yet, it is the skin. stealing from peter rollins for a second here, justice is the force behind our secular laws. the laws are not justice but are the best interpretation of it we can devise. they are the aftermath of justice and if we follow them then we can achieve the effects of justice. but, the point is not the laws, it is to embrace and understand justice.
where are we going? i think we exist trying to follow the law most of the time. we exist trying to achieve the results without understanding the spirit/heart that brings them about. we act like christ without having a heart like his...but, that is obvious and you've seen it already. i've got more. like cs lewis said, if we follow the ray of light that is love and goodness in the world back to it's sun (source), we find god.
it's like that old rumor explaining why train tracks are the width they are: a man sought to find out why the tracks of the railway were specifically 4 feet 8.5 inches. he found that us tracks match british tracks. so he inquired and found that british tracks were built at the width of tramways, which were build with the tools used to make wagons and therefore maintained the same width. on he searched. wagons were built at the width of pre-existing ruts in the roadways. these tracks were created by roman chariots, which were just wide enough to allow for two horses between them. and there you have it.
asking the "why", in this case leads to an understanding that there was nothing important about the width. asking why, in the case of our laws, leads us to the discovery that it was never about the law. if we follow the law back to it's source we find justice. which is in fact important.
so, lets ask why on our main topic. why do we act like jesus? do we really think that we will become him...because, sometimes we ask that of one another. we try to be him, thinking that the idea is just to do whatever he does. i think that this misses the point though. i think we were created to be ourselves. we are instructed to act like him because that is the best description of ourselves that we have. we are created in the image of god. we are created to spill out love everywhere we go. we are created to passionately pursue the things that bring us joy. we were created to live deeply in community with one another and with god. the things that he did, the ways that he loved, those are the things that we would be if we were our true selves. the being like him will only truly, beyond the surface, come out of being ourselves. not just putting on the skin of jesus, but becoming the body of who we are.
i know i completely skipped the idea that what good we do, is him in us...but that's for another time...and i like to think that i can keep both sides of that contradiction around.
Posted in: on Monday, March 09, 2009 at at 5:43 PM 0 comments
up for a challenge?
can someone make me a mix tape(/cd/whatever is cool these days) full of songs that get me as pumped up as this one?
(edited: the song was: bloc party - like eating glass)
Posted in: on Thursday, March 05, 2009 at at 12:16 AM 0 comments
Snow Day (or It's Not That NC Doesn't Do Snow Well...It's That We Don't Do Snow At All)
for part two of the snow blogging we'll take a look at the day so far...and i'm really limiting my pictures here, just so you know. (side note: the events in part one took place at like 1:30 in the morning) ok part two:
mat and les go to the airport (7:30am):
the rav-4's locks freeze so we take their car.
"ice/snow on roads and bridges"...a rare w-s traffic update.
locks un-freeze, i get to the office (12noon):
empty parking lot...again, 12 noon.
what everyone else was missing out on in the kitchen at work.
the "we made it to work before lunch" club
ok taking a break from photo journaling my life for a few minutes. i'm getting carried away. it's just that snow makes everything that was boring yesterday seem really awesome today.
Posted in: on Monday, March 02, 2009 at at 5:05 PM 0 comments
REAL Snow
it's for real snowing in winston salem right now...i have proof (i stuck my camera in a plastic bag and shot blindly for 5-10 minutes...quite fun, if you get the chance):
exhibit a: white blurs flying by mat's face.
exhibit b: senator wants to chase a snowball.
c: senator really loves the snow...and catching snowballs.
d: man and dog.
Posted in: on at at 1:00 AM 0 comments
aquemini
just downloaded aquemini from itunes on a whim. i don't know why i didn't have it before. this was one of, if not THE, best rap album of...well probably all-time. i mean top to bottom way ahead of it's time. if something like this came out today the entire rap world would implode on itself in awe and sheer amazement. here's a random track off of it (which i love). the thing, though, is that no track can sum up the record. they change sounds all over the place:
(edited: the song was: outkast - da art of storytellin', part 2)
Posted in: on Friday, February 27, 2009 at at 6:16 PM 0 comments
unhealthy obsession?
go ahead and judge me...
i have a thing for a company whose name i can't even pronounce...
notebooks, journals, scheduler...my desk is really a moleskine display table...it's like their factory threw up all over it.
Posted in: on at at 11:08 AM 0 comments
birfday confessions:
1. yesterday was my birthday and i still haven't signed into facebook. i'm scared of what i'm going to find on my wall. ok, i'm not scared really. it's like i've taken one of my christmas presents from beneath the tree and hidden it somewhere in my room with the intention of forgetting it. such that, in a few weeks when i stumble across it again, i get the delight of receiving a random and unexpected gift.
2. i have a riveted belief in the idea that sharing a birthday with Regina Spektor, Dr. Dre, and...ahem...Molly Ringwald really does make me a cooler human being all around. really.
3. apparently i say "birfday".
4. back to facebook: i find it sickening that when i look down the list of birfday posters to my wall (in my inbox, because, again, i have yet to actually visit my wall) i can be angry at people. good and real actual friends who didn't happen to be on facebook on my birfday, and thusly didn't post anything on my wall have become the brunt of my irrational disdain. some unfortunate portion of my brain sees that so-and-so posted to my wall, and that one guy i met that one time at that party for that other guy, and the girl from that one class i took in middle school when i lived not here...wait, when did she get out of purgatory!? anyway, with posts from those unknown fringy friends (no, no...don't worry...no, i don't mean you) how can i let a real friend get away with not having any cliche and generic things to say to me on my freaking birfday!
5. er...i never post on anyone's wall on their birthday. (i hope you're not irrationally mad at me for not seeing the notice on my home page. i mean, why would you want some generic birthday message anyway...it's so cliche.)
6. if you did call me or post to my wall...i miss you and i will try to call you back...sorry if i take a while...it's no reflection on how much your heartfelt well-wishes are genuinely appreciated.
Posted in: on Thursday, February 19, 2009 at at 5:40 PM 0 comments
stuck in my head...no, not my teeth
there is absolutely no logical reason for the veronicas to be stuck in my head. i mean, lyrically speaking, untouched is awful. and, musically speaking, some sort of electro pop, untouched is also awful. (now, that could really be true or it could be me trying to pass as a music snob by bashing catchy little tunes...or both.) regardless, the truth is that the freaking strings are like crack dipped in honey and i can't get enough. that was a bit of an understatement...the strings are like...golden crack dipped in diamond encrusted bits of honey and drizzled with that magic chocolate shell stuff. the fact that the song opens and closes with them means that i'm all ears for about 15 seconds, zone out till about a minute and a half and come back for 10 seconds or so, and then come back again for the last 14 seconds...lather rinse repeat:
(edited: the song was: the veronicas - untouched)
Posted in: on Tuesday, February 17, 2009 at at 12:55 AM 0 comments
shadow
shadow
Originally uploaded by kevin glaser
the more i look at this, the more i really like it.
Posted in: on Thursday, February 12, 2009 at at 11:19 PM 0 comments
slowing down
i read this tonight and it made me wish i were really an artist:
A nurse who was fascinated by my ears told me that the steroid shot I was unnecessarily given (but appreciated) would make it hard for me to sleep; that’s unlikely, as I’m already sleepy enough that the only thing keeping me awake is the dripping noises coming from inside my cavernous respiratory system. Being sickly, I’ve imagined an elaborate world inside my sinuses: like a ruined Gothic cathedral, supporting buttresses made indistinguishable from stalagmites by centuries of flow and accumulation.
But being sick has its compensations: Bayou, books, and the otherwise alien idea that I am being productive by sleeping, lazy rest transformed by armchair medical theorizing into some sort of immunological exercise. Feel the burn.
let me 'splain. this is nothing more than a post to a blog. but in it are images, wit, and lexical craftsmanship beyond what i am capable of, if not at my best, then quite certainly at my day to day level. as i read i wondered to myself at the authors ability to enter such a place as his imaginary sinuses and come away with such a vivid image and at the way he captures the welcomed and infrequent acceptance sleep receives in the midst sickness. it is mostly for the former that i am envious. i feel that my mind, far from allowing creative spaces in which sinus cathedrals can blossom, tends to spin with some nebulous urge to rush ahead. as if there were so numerous a set of fresh thoughts queuing to fill my head that my mind ought not be bothered at allowing the current batch to ripen. where it comes from, and why i continuously follow this impulse, is beyond me, though i would like to sever whatever attachment i have to it. i feel it must be one of the most genuine impediments to my really ever producing worthwhile art of any sort.
Posted in: on Tuesday, February 10, 2009 at at 11:23 PM 0 comments
shreds
so...when i lived in nola...harris and i, on occasion, would grab our cameras and go shoot. we'd pick a theme and try and capture it, or look for inspiration in interesting places, etc...one night, after a few successful outings, we realized that our bar had been creeping steadily up and that we might not be happy unless something quite good resulted from this new photo session. so, we went and shot the best photos of our life. end of story. ok...kidding. we decided that for the night we would refuse to shoot anything that might be mistaken for good photography. we would shoot the dumbest shots we could come up with. see trashcan face (though someone has apparently mistaken it as an attempt at saying something deep). and you thought i was joking. it was great. all the pressure was off and we could have fun. i have a whole set of pictures that i absolutely love, and that no other person on the planet apart from harris, would even think twice about never looking at...ever. apart from thinking that, in retrospect, this was a brilliant idea, i am now wondering whether or not i can introduce it into other parts of my life. first test run starts in...now. i realize that i kind of did this experiment to the blog last year when i posted a ridiculous picture of a joke written on what was probably a bathroom stall wall...but every once in a while we need a little something ridiculous in our life to remind us that it's not always that serious...and that sometimes toilet humor really is that funny. last time i reverted to the brain of a 12 year old and laughed till my stomach hurt. this time it was about the same. i now proudly present SHREDS...ok brief preface: someone dubbed over bands...ok thats all you get. i couldn't decide between the creed one and the eric clapton one but in the end i decided making a sucky band sound really bad beats making someone with actually musical ability sound bad...but go to town if you think it's as funny as i did...there are plenty more to watch:
Posted in: on Saturday, February 07, 2009 at at 11:09 PM 2 comments
have i ever mentioned that this is my favorite photograph?
jamie fits the mood:
(edited: the song was: jamie cullum - high and dry)
Posted in: on Thursday, February 05, 2009 at at 10:11 AM 0 comments
new song:
there's a new song over on the myspace that i wrote last night and tonight. it's a pretty bad recording with my guitar strings hitting the computer in a mildly distracting fashion...but whatev. also, before you go over there and judge me, i did type up the lyrics. so, just click on the lyric tab by the title (calling us your own) and you will be able to decipher what it is that i'm actually saying. ugg...ok go listen, i have no more to say. wait....ok go....and, when you get back, will someone let me know how not to be self conscious about everything?
Posted in: on Tuesday, February 03, 2009 at at 11:07 PM 0 comments
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