Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Angelo and Erica:

I just want you two to know, (actually I suspect Erica doesn't read this, so I am really writing just for Angelo, though this applies to both of them) I just want you to know that I still read your blogs.

I don't respond because you have to be Xanga to respond and I have forgotten my name and password as far as Xanga is concerned. I am too damned lazy to re-register. I am shameless in my laissez faire attitudes. I am sure you will accept this with all good graces.

Compare Root to Simac on movies...

That's right, this old shack has the same quiz. I love boosting shit from Root. Maybe one day he will even get angry about it. Go over to his blog and compare our answers.

1) What film made you angry, either while watching it or in thinking about it afterward?

Celsius 41.1
Oh! No!
I haven't even seen this Twin (fuckin') Towers movie and I'm right done with it. E! Nuff! Irate!

2) Favorite sidekick

Rosenkrantz in R&G are dead.

3) One of your favorite movie lines

I pick favourite lines out of the film itself, there is no favourite of all films. How could there be? Here's some pretty cool ones though. "Kiss kiss,... Bang bang" or "I can't stand the Stench of lies..." or "Gentleman you can't fight here, this is a warroom!" or "-Fucker!" in response to the line "you're one ugly mother-"... This one is always good: "All those memories will be lost, like tears in the rain" and of course everyone is partial to the scream Lola delivers in the casino which I cannot transcribe even with the IPA at my disposal. Ooh! "My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die" or how about "Get on with it!" Prime material this one: "They cut the power! what do ya mean they cut the power? Their just animals man"this goes on and on. just ask for more and I can email you.

4) William Holden or Burt Lancaster?

Burt Lancaster is a person whom we used to make fun of by relating him as someone our parents watched. kind of a film equivalent to "adult contemporary" you follow? What was the question? I don't know: Burt Lancaster.

5) Describe a perfect moment in a movie

Lula and Sailor stop at some little place in the desert. He's inside. At the end of a porch which runs the length of the building sits an old black man on a rocking chair. Lula walks the length of the porch. Lula pauses. The old man acknowledges her existence without words. Lula walks back down the porch. The wind continues to blow.

6) Favorite John Ford movie

I am not goint to IMDB to pretend that I know every director for you. Could we say John Waters instead? Yes? - Pink Flamingoes.

7) What film artist (director, actor, screenwriter, whatever) has the least–deserved good reputation, artistically speaking. And who would you replace him/her with on that pedestal?

Julia Roberts. Same answer as Root. Replace with a brick.

8) Barbara Stanwyck or Ida Lupino?

Ida Lupino, I reckon. Stanwyck was Jeanie wasn't she? Ida Lupino I recognize by namesake and have no clue otherwise. Did the quizwriter try to be somewhat obscure on purpose?

9) Showgirls-- yes or no?

No. I bet most of you thought I would say yes. but I do not. I say no.

10) Most exotic or otherwise unusual place in which you ever saw a movie

40,000 feet above the Caribbean?

11) Favorite Robert Altman movie

See answer 6. And the last of answer 8

12) Best argument for allowing rock stars to participate in the making of movies

Our amps go to 11.

13) Describe a transcendent moment in a film (a moment when you realized a film that just seemed routine or merely interesting before had become become something much more)

Predator elects not to kill Maria whatsername in the subway because she is pregnant and predators don't kill innocents. It hitherto never occured to me that a character like predator could be 'developed.'

14) Gina Gershon or Jennifer Tilly?

Jennifer. I like the name. I don't care otherwise.

15) Favorite Frank Capra movie

Only one I've seen: It's a Wonderful Life. So much as Root said. However, if I hear one more Bad impression of Jimmy Stewart (What's that ya say Mary) I will likely vomit on the person who did it.

16) The scene you most wish you could have witnessed being filmed

When the death star exploded! I wonder what kind of ship they would have given me? An A-wing with a telephoto lens prolly, so's I could get the long shot...

17) Robert Ryan or Richard Widmark?

Enough with this shit. Who cares?

18) Name a movie that inspired you to walk out before it was finished

There have been two in my life. I cannot remember them, not even their names. Thank Heavens.

19) Favorite political movie

Apocalypse Now, or Dr. STrangelove or how I learned to stop worrying and love the bomb. That one where Will Smith was chased by the NSA or somewhat was decent too. Does Casablanca count? I like old war movies too: A bridge too far, Night of the Generals, Where Eagles Dare and the Dirty Dozen were enjobyable for me.

20) Your favorite movie poster, or the one you’d most like to own

Any of the ones my friend Bill did. I'm not really a poster kind of guy (as anyone who has seen me naked knows...) so I don't really care.

21) Jeff Bridges or Jeff Goldblum?

Goldblum I expect. Why?

22) Favorite Ken Russell movie

Who? what now? I don't fuckin' know.

23) Accepting the conventional wisdom that 1970-1975 marked a golden age of American filmmaking in which artistic ambition and popular acceptance were not mutually exclusive, what for you was this golden age’s high point? (Could be a movie, a trend, the emergence of a star, whatever)

Endless Summer, baby! ooooohhhhh yeah! giggity giggity! - No.
Is that conventional wisdom? I didn't know it was CW. I don't know enough to answer this question with any depth.

24) Grace Kelly or Ava Gardner?

Without a doubt, Grace Kelly. I have been in love with this woman since my parents let stay up to watch Dial M for Murder on Magic Shadows with Elwy Yost. Not sure how old I was but I know I was definitely speaking. Grace Kelly was my Hollywood love before the waif (godblessher) and still stands as a model of perfection that can only be parallelled and never surpassed. When I think of Grace I weep for all the sad sacks in Hollywood these days. She made it truly glamorous. Actually, I think I will just write a separate entry for Princess Grace. yeh yeh Ava's okay, whatever. As if you could put the two beside each other. Stupid fuckin question.

25) With total disregard for whether it would ever actually be considered, even in this age of movie recycling, what film exists that you feel might actually warrant a sequel, or would produce a sequel you’d actually be interested in seeing?

Thelma & Louise: Escape to the Afterlife!
*recovers from laughing fit* k, hold on...
Dead Alive?
hard question...

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

bananas

The spear of destiny appears on my friend's television. I do not flinch. The cursor disappears to an entirely different field on my screen. I am prepared. The dog chews his slimy rawhide and drops it in my lap. Gross, but no issue.
The mice run across the kitchen floor, the tool shed (with the chainsaws) belches dust and filth, the messenger blinks inanely with distant news of migraines and fine dining. The sky streaks itself pinkish, like a week old gash healing nicely. The coffee drips slowly and prepares to start my day.

I am missing something important, but I won't tell you what it is. Many other things fail to affect me because of this, yet I am optimistic. I have been up too long. I am lethargic and pedantic. I should make it an early night. Tomorrow will be a busy day. A busy day makes a happy Jay. A happy Jay has things to say.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Bongiorno, Avespa!

Mr. Root came over to watch some Izzard the other day. We sat in the doorway while I smoked, for it is not good to smoke in the house. I passed through this same portal I speak of a dozen times that day. Once there was a honkin' big damned flying, stinging insect. I killed the insect and wondered where it came from. Whatever.
Yesterday I opened the door to find out precisely why there have been three wasps in my house in the last week. There is, as some of you psychic types already realized, a paper nest half the size of my fist hanging in my door frame for the world to see and recoil in horror at.
A freakin' Nest in construction! I can hear you all gasping and thinking 'what would I do if it happened to me?' Sit back and I will tell you what I did. First, I thought, I needed a ranged weapon. If any of you have ever gone into hand to hand combat with a wasp (especially a large one) you realize the odds are against you. It's not the sting of course, but the fact that they have six arms. Let me do the math for you: it means you are outgunned three to one just for starting.
I reasoned that if there is poison in the little bugger's tip, then I should retaliate with poison and feel no moral quandary with it. Weapon of Choice (not Christopher Walken) Windex. Yup, cuz it has a significant amount of ammonia in it and ammonia kills well over 99.9% of known lifeforms. Further, one shot in mist form and a flying thing of 3 grams or less will simply drop to the floor and be confused for a moment.
Can't you just see the vicious winged terror getting to (all six of) its knees and pondering: "well I was flying a moment ago..." Yes, that evens the odds plenty I'd say.
It was windex that also comprised the main assault on the wasp outpost, a branch office of Stinging Buggers Inc. Perhaps one day I will find the head office and take my consumer complaints right to them, but likely not. No really, I don't care if you're a wasp, I really don't. Just don't build your house onto mine. Just don't fly in like you own the place. Like the Jehovah's Witnesses have been known to do. Come to think of it, a lot of Them are wasps too, eh?
My longest standing friend Lara Thornton once brought a paper wasp nest to school for show and tell. It was so cool! A little frightening too, though. The nest was about.... two feet tall? Yup.
More on this later... Rehearsal now.

To all of you I haven't been in personal contact with lately, forgive me, it has been a long and hard working week. There have been very early mornings (for me) and extended days (also for me). There has certainly been some fun along the way (all for Me!) (k, mostly for me). Look for Bongiorno, Avespa! part 2.
(the title is Italian for Good Morning, Wasp!, in case you didn't have that figured).

Twelfth Nighty...

I don't know for sure. I haven't looked at the schedule. Stop asking for god's sake! I will post it all here.

Tonight, Thursday, the inimitable Srah (Not a typo) Gartshore will be directing. Satyrdae (Saturday), Ulrich will be directing. Wednesday, next week, Tova will return and we will all be off-book. That is what I know for sure right now. When do we present? See beginning of post for that answer.

Ulrich, I would also like to mention will be the third reference for trying to get into the MA program here. Keep yer fingies X'd 4 J. I am tired and just rambling about miscellaneous shit right now. Sorry. World Cup in slightly more than a week.

WORLD CUP!!!!! Catch the fever, oh you who pledge allegiance to the AJE! Feel the excitement O masters and mistresses of your own destiny! Pump up the jam, you super-freaks!

Moving...

Just really quickly, here's a great idea: When moving, let Jason take charge of everything. You will have enough on your mind anyhow. IN fact, you will still be required to put some serious thought into things. Will this be thrown out? Why not? etc...

Yes, the Jay will streamline your operations and smooth over interpersonal infractions when it comes down to it. These things are beyond your control, so why not put them beyond your worry by appointing the caring Jay to adress the issues?
Don't forget to have a good supply of hot dogs and mustard, with a little pepsi or juice ready too!

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Stolen from Ms. LeBlanc

Face it, you all love a dash of plagiarism here and there. "Steal this hook," as it were, because "Oh look! He's using My work!" (^_^)

Autobiography in Five Short Chapters
by Portia Nelson
Heavily Modified by Jason Simac

I. I walk down the street.
There's a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost.....I am helpless; it isn't my fault.
It would take forever to find a way out, I force the issue expensively.

II. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I dodge it. They push me in and say "well that's life, son."
I can't believe I am in the same place;
but it isn't my fault.
I harness my sense of rage and frustration and find a Better way out, though it takes a while.

III. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there. There is the slightest statistical chance I Let them push me in, but this time by God they are coming with me.
My eyes are open. They are trembling. Inside the deep hole where I know there are no witnesses, I see to it that they will never mess with deep holes or other people again.
I know where I am, and ironically people think I have no negative side, yet:
It is my fault.
I get out immediately, but wipe the blood from my lips first.

IV. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
Some poor creature got shoved into it, I try to help them out, but often can't because they cannot see me.

V. I walk down a different street. I am very wary of new holes.

Next Week!

My first post on Blogger was May 30, Last Year. Can you see where this is going? I am about to celebrate my first year of Blog!

Blooooooooooooog! BlahhhhhhhhhhG! blahg blahg blahg! Bliggity Blaggity BLOOOG! and some of you, I should point out, have been reading this crap for a year now! blawwwwwwww -gue!

S'right, you love it, don't ya? S'a right interactive blog digitally mediated form blog of communication, demo-blog-cratic in nature and open to blog anyone with a compy 286 blog at their disposal. S'gonna revolutionize the way we hear those four little letters: B-L-O-G! BlOg! makes it happen, Blog! writing together.

Try reading this blog aloud and you will find that if you say "Blog" quite enough it seems to sound strange, unnatural, alien in fact, and kinda rather somewhat meaningless. I experience the same phenomenon with other words sometimes. try saying "boing" all day long and see where it gets ya.

You may miss everything in between, but Tune In Next Week! for the very special first annual, perennial favourite; The Anniversarial Simacian Blog - Command Performance for her majesty Princess Steph. It's 48 hours of Blogging mayhem, Mayhem, MAYHEM!!! See the amazing car crushing, flame breathing entry Blogzilla as it chews its way through paragraph after paragraph, Stare in awe as Big Daddy Don Bodean's Monsterblog Blogula brilliantly blogulates the audience.

I reckon I'm getting a little too excited. Do not call me Big Daddy Don Bodean. Please. Well, I suppose Some of you can. (As well you know). The rest of you shouldn't.

See ya next week?

Minor disappointment

Because every day should have one, here I go:

No email? None? Empty G-mail box. Empty Groupwise. Even the advertisers have failed to offer me something to make me more manly, more healthy, a better mortgage or what have you in my hotmail inbox.

*sigh* I feel so unloved.

A note of thanks

It is a long held belief for me that my greater successes are never mine alone. The end of this degree is therefore a testament to not only my own perseverance, but the ongoing support of others. Let me acknowledge you all, without whom I could not have done this.

Obviously I am going to start with my parents, who were instrumental in my continuing education. Had they not been just as interested in me getting along in life (and perhaps More so) I would not be where I am today. In Sudbury. Wondering if a bus will come along... Hahhh, kidding!

Of course no man is an island and I would surely be locked away in Algoma at this very moment without the constant understanding and companionship of specific friends. Jenny Hazelton and Andrew Root, you are a big part of my success. Thank you.
Virginia MacFarland, Peter Hewitt and Sandra McMillan (the first friend I made in Sudbury); you have also been cornerstones in my empire and I thank you.

I would like to mention Ami Lowe, without whom I would never have even come to Sudbury. In all odds, I likely wouldn't have ventured onstage if it weren't for Ami either so Thank you, Ami.

Once in a while you meet a person that changes the way you look at the world, or is it that they change the world itself? The whole point of life is to seek these people out and honour their influence. Thank you, Louise Chauvin/Kowalski/Boyd/Currie! Should I get on that tramp-steamer headed for Jakarta, Madagascar, Malawi, the Tasmans, Ankara, Crimea, Kilimanjaro with stops in Ipanema, Tierra del Fuego, Cape Good Hope, Amundsen Station, Champs-elysees, okefinokee, Babylon! and connections to Oceania, Singapore, The Hague, Sugarloaf, Russia, Orange County(s), Azteca stadium, North Pole, St. Andrews, etc., etc... *Ed,: You will have some cool postcards*

There are more people to thank of course. It is early morning and I am not going to go on at length right now. It is a good day. Clear weather. I am going to try and be productive...

-right after this coffee...

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

I've been having trouble with snappy titles lately

Back on track, gotta get back
Clickety Clack get back on track
Snikket Snak get back get back
Clickety get on clackity track
back- backity track get
Snik snak lack
ov track a-back on track (baktrak!)
tricky to get on clackity track
it's a trick to click
snip snap the trap to clack
no lack of track so snap get back
on the clickety clack, Jack!

Monday, May 22, 2006

...

I think I am losing my mind...

at least partially.

I was going to leave it at that, but I will venture that many who read this can in some degree relate. That's Probably the reason why I bothered to make such a statement. It does seem easier when you Know that you are not alone. Share the hardship I suppose.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Winning really isn't everything...

If you read the previous entry, you may be shocked to see that I am not touting my team, the winningest team in World Cup history, for the trophy this year. That's right, it would be nice, but a feeling in my bones says not this time. Besides, if they win too much it will just get boring, won't it?
There are other countries that I would have no problem taking the cup this year. This short piece is about them.
Spain is a team that has been quite strong for a long time now, and every cup I think they might pull it off.. maybe, maybe. Hasn't happened yet, but I like them and part of me wants to see it happen for them.
Portugal I feel the same as I do for Spain. They seem to be slightly less the team than Spain overall, but I like 'em!
Korea gets a good mention cuz they got heart (not 'have' heart), Not a Very well developed style, but they are fun to watch. Their essentially underdogginess in previous years garnered them much popular support.
Ukraine, I did mention, holds a particular emotional draw. Beyond that I'm sure my friend Tia would love to see them take the cup.
God this could take a while! I shall speed us along. The Czechs, Mexico, Côte d'Ivoire, Sweden, Paraguay, Ecuador and perhaps even Poland are all teams i am favourable to in varying degrees. I wouldn't mind seeing any of them stand supreme.
Clearly some of these are more likely than others. Korea, Ukraine (sorry Pip), Poland and likely Portugal are more remote chances for contention.
The Czechs, Mexico, Sweden and Spain seem much stronger to make it to the final duel. Some; Paraguay, Ecuador, Côte d'Ivoire I am not sure where to place them. They have potential, just as the Swiss, Netherlands and Croatians, - and Serbia Montenegro! Wow. These guys all have the potential...

How exciting!

The World Cup, or "C" = death!

I wrote this for someone dear who wanted to watch the cup with me. Circumstance and distance intervenes on that front, but I can still talk Turkey! If not this cup, then the next one.

In a few short weeks this site will be overrun by footie. Anyone even vaguely close to me has heard it mentioned plenty now. The commercials are trickling through the television channels, but soon it will be a media flood. Why? Because simply put, the World Cup is the single largest international event. It is The tournament. It is The definitive competition of the World.
So here I am offering the reader my assessment of how the first round will go. For those who have no idea of the setup, there are eight groups of four teams, within the groups there are playdowns to see who will progress to the next round. Keep in mind this is informed guesswork. Some of it Should be wrong, if only for statistical purposes. Of course Vegas bookies and professional commentators screw up too, so no apologies. Here we go:

Group A: This consists of Germany, Costa Rica, Poland and Ecuador. I like this group and hesitate to call it quickly. Many will say that clearly Germany will go through. Well that wouldn't surprise anyone at all. I don't know about their keeper, Kahn. Apology to an anonymous friend who liked Kahn very much, but he's older now, I'd like to see new blood. It's not that I Dislike Kahn, he's a solid keeper, but frankly he wasn't Aaaaalllll that. Alright, I will concede Germany going through, but I am going to say they go with some losses. It's funny, some people call the German style boring. I suppose I can see why, but there is a mechanism to it, method. When the machine is tuned it can really shine, and I can appreciate that.
I honestly don't know who of the other three are going to progress because I didn't do my homework. I am thinking Ecuador, but have no basis. That makes things shorter eh? I was thinking that if I cannot be in Germany, then it would be good to be in Poland, where many of the world's most beautiful women will need some serious consoling in the event their team is out.
But! Poland may yet go through with Germany. I cannot speak for Costa Rica. It's Poland or Ecuador and I like them both. In fact if Germany were knocked out and Poland and Ecuador progressed that would be a thing!

Group B: This consists of England, Paraguay, Trinidad & Tobago and Sweden. Ah Hell, the hard stuff first! What I am thinking (and there is definite emotional bias here), is that Sweden will go through. I say this without knowing how they've been recently. The second position will be a struggle between England and Paraguay. Frankly I would like to see Paraguay go through, and god knows England has made some pre-emptive noise about players they cannot field. That is to say, their excuse for any losses is pre-established PR. That sounds vindictive, but I've met Real British soccer fans, crazed and kicked off the continent soccer fans. Of course South Korea is in this cup again and y'know what they say, Tommy, "it comes in threes..."
I think this will be a pretty close group, excepting Trinidad & Tobago. By all means if T&T can put the boots to any of these teams, kudos to them. I cannot think of any time I have seen that team play, so no idea what to expect.

Group C: I am thinking this is the Real group of Death. Argentina, Côte d'Ivoire, Serbia & Montenegro, Netherlands. History says that the first and last of these will make the next round. Of all the groups, it seems to me that there is more potential for upsets here than anywhere else. In the last decade I have developed a taste for African football. It isn't my favourite, but we all have to agree it is developing well, it is increasingly effective and it is fun to watch. I have no particular feelings about Argentina or Serbia & Montenegro either way. One is a giant, the other a potential giant slayer. All I ask is some interesting matches. I have a fondness for Netherlands and even more so for Côte d'Ivoire as they are new-ish and kind of underdog-ish. I am sure this group will provide some serious excitement and hopefully some interesting surprises.

Group D: Mexico, Iran, Angola, Portugal. Iran, eh? I am glad that the Yanks aren't in the same group. Sorry, Iran, you seem like the valiant effort, but ultimately feckless character. If I am wrong I will literally print this sentence and eat it. Further if I am wrong, then good on ya and congratulations. But it won't happen. Who shall take a commanding run through this group? mmmmmMexico! That's right. I like Mexico. I am pulling for them straight off, told you this was biased! They have some of the world's top footballers at the moment, they are in good form, they are plain cool.
Portugal I also like and I expect them to come through second. Now Angola may or may not be a contender and it's good either way. It sucks to watch no-challenge soccer. Every fan wants to think "their team" really earned their progression, so having stated I prefer Portugal and Mexico, good luck to you Angola, I am eager to see what you will make of yourselves.

Group E: Italy (Eeeeeeeeta-lee), Ghana, USA and Czech Republic. I had heard that Italy was actually crying that once again, they are caught in the group of death, though I haven't verified the report. Eh! Relaxxi! I foresee Italy going through, even if it isn't smooth as glass. A single loss in the opening round seems to shake each of my friends who are rooting for Italy. A thought on Italian style: Get out there, score, lock down the field with ironclad defense. Yes, it can be right fuckin' boring at times, watching the Azzuri. On the other hand, it is a thing to see when a team is under fire, to be able to defend wave after wave of furious onslaught. I am thinking of a specific game I watched with the Italians once, where they were getting from all sides and only let one goal in. Other teams would have been scored on four or five times. Impressive.
Ghana. Hi Ghana! How've you been? K, well there's refreshments here and dinner will be on shortly, go ahead and mingle.
I expect the Czech Republic to go through to the following round. In fact, I expect them to go through more definitively than Italy. Given their rank, their history, their secret weather control machine to be used for world domination... The Czechs are always fun to watch, and I like them. It's not Extra-special like or anything, but you have to appreciate high talent.
I am counting on America to introduce the element of surprise here. Didja get that America? I am counting on you for something. If you don't deliver that's fine, but if you do deliver please fail to think I owe you anything. I believe it's possible, it's certainly happened before and so a bit of mix up could certainly provide a modicum of thrill and pleasure from the Yanks.

Group F: "F" for "Favourite" ya think? Damn straight, because this group has the team I think of as "my team." Hey, mock me if you will, but remember that a lot of you are Toronto Maple Leafs fans... (buuurrrrrrrrn). Brazil. Croatia. Australia and Japan. I always acknowledge the chance of an upset, which is exactly what it will be called if Australia or Japan (or Both!) go to the second round. I like Japan, I have nothing at all against Aus, but we all know...
Brazil. This is my team. I would love to share them with you, by all means may Brazil be Your team. I have been a fan of Brazil for a long time. Longer than some of you have been alive in fact. For those of you who are familiar with the epithet of "The Beautiful Game" which is now applied to soccer in all it's glorious manifestations; it came from the development of a Brazilian style of play. Remember? I spoke about German and Italian styles? In the 70s a dutch guy created a style called "total footbal." The Brazilian style of "The Beautiful Game" emphasizes skill, flair and panache in play. It makes art of the game. When watching the Beautiful Game you see the Love of the Game more clearly than anywhere else. Brazil!
There is another side here. Yes, Brazil Should have had the cup in France, let's not raise the dead again. What I want to express is that the attitude and feeling behind this team is more important to me than being the best in the world. I would indeed be stunned and sad if they did not progress. That said, I expect them to, though I would bet they do Not win the cup. Perhaps I am not a good fan, but I am perfectly okay with a number of other teams taking the cup this year. (It would be nice if they had to fight Brazil for it).
Croatia is an unusual nation for this tournament. When they are "On" they are unstoppable and can go toe to toe with Anyone. Anyone, even with My team. The problem is the difficulty in determining when they will go Off. They can power along and very suddenly they will lose steam and that very fast. Nonetheless, when they are On they give some of the most watchable plays around. I like the team because of this. They have heart and I wish them well.

Group G: France, Switzerland, Korea Republic and Togo. Many of you will be pointing out that it should be South Korea... gotcha. Um, France is a threat that I don't care for. What can I tell you? I don't hate them, though Bartez certainly looks suspiciously like Moby, I just don't have anything For them. Nope, I like the Swiss and the Koreans. I would like to see those two go through. Togo, I know nothing of you. I am ignorant, but I do like surprises.

Group H: Spain, Ukraine, Tunisia, Saudi Arabia. I expect Spain to progress as they usually do. I like Spain a fair bit actually. Saudi is likely in my mind to get nowhere. Fast. Weren't they the ones that got hammered 10-0 in a recent cup? Not sure, Harsh. So Ukraine and Tunisia. Well I have already said that I like the African nations generally, but this time I have an emotional investment. Ukraine, according to my sources has performed admirably leading up to this competition. Spain, Ukraine - right Pip?

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Antonio, not Inigo

Well, I will be taking the role of Antonio NoLastName, in the play Twelfth Night as may have been mentioned. I keep wondering how to present this character, but no matter what I explore it always degrades to "is it... hot in here?.. perhaps I should take my shirt off..." and this never lasts too long because in no time I am standing with a sword drawn saying "My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die."

For those of you who were fooled alongside me, the subtitle of the play is Not "The Orgy."

Actually, I have to go run lines right now. Yes, immdediately. More on Antonio, my alter ego soonish.

I got a phone call today

And it made me very happy.

Now I just need a call from work

and one from school...

Allllllll goooood karma sent my way will be returned tenfold. Or threefold. depends on your belief system. It must be the God of diminishing returns.

Dogs are Stupid

I apologize to those of you who have dogs. I will readily admit that they consistently show signs of intelligent behaviour, except for those dogs that in fact, Don't.

The concern I am writing about today is automotive in nature, of course. It seems that when engines leak coolant dogs have a thought process which approximates (depending on the translator) the phrase "Mmmm! Candy! Lucky me!" Likka likka likka, Dead Dog.

I am told they think it's sweet. Now: for stupid reasons that require no explanation I Have tasted the stuff, and it's gross. There is an aspect of its taste that says "Not Naturally Occurring," and it is because of this that the title is dogs are stupid.

Now people it might not be Your dog, but the neighbour's dog or what have you. Simple additives on the ground like Cayenne pepper or salt would likely drive the dog away. So if you are aware of leaking fluids from the car please do something about it because in half an hour a dog can go from full throttle to dead.

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This part has nothing to do with dogs. It is dedicated to the woman behind me who looks about 45 or so and apparently in this time has never learned to Stop Snorking and Blow Yer Damn Nose! It is more annoying than non-sequiturs.

Better. I feel better.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

*sigh*

it's just one thing after another, eh?

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Vitriol and Stale.

Yes. I wanted to start on a positive note like that; "yes." Why? because that last blog was soooo intensely caustic.

Now I make no apologies for being caustic. Those of you who really know me, know that I will occasionally be like that just to maintain balance. What I DO apologize for is giving no forewarning and sticking it unconnected in another blog.

Cheap Shot. Only Ayana needed to see that and instead you all receive a stream of invective flowing like the river Styx. Sorry. Sorry 'bout that.

That shit gets stale fast, but so does Overapology. Speaking of Stale! I sent mail to someone very important a few days ago, and got a message today saying the daemon couldn't deliver it!

I re-sent it inside another, longer mail. I hope this makes amends. I hope this keeps things even keel. What do you think? Would you be appeased? I hope the old note is not "stale" and unwanted at this point.

Monday, May 01, 2006

Other People's Blogs

Right you crazy freaks, I am offering a word in explanation. Yes you are all dear to me and yes I read your blogs. Ironically, a whole Load of you are requesting this of me at a time when there are a few critical little things to take care of. I assure you, I am getting to your lovely words.

You will notice yet another link in my sidebar. As mentioned I have not had time to read it yet, but Ms. Leblanc was going to set fire to my house if I hadn't put it in. As usual, the opinions expressed do not necessarily reflect the blah blah bl-you know this spiel...

For those of you who Did go to Mr. Tihor's site and found little there, go back again later I urge you. Then if there is still little there we can prod and taunt him until he writes for us. Honestly, I would not still think of this fellow as a brother if he didn't have Some entertainment value. ;) Hehehhh

Ohhhh! Gaaaawd! I accidentally deleted three legit comments from cool users, to remove one comment from AyanaDiana41 or somesuch.
Let Me Tell Ya 'Bout AyanaDiana, the fuckin' cunt... Who the HELL she thinks she is coming round to advertise here I have no concept of, But Ayana - you used up piece of fuckin' jet trash, you rash on my ass in the summer heat, Go Die. There was zero indication that we wanted your SPAM - YES it IS spam, too, regardless of what your Loser American Laws state.

SPAM! Your bullshit ads for bullshit consumerism can Kiss My Pearly Northern Ass, you sperm-burpin' gutter slut. Do Not come around here with your non-talkin' shadow of substance. I do not care if this is your job or what have you, you pigfucker. Stay away.

Needless to say that this goes for anyone attempting this shit.
That is it for now, but possibly more after a quick cuppa...

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Five Years

I said I would I would relent on the school stuff for a while, returning only to offer you up the news of my final marks. Well I lied. I lied right to you. This is about school.

I have done the math and it appears that I have now clinched the requisite 60% for Cost(Rlst)2246.
"Oh good for you Jay," you are saying, but you fail to realize the deeper implication.

This is the final credit of the final year of the total degree: which is to it is all I need to finalize getting my degree: which is to say (having the credit now) I Have My Degree!

Six years ago, Nobody would have guessed that this would happen. Four years ago, same deal. Now I am a graduate. I Have Graduated!!!!!!! Many people here don't seem too surprised and to those I say thanks. Thanks for the encouragement and believing in me. You would not have been so confident if you knew me back in the hammer

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Sister city to Teh Sudbury and FlipperBabyOpolis

For those of you who were around back in the times when I also ran a coloumn called "Verified" and another little circus known as "Pot o' Gold Theatre" you may well remember FlipperBabyOpolis. It is a semi-fictional place, much like Teh Sudburia.

I am happy to announce that the great di-tropolis-es, (DiTropoli?) have a New sister city out in British Columbia. It is ElastiZombieOpolis (capitals used for aid in pronunciation). The mayor of this town is none other than my long lost friend who tolerates me though I never get in touch with him. Chris Tihor, I apologize.

I urge the denizens of Simacia to take a short trip via the electrical umbilicus to British Columbia and check out My very longstanding and esteemed colleague's blog. It is listed in the side bar under "Chris Tihor." Go! Now!

The evolution of the J-net...

At long last! After a couple Days of waiting, I have beta-privileges for Google's PageCreator endeavour. Very soon, o my loyal flock, you will be able to see all sorts of things at my new webpage: http://image723.googlepages.com

Yes, visitors will quickly and astutely surmise that it is in fact intended to display photo work that I have done. Inasfar as that I would like to remind Everybody that I run by a specific code when dealing with images of you. (Ones that I have taken at any rate).

I Will ask your permission to post any picture I have taken with you, if it was I that originally solicited the photo. If you came to me about it, Before this post, I will certainly return to you for permission again. If you come to me for pics Åfter this post, then this discussion will be part of the original agreement. I hate to sound businesslike, but there it is.

It's all in construction right now anyhow, but soon there should be some cool stuff to see...

Free yourself and your funk will follow

Doing what comes naturally. Eliminate the noise and receive the message.
Inhale. Kill. Exhale.
Drink coffee until your fingers are so nervous and tip-tappety 'pon teh table top tat tey type two transcripts!
Talk on the phone while using MSN to send a friend some pics and consider the level boss in the video game in front of you.

Sometime in the next 24 hours there will be a magical transformation taking place. Like a butterfly, I will become something excellent to behold. I shall become Responsible.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

For you, in your absence

While you are far away, I am thinking of you in all I do. I hope your weekend is going great. I miss you so much...

Come back soon...

Remember Remember the 5th of November

I want to make a quick note about Guy Fawkes, for he may be relevant to some of you. In Britain as in most modern countries, there is a fireworks day. The Brits don't call it fireworks day, Britain day, Independance day, or any of this, oh no!

You see, some time back a fellow named Guy Fawkes smuggled several (many) tons of explosives into the basement of the British Parliament and planned to blast 'em all to Kingdom Come. He was discovered the day before he carried out this act.

Now when the brits do pyrotechnics it is on Guy Fawkes Day. Kudos to you Britain. And as for the spin and shit that American interests are going to look to put on a story like this: Shame, shame on you, you vicious twerps.

Now. I am told that the film "V for Vendetta" was banned in the United States! I cannot confirm this. I wouldn't be surprised. I have read a number of right wing rants about the film: "oh leftist claptrap, blah blah blah." To those I say this - you fascist idiots! You sooooo missed the point and there is just no fucking helping you. Fascists. Wake up and smell the coffee, the writing is on the wall, you're blind and ignorant. ahhh t'hell with ya, You deserve what you get.

Now go see the film V for Vendetta and remember, remeber the fifth of November!

We have ignition...

I am on fire! Let us pray that I may shine twice as bright as the other stars (and subsequently burn for only half as long).

Those of you who have been keeping track of the lowley (lovely) Jason via this electrical umbilicus will realize I have been on about school lately. A Lot! I have been telling the world that it is over come Tuesday, when my last exam is written.

Let me expand a little. If all goes well, I will have an honours degree in Communications, i.e. B.Cost. (Hon). Damn straight. But is it Really the end? O hearts of the faithful be still, there is more to come. I will be applying for a Master's degree soon enough. I think I shall be here in Sudbury for a while...

So I promise this as far as blogging school: only two more until September and of course this is going to be one of them. Hang tight, o legions of the dedicated:

5) Rewrite myth one. It is in fact written and complete, just needs a bit of polish and conditioner.

4) Write the essay based on the film "The Doctor."

3) Conceive of and write a second myth illustrating the pre-hellenic nature of one of the greek Goddesses. ;) I am thinking of something where a pre-hellenic Zeus gets his psychopathic rapist ass kicked about the Aegean...

2) Revision for the exam on Tuesday. I consider revision and exam one entity to be honest. Perhaps this is why exams seem to take more out of me than many of my friends. That would be ironic, considering what a slack-pants I am most of the time.

1) Read and review "The Wounded Storyteller." *sigh*

There it is, o my souls of allegiance. I wish to thank you all again, any of you who read this. The next blog to mention school will be an update with marks... Please will you keep your fingies X'd 4 Me?

Monday, April 03, 2006

Haiku for a stranger's underwear

Bending to sit down
One seat ahead, one seat left
sheer black thong panties



truth be told, the previous post caused me to think too much and I needed backlash

Nietzsche, Niceness, Niches & Nihilism for Novices

By the time Nietzsche was becoming a force in the western intellectual arena, there were some changes of attitude pervading society which gave him options of expression that many of his predecessors lacked. Certainly, before the industrial revolution – that is to say, before science showing itself to be the major force of change and
incredibly useful, it was plenty harder for anyone to criticize the church in any way. Not that such critique didn't happen, but retaliation was swift and effective.

Nonetheless, Nietzsche did make remarkable leaps and recognized key factors in the currents of history and society. It is as though a gigantic 3-d stereo noise image were stood in front of western thought, but instead of a picture of a schooner (sailboat), the image had the word “Change” across it. Nietzsche's piercing intellect and aptitude for pattern recognition let him see the underlying issue while the rest of the West simply marvelled at such an extreme example of pointillism1. Nietzsche set to work on this issue with an unflagging intensity
and keenness. One of the products of his work was a full and sharp rebuke of the dominant religious thought of Nietzsche's setting; Christianity.

It is this aspect of Nietzsche that invariably garners the most attention, the
most respect and the most resentment. It is the concepts that fuelled this riposte against the Christian world's model that this paper considers.

Nietzsche was concerned with a psychological concept he called “ressentiment.” It is a psychological manifestation that can be most basically equated with resentment and the spirit of revenge. Ressentiment predates Christianity. It manifests as a reaction to the unfairness and unpleasantness people find as a condition of
the world they live in. It is the history of civilization to have ruling classes and slave classes. The slave classes are the breeding ground and nursery of ressentiment, for it is they (the vast majority) who have the most to be unhappy about. To Nietzsche, ressentiment is lowly and loathsome.

Before looking any further at ressentiment, it is appropriate to consider what Nietzsche thought of Jesus. It is crucial to note that Nietzsche did not consider Jesus to be literally the offspring off an omnipotent, omniscient being. In fact, Nietzsche didn't really give any credence to the notion of such a god, saying “In a formula: Deus, qualum Paulus creavit, dei negatio.”2

Jesus, though mortal, did achieve a kind of transcendence in Nietzsche's figuring. Jesus was capable of thinking outside his paradigm. Further, Jesus completely overcame the innate sense of ressentiment that has plagued humanity for millennia. This separates Jesus from all others in the Christian tradition, indeed from all
others in western history entirely.

Now, Nietzsche asserts that although Jesus overcame this ressentiment, in so doing he had made an extraordinary leap that his followers were not only incapable of achieving, but even of understanding. Herein lies the separation of Christ himself and the religion practiced in his name. Although Nietzsche cites the gospels of Matthew and Mark4 as well, it is primarily Paul against whom he levels his indignance. The philosopher Robert Anton Wilson has described the religion as being “hijacked” immediately after the death of Christ. Nietzsche would readily agree, accusing Paul of appropriating Jesus' credibility to further his own devices which are steered primarily by Paul's ressentiment.

Nietzsche strongly asserts that many things written about Jesus and his teachings by the apostles were corruptions of what Jesus was truly about. It was the nature of such misrepresentation that powered the popularity of Christianity, because it appealed to the slave mentality, filled with ressentiment, which so many could readily identify with. Christianity, as Paul built it up, sought to equalize conditions for the enslaved and developed many tools to do so.

Reconsider for a moment Nietzsche's famous statement “God is dead.” As previously stated, Nietzsche did not really believe in God as conceptualized in Christianity. For clarification, consider that “Nietzsche has in mind a number of things. One is the demise of belief-systems featuring something like the 'God-hypothesis,'
and of modes of interpretation and evaluation that turn out to be unable to stand on their own in the absence of such beliefs.”5 In short, his references to God are much a metaphor to Paul's constructs, which are considered lies by Nietzsche's understanding.

Removing these constructs would leave two millennia of western culture without a frame of reference, essentially without a moral compass; for it is God that stands as an absolute. It is the absolute of God that defines truth. Without this anchor, there is interpreted to be a vacuum and nature abhors a vacuum, even human nature.
What is to replace this void, then? Nietzsche works with the concept of “Perspectivism.”

This concept suggests that there are greater truths and lesser truths, both of which can be argued for the same notion. The value of truth is relative however, not absolute, and must be determined by the angle from which one views the issue
at hand, i.e. what their perspective is.

A decent metaphor can be made from international fi nance: Think of the
Christian God as the gold standard after World War Two, against which currencies had pegged rates. In 1973, the world converted to a sort of fi nancial perspectivism and left the gold standard, allowing rates to become fluid according to where you were spending your currency.

Nietzsche put much stock in science. Perhaps mostly because of its approach to understanding things; scientific method represents to Nietzsche a more valid way of considering the world. One can infer from his writing that science integrates well with Nietzsche's concept of perspectivism, for it seems to capture the greatest
amount of truth that can be garnered from the greatest number of vantage points or perspectives. He seems to dismiss the efforts of any philosopher or philosophy that either rejects or even fails to take into proper account,the contribution of science.

It is so commonly known, that it is nearly redundant6 to explain that Christianity has actively stood against science for aeons. Here again is a major problem for Nietzsche; the active suppression of any other way of looking at an issue except their own. Rigid and inflexible, the church is not only myopic and inferior to the nearly pan-optic eyes of science, but outright detrimental - a threat to society!

A common topic of science, when discussing Nietzsche, is Darwin. Clearly, Darwin's theory of evolution is in direct conflict with Christian ideas of creationism. There is more that makes Darwin enticing at this juncture, however. Evolution is commonly seen as relating to, or illustrating elements of Nietzsche's notion of will to
power.

Many misinterpret the will to power as a sensibility to go out and club the tar out of anybody who stands in one's way - claw your way to the top and remain king of the hill for as long as possible. Evolution presents us with a better measure of will to power. In evolution, survival is of the fittest. This
does not necessarily mean the fastest, highest and strongest, though admirable traits they are. Instead, evolution considers survival to be a function of the best adaptations to one's world. Those animals which best exploit their
environmental niches are the ones who, barring unforeseen circumstance, will outstrip all others. Will to power might be conceived of as the active adaptation and exploitation of the niches one finds themselves in. It is that drive that motivates our continuance through constant transformation. Such alignment with an obviously heretical idea pits Nietzsche again against the church.

There is a synergy at work between the aforementioned concepts of ressentiment, who Jesus was and what Christianity became, the death of God, perspectivism, science and the will to power. There is no meritable way of abridging the relationships of these concepts more than Nietzsche himself has done, therefore a brief assessment
of these considerations is called for.

In these considerations there is plenty to both fault and acclaim Nietzsche for. It may be a matter of interpretation and therefore entirely arguable, but his faults seem to stand out as more obvious. It is to some cons of his presentation, then, that attention will first be diverted.

Nietzsche likes to assert that he speaks with a sort of deferential objectivity. He stresses several times that his words have no “moralic acid” or “moral poison” - it's nothing personal, just the facts. But: one would be blind not to notice there are passages in The Antichrist where his sheer vehemence, even vitriol says otherwise. The principle of charity, as defined in the art of argumentation if not Christianity, could be well exercised on certain passages of Nietzsche's work.

Another concern that Nietzsche cannot address came after his death. Will to power, as identified with biological and Darwinian thought, leaves no room for the Christian idea of pity. It stands horrified by the notion of pity. Nietzsche was sure this (pity) was a most unnatural state. Ironically, field study shows that pity is a behaviour commonly exhibited by animals, (symbols of an unadulterated will to power), in the form of altruism, or leastwise pseudo-altruism. The term is applied within specific parameters in biology, but indicates more or less exactly what one should expect. This is a wonderful marriage of science and religion which adds a new layer of complexity to ontology/theology.

Strike three has to do with the relation of the slave classes, wherein Christianity flourished at its start and the ruling class (Romans) who represent will to power, lack of pity, science and the other things Nietzsche doesn't like about Christianity. Here he fails on a few fronts.

Firstly, Nietzsche states how quickly the Roman Empire is overrun by Christian mentality. This great, noble empire is simply swept aside by a flood of Paul's followers. One must disagree with such an interpretation. It was the blood of emperors that took the thrones, not the lineage of slaves. The science, technology, sociology and art of the empire represent a huge part of our culture today. It would be fair to say that the Romans assimilated Christianity to a large extent.

In as far as that, Christianity can be said to have assimilated Rome, too. In times to come, the church engaged in many acts of conquest under the guidance of its original dogma. The Christians may not have made it to the emperor's throne, but they did like the idea enough to invent their own throne, (the papacy). The more
one looks, the more one finds ways that Rome and Christianity learned from one another.

Truly when one gazes into the abyss, the abyss gazes back.

Nietzsche also fails to recognize that the success of this new church, this new way of thinking could be interpreted as a particularly forceful will to power. This may be because Nietzsche thinks of will to power as a trait of individuals, but it is unlikely. Such a lack of vision would be uncharacteristic of him.

All this in mind, one must still acknowledge the things Nietzsche did right. It wasn't for nothing that he was considered to be possibly the greatest thinker of the 19th century.* In balance to what has just been stated, one should take appreciation of what follows hereon...

It seems that many sources like to cite as a positive Nietzsche's lively, engaging and often humourous style. This surely should be granted: he is sparkling in how he lays out his ideas. Glitter is not a criteria with which one can support an argument however; consider these more substantial positive attributes...

His identification of ressentiment is a true and accurate description of the human condition. Nothing for humanity to be proud of, naturally, it is something we must all acknowledge. Christianity wrestles with this negative psychological phenomena as much as any atheist. In response, many Christians deny or ignore the accusation
of ressentiment, but it is a deception as much to themselves as to the world.

Another form of deception occurs through obfuscation and the suppression of knowledge, most glaringly illustrated in Christianity's refusal to acknowledge or somehow incorporate science throughout its history. Whether intended or not, the effect of not recognizing science is an implication of desire to control the masses,
maintain the status quo, enforce mediocrity and bring about what Robert Wilson called “a revolution of lowered expectations.”

Nietzsche also identifies the psychological craving for that personal immortality afforded by the Christian hereafter, wherein one is never forgotten and always accounted for by some beneficent being. In short, we want to be somehow special in existence. He accounts this as sentimentality and therefor weakness of will. Most
would readily agree that there is a definite comfort afforded by such an immortality. Yet desire - wishing for it - doesn't make it so. The concept is backed only by its presupposition. As previously stated, Nietzsche's lack of (argumentative) charity leads him to call it (this immortality or special personal recognition) a lie. The term “lie” is something of an inaccuracy, for it is still one of a myriad possibilities - albeit immensely unlikely.

In closing, Nietzsche was a brilliant person, despite a lack of academic manners. His bluntness and ego is best tolerated by considering him as actually funny – as the old saying goes “laugh or cry.” The fact that so many people cannot laugh, however, (and at that, mostly Christians), denotes an undue insensitivity which challenges many of us to defeat our own Ressentiment. It does not seem that this method of challenge was intentional. (He might have considered the maxim “One catches more fl ies with honey than with vinegar.”)

Specific misses on Nietzsche's part are forgivable, as nobody yet in history has hit perfectly and unerringly on what is to come. His ability to assess history allowed him to extrapolate a mode of thought that would run through society at least to the present and likely through the next couple generations.

Possibly the most unfortunate thing about Nietzsche is the sheer propensity for humanity to misinterpret him. Nietzsche sensed an impending paradigm shift in the West. He was indeed working for it. He himself suggests it would take longer than his life to achieve. In his time, he was radical and tried to think outside his
cultural milieu. Since he could not outwit his own Ressentiment, it is overwhelmingly likely he couldn't think outside his historical box.

His success, then, lies in the fact that he thought at the extreme edge of what the paradigm of his time would allow. At the moment of his writing, his words – his concepts – were so advanced that they could only truly be appreciated by a few.

Today, due to a series of factors, we have a different cultural milieu which allows for different thought. Society at large is now in a position to receive and work with Nietzsche's concepts. Certainly Nietzsche would be proud, were he here now, to see that his influence has reverberated through the last hundred years of Western thought and to know that his echoes sound louder as time passes.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

The beginning of the end

I am now finished the first of four courses, this year. I am finished Acting for Camera with Bill Sanders. I am a little disappointed in the final performance I gave though.

I am strongly suggesting this course for anyone in Theatre Arts and in fact anyone with an open elective, topped by some acting experience...

By tomorrow, I shall have a two thousand word essay describing what Nietzsche had against Xianity and how effective his arguments are. What does he have against Xianity, you ask? Well first off...

"God is Dead." -Nietzsche

we all know the typical response of

"Nietzsche is Dead." -God

But I am very partial to
-ooooooohhhhhhh!!!!! I am done two courses!
check above for the end of the second one...

Monday, March 27, 2006

Schedule for three weeks

In fact most of it happens in the next week and two days. If none of you see me, fear not. I have survived the fires of Hell, I have fallen from mountains, I have had my heart pulled out of my body, bleeding, beating in the priestess' hand; yet my blood flows... Verily there is nothing that can prevent me!

This inspiring rhetoric was developed even before I had my coffee today. If you lack inspiration get in touch with me and I will hype you to face the end of the year. If you don't think it is the end of the year, consult TRC (Taxation and Revenue Canada), They'll set you straight.

1) Watch "Closer"
2) Write 1000 words on "Closer"
3) Read "The wounded storyteller"
4) Write 1000 words on "The wounded storyteller"
5) Write 1000 words on "the Four Agreements"
6) Write two more journals for Bill
7) Character sketch for Acting for Camera
8) Memorize the damn play for Stephanie, godblessherlittleheart, who gave me less than a damned week to pull this shit together...
9) Finish Greek Revision. This will wait because the exam is on the 18th, Aions away.
10) Finish the essay in Dr. Ward's class.
11) Write 1000 words about the essay in Dr. Ward's class

- herein I note to the reader that Dr. Ward is perfectly cool and alright with being called by his given name, Bruce. I use the more formal moniker with a sense of respect. He has delivered an interesting class that has broadened my conceptual framework. Very thought provoking. I suggest it to all of you.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

From which tree did I fall?

If you've known me for any amount of time at all, you have likely wondered this over and over, but were afraid it was too personal. Let me share with you this most intimate detail of my very private self! Shhh, don't tell anyone, though...

Jan 25 to Feb 03 - Cypress Tree

That's right! It's another pop personality quiz based on what would normally be completely inconsequential data. Does it fit you because the ancient mystics understood things we don't? Or, do we fit it because in this media dominated world it is simply easier to slip into a pre-fabricated mould?

Cypress Tree (Faithfulness) --
strong, muscular, adaptable, takes what life has to give but
doesn't necessarily like it, strives to be content, optimistic,
wants to be financially independent, wants love and affection,
hates loneliness, passionate lover which cannot be satisfied,
faithful, quick-tempered at times, can be unruly and careless,
loves to gain knowledge, needs to be needed.

Now remember: this is in line with Celtic astrology. Not Mayan or Roman Astrology, or the strange and eerie astrology of the ancient lizard cults of lost Indonesia whom practiced unspeakable rites in the name of Gods so alien that most human comprehension is inadequate for their discernment.

For the most part I am agreeing with this, though the adjectives strong and muscular are not as commonly (or honestly) applied to me as I would like.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Journal Ten

My iMac's like a ginsu
choppin' video like it's fugu
servin' it up like a big plate o' fi ne su–
shi, can't beat my technique
stylish and sleek – and Iʼm fast like a streak
cuz I'm a monster with a camera
like Gamera – or Godzilla
so will ya step into my frame
If you're an actor I can read ya
burn your image to my media
and if ya heed mah words
I might deliver instant fame
One and the same
like a Spielberg or Hitchcock
when the film's rollin'
then we ready to rock
your girl wants to be an actor?
Iʼd tear through her like a raptor
I took her salary an' capped her
wrapped her
up in celluloid
Was she annoyed?
at least she ain't unemployed
Starin' at my screen til my retinas bleed
I stay awake with an intravenous video feed
so I can nurture the seed of my vision
from Cinemax to television
I'm pruning clips like a bonsai
mixin' sound like a mai-tai
think you can match me?
-well you might try....

...! I can't think of any more...
(*_*) hehehehhhh...

Monday, March 13, 2006

addendum to cyberpunk...

After a comment on the original, I would like to add Proulx to the list. Further, for anyone who wishes to explore the list, there are a few items that should be listed as well:

First off is a good dose of anime. If you have never paid anime any mind start with Akira, and Ghost in the Shell. I shall list others soon enough.

Secondly is the band Coil. This band gained some notoriety for doing the sdtk to Hellraiser. I am going to suggest the album "How to destroy Angels" as the better bet. Coil was a happy coincidence that sprung from a suggestion by Magbarraig, tnx ;)

Other musical influi in music: Clock DVA - specifically the album "Buried Dreams," do not bother with the earlier product, "Advantage." Also check the band Add N to X - mmmmmmm! wholesome!

These were not on the first list because I was already aware of them. I needed content for today though.

Run!

Friday, March 10, 2006

from a book about words...

My current reading has a passage by Dragan Velikic. He is a Jugoslav writer that mentions his experience with Hungarian. The two languages are geographically proximate, but linguistically they are extremely far removed.

Now at some point in my life I have had instructional contact with English, French, German, Jugoslav and in an informal degree, Spanish and Finnish as well. The book I am reading is largely about intriguing words from other languages that don't have a direct translation into English.

Velikic relates this story, and because of similar experiences I have had, I found it charming and wanted to share it:

"I have a large collection of Hungarian words in my head, a collection that is both full and empty at the same time. Full, because I remember the words, I can repeat them, they exist, they exist even for me, as mine - a kind of souvenir of the past from a life I am only now starting anew.

Empty because I do not know what all these words mean. I remember the words the way one remembers one's own name... For instance: Pillango utca. I translated that name to myself as "Pillango Street," in other words, I did not translate it at all, convinced that it was a name, a street bearing somebody's name.

I walked through Budapest as if I had just arrived in Babylon where, by the grace of a god who had yet to become angry or disappointed, everything had a personal name, untranslatable, and thus immediately understandable.

Nothing about that feeling changed even when my friend explained to me smilingly that pillango means "butterfly." You are talking about the street of butterflies, she said, about Butterfly Street.

But the word pillango was ever after engraved in my mind as the name of a butterfly. There was a "Pillango butterfly" and it lived in Budapest."

The Czechs have a proverb that suggests (roughly) that you live a new life for every new language you speak. If you know only one language you only live once. If any of you paid attention to the 50 questions about yourself thing that appeared a short while back, you might remember that I wished I could be a musician. That is because it is another language as well.

Hope you liked the story...

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Thinking about Blogging

This one is for Angelo, who blogs as much as any person I know.

First off, If I didn't use Blogger, I would not have been the first kid on the block (to the best of my knowledge) to get Gmail. So Blogging builds cred, in a way. At least 'mongst technophiles. Not like you're special for it, but you're toeing the line as it were...

I Love Love Love that many blog sites, Including Google's (a little nod for all they have done for me)instantly Copyright my material when I hits the publish button.

Now let's not all jump Blogging's bones at once. I don't care much for those blogs that I end up in during surfing that are all mimsy kife: "I don't know what this is about, don't know what to write, blah blah..." Don't frikkin' write then. I don't care what you Do say, as long as you're saying something.

To these ends, I have deleted other blogs I ran. Those old blogs I ran also helped me understand something though. They didn't Belong in this format. They belong in another format and so now I have a better understanding of stylistic presentation. That makes me happy.

I am happy to surf about sites and find random blogs. Occasionally I learn something there. I enjoy some of the writing styles. I am happy to think that so many people find an outlet for expression. I am happy we all contribute together to the content of the grid, though I don't know how I feel about the possible extrapolations - like epic 2014. I am content to tackle it soon.

I think that I must ponder the further implications of this technology on society. Is that a decent start, Angelo? I think I will re-adress this soon, after a bit of ponderance.

Hey, I liked that. Right, if the rest of you missed it. This topic was by request. Send more any time.

(that means Liz Van Tassel, who will read this the moment it publishes! Pictures next time, girlie)

Everybody's Doin' It...

quickest personality test...

if J, results=
You are sexy, powerful, and bold.
You're full of passion and energy...
Sometimes this passion has a dark side.

You feel most alive when you're seducing someone.
You never fail to get someone's attention.
Quick minded, you're also quick to lose your temper!

Hahahahahahahahahhhhhhhh
Ahhhh hahaha hahahaha hahahahhhhhhhhh!
Hahh! haHaH! Hahhhhahaaahhhhhahhhhhhahhh

Cyberpunk...

Suggested media list that I wish to wade through in the next two or three years, for a backtground in "cyberpunk":

Movies:
The Big Sleep - Raymond Chandler 1939

Music:
Soon Over Babaluna - Holger Czukay - 1974
Low - David Bowie

Books:
Red Harvest - Dashiell Hammett - 1929
Last and First Man - Olaf Stapledon - 1937
Coming Attraction - Fritz Lieber - 1950
The Stars My Destination - Alfred Bester - 1956
Nova - Samuel Delany - 1968
Future Shock - Alvin Toffler - 1970
The Girl Who Was Plugged In - James Tiptree - 1973
Gravity's Rainbow - Thomas Pynchon - 1973
Shockwave Rider - John Brudder - 1975
Galaxies - Barry Malzberg - 1975
Plus - Joseph McElroy - 1976
Easy Travel to Other Planets - Ted Mooney - 1981
White Noise - Don DeLillo - 1985
The Soft Machine: Cybernetic Fiction - David Porash - 1985
Blood Music - Greg Bear - 1985
Mirrorshades - (anthology) - 1986
Post-Modern Scene, Excremental Culture & Hyperaesthetics - Kroker & Cook - 1986
You Bright and Risen Angels - William Vollman - 1987
Metrophage - Richard Kadrey - 1988
My Cousin My Gastroenterologist - Mark Leyner - 1990
Empire of the Senseless - Kathy Acker - 1988

Essays
La Société du Spectacle - Guy Debord - 1967
Simulations - Jean Baudrillard - 1983
Postmodern Condition - Jean Francois Lyotard - 1984
Postmodernism or the Cultural Logic of Late Capitalism - Frederick Jameson - 1984

when in doubt

Default to content generated by school work. The following is a list of terms I shall have to identify on my Greek Mythology exam and my explanations of them as far as I know right now:

"folkloric motif," Apollodorus, Muthos, Andrew Lang - a classicist of some influence, Triptolemus, Nostos/Nostoi, Phrynicus, Muses - daughters of deities thought to represent inspiration for the arts - Euterpe and Mnemosyne are two of them.

Arete, Cerberus - three headed monster dog who guards the entrance to Hades, Homeridae, Leto, Satyr play, Niobe, Koinonia, Great Dionysian Festival - wherein the god is celebrated but sooner or later torn to shreds by the Maenads (insane women who worship him).

Sir James Frazer - another classicist, Tholos/Tholoi, Gigantomachia, Ajax - a hero, Claude Levi Strauss - a classicist and popularizer of denim, Pandora - Zeus' way of giving women a bad name - he asked her to guard the box that held the sorrows of the world and she opened it up releasing these horrors to us.

Hellanicus of Lesbos - one would think I would remember Everything about Lesbos... ironic isn't it?, Polyphemus - the cyclops who imprisoned Odysseus' and his crew during the voyage home from Troy - a major part of the Odyssey.

Deus Ex Machina - literally "god out of a machine" it is a rather cheap way of getting a character out of a tight spot with the help of the supernatural - a device used in many myths.

"master of wild beasts" - I think has an overlap with the celtic Master of the hunt, "The Unseen One," "Bouleia," "Polymetis" - a person I am certain but cannot remember more.

Heinrich Schliemann - a classicist with ideas about mythology, Sintians, "Primitive Mythopoeic Mind," "Ahhiyawa," Thera, lyric poetry, Nomios, tetralogy, Titans - went to war with the gods and predate them - they were supposed to be nasty and figure in epic battles, Dorians - a people of ancient Greece.

Hippokrene, "culture hero," Semele, Linear A & B - coming from a background in linguistics I am going to take a look at this again before opening my mouth, Orion - the Hunter who - if I am not mistaken slew a sacred stag or saw Artemis naked or something - he met an unpleasant end.

There it is. I only have a few. I need to know them all. Wish me luck, as always I aim to astound you.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

shaking off the bad...

Did you read the very top of this? Did you catch the line there, the most important one; You? Did You? This one is simple, it's just a quick thank you.
Thank you for reading this stuff, though sometimes I know I serve up real duds. Thank you for your time. Thank you for your comments. I am writing for the two of us now. My reader, you validate me. I am delighted to have your very valuable time.

At this point I would like to make another open call for requests. Any subjects you Really want me to touch on? Within certain limits, I am happy to capitulate, for you - the most important 1. (M.I.1)

Go ahead. You're a crazy lot, my most important one. I will try to adress all requests...

okay. g'nite...

The customer is Not always right.

Who uses hackneyed crap like that anymore? Let's get something straight once and for all: Until the customer has forked over money, they are nowhere near Always Right. You heard me. I'm speaking As a Customer here. Most businesses survive on quantity these days. You think the loss of One customer is going to hurt Wal-Mart or Tim's? Wake up! Smell the coffee!

Okay, some of us hand over the money, but surprise! this doesn't Necessarily make you Always right. First off, There are often really obvious cues that people miss Intentionally. Every time? Perhaps not Every time, but when there is a four foot high soon beside the register Where You Were Cashed Through and it says "Returns Only within three weeks" In hot pink neon dayglo letters six inches high, Don't start with the "I had No idea" sob story. 'Sympathy': In the dictionary, between shit and syphilis...

Clearly, there is a little resentment leftover from my times working retail. I just don't care to hear people using stale old dreck. Aright, I am over-reacting. My jaw itches. There must be a connection.

Friday, March 03, 2006

Good Person of Northern Ontario

Fuck! Enough already!



perhaps this is worth a little expansion...
Man oh man this is frustrating! The only song I can hear in my head is "Dancing in the show tonight," by Ween.

Naturally, the pressure is on, but what the hell is one to do? Okay. I shouldn't swear on the blog. I don't like to swear here when the point was to better my written expression. My apologies to anyone reading this, but, well, you ever been in that position?

AAAAAAAAAAND the latest update: apparently behind the scenes today, there is a private search going on for somebody, (anybody?!?!) to take the part of Mrs. Jones this evening. Tova has refused. Sarah has refused. Any Takers?!

Remember always your sense of the ridiculous. It will carry you.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

A new friend

I stopped at Buddha today for to have me some coffee and that delicious ham and brie sammich. Don't correct me, it Is Sammich, end of story. I occaisionally go to Buddha hoping to catch up with Teh Jenner, who was not working today. So beside sat a young lady with an SGA calendar, which told me we go to the same school.

"What program are you in?" I asked. She answered. We kept on chatting. It turns out that she is in Ulrich's german class, which offered plenty of opportunity for further discussion. Soon she asked my name, and I told her. I asked hers and it turned out I knew who she was (and she was rather taken aback at How I knew, but that's neither here nor there now).

Once again I am asking myself (redundantly of course), these seemingly but not really philosophical questions like: "What strange web of coincidence guides the lives we live?" I stopped in to see a friend and by chance gain a new one instead! Now, Someone out there knows the extent of this coincidence, and hopefully the rest of you have experienced similar.

I like this type of occasion, it makes me feel comfortable with life. It makes me feel that on some level, the gears and cogs of reality are lubricated and turning as they should be. Not All of reality is busted and borken.

Why not reply with Your Own stories of happy coincidence?

The tech we call our friends

So I discover by comment in a previous blog that I am not the only one who names my electronics. Here, for any who give a rat's ass, are the electronics in my life:

Veronique - my iPod.
Heloise - my USB jump drive, which has only been with me for a short time, but I cannot live without.
Genevieve - my camera. Now, I haven't called her Genevieve direct to her face and I will be using Two names for her. For those who do not realize, she is a Nikon D50 which leads me to also call her "Darling Nikki" thanks to Prince for that name...
Justine - my computer. partly inspired by a book. I never use this name for some reason.
Kafka - my scanner. difficult to understand. Tempermental as well.
Xaviera - my Xbox. Yes, the Xbox is Also a girl! Yes, she is named after Xaviera Hollander, who I recently found out has previously made guest appearances at Laurentian University! How cool is That?!

Clearly, tech is an important thing for me. I have been musing how naming such instrumentation is also an effort to humanize it. Naming makes the items closer to us, which helps us cope when we are frustrated with it. Not that I am commonly frustrated or angry at My equipment. I am often irate with the tech at school, however, as many of you know...

Friday, February 24, 2006

Changing the batting order

Veronique, my iPod, lists him as Luke 7 Norton, but the blog community commonly calls him Capt. Lovejones. For a while now he has been listed in my right sidebar with a link to his blog. This blog appears to be defunct. I believe he is running another site which I hope to link to soon.

Don't be afraid! Don't be angry... the link to Capt. Lovejones is about be replaced by an evolution of the original. All the goodness continues, sum in potentia. There will be a short evolution while the status quo is cocooned, yes.

In a larger sense, a grander scale, let me reiterate. Be not angry. Some changes that are being effected will on the surface be misunderstood, but are undertaken with the sincerest hopes of improving everything.

Now, depending how much time you have, there are two choices. Take care of business and be assured that by the next visit there will be improvements. OR: stick about while it happens

Either way is good.
-Ed.

Thursday, February 23, 2006

quiz stolen from Andrew

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops? More times than I will admit here

2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters? Not usually, unless the sun is too bright and I am trying to increase my tactile sensitivity

4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone? Rarely do I prefer alone. Okay, it's a weakness, for the most part I Hate sleeping alone.

5. Do you believe in Ghosts? yes, but more as a metaphor.

6. Do you consider yourself creative? Hot shit, sometimes I am sooo creative. Sometimes I'm shit. on a stick.

7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife? ... Ohhhhhh Jayyyyyy.... -it's a good thing! I don't know anything about footbal players turned bad actor

8. Who do you want to become president in '08? A girl named Ash, who lives in BC. I trust her more than the others.

9. Can you honestly say you know anything about politics? By the time I was 18, I understood politics on a level that allowed me to chat up Poli Sci profs. I was Miles ahead of the gr. 12 teacher that FAILED MISERABLY in teaching politics. compared to 95% of the populace, I am vastly superior, politically.

10. Do you know how to play poker? I learn, then forget, then learn again.

11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight? My personal record is slightly over 72 hours, or 3 days. It was drug induced, but I was completely lucid for most of it.

12. Do you kill bugs that are in the house? Sadists kill bugs. No.

13. Have you ever cheated on a test? Yeah. It was easier than studying. (andrew's answer, it applies for me)

14. When driving late at night, do you go through red lights if no one is around? Never. I respsect the rules of the road.

15. Do you have a secret that no one knows but you? Several in fact. It's odd how many people have known me for aions, but don't fully know me.

16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees? Baseball Sucks! SOCCER!!!

17. Have you ever Ice Skated? yup, next.

18. How often do you remember your dreams? 30%. 95% if it wakes me up when I'm having it.

19. When was the last time you laughed so hard you were crying? within the last two months

20. Can you name 5 songs by The Beatles? I can name a lot more than 5! call me and I will

22. Do you believe in love at first sight? perhaps in the Rarest of instances. Now, Lust at first sight, yes, absolutely

23. How many times have you been in love? Probably thrice. (andrew's answer fits) But: Is that the love of a man for a good cigar? or the love that exists between a man and woman who are, well, in love?

24. Do you always wear your seatbelt? If anything my friends are Over cautious about their driving. I always wear one, yes

25. What talent do you wish you had? Virtuoso musician. Talent for making money. Ability to pilot aircraft of varying natures. and on and on...

26. Do you like Sushi? yes.

27. Have you ever narrowly avoided a fatal accident? I was hit by a car once, while skating to work. By all rights I should be dead from that incident. But Fate it seems had other plans for me

28. What do you wear to bed? Depends on circumstance, but one of these: Underwear, Nothing at all or occaisionally another person. There, now that you know, you realize that you didn't Really want to know, don't ya?

30. Do you like President Bush? I don't think a position encompassing such power should be filled by a person who seems to have "small dick syndrome." It disturbs me that he comes off as such a cowboy sometimes. Alternately, having a not-so-intelligent President means that power is sourced from elsewhere. If Bush Jr. is unlikeable, I must say that Bush Sr. is an outright scary man - for he has both an agenda And a razor sharp mind to achieve it.

31. Do you truly hate anyone? Yes. I don't like it but I cannot deny it, I feel Hate

32. Do you give money to homeless people? If it's within my means. Equally, I will often give a cigarette to those who ask

33. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be? Their are a number of famous people I would like to know in a sensual/sexual relation. At the moment I am seriously enamoured with Catherine Zeta-Jones. She is classy and intelligent, and I think she would be unspeakably passionate and sensual

34. Have you ever gotten a stranger's phone number or gave them yours? You'd Swear these questions aren't being asked by anyone who knows me in the least...

35. Do you appreciate poetry? Some, but not that french symbolist crap. I have even been accused of poetry before

36. Do you know how to play chess? Poorly. Fairly well, yet not nearly as well as I'd like. I've certainly forced some impressive draws from a situation of serious material disadvantage

37. What food do you find disgusting? hmmm. You'd have to ask on an item to item basis

38. Did you ever play, "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours?" I still do

39. When's the last time you were onstage? 2 hours ago

40. How was your day today? Not what it should have been, but certainly better than the last week

41. Have you ever been punched in the face? well who hasn't?

42. When is the last time you threw up from drinking too much? Definitely somewhere in the many many months range

43. Have you ever walked out on a movie at the theater? Yes! But only once

44. What's your favorite kind of juice? pineapple, my friend and yours...

45. Do you have any addictions? uhmm, yes, but I think I won't talk about them here

46. Are you a romantic? I am incurably an inconsistent romantic. It truly is wonderful, it's just not always appropriate

47. Have you ever been stood up? Of course! It happens, y'know, the best thing is to get with the standee's roommate

48. Who's the last person you hugged? my girlfriend

49. What are you currently reading? Fear and trembling by Kierkegaard

50. Due to bullshit, I have changed the last question to name 5 places you wouldn't mind seeing someday: Antarctica, Japan, Brazil, Europe, a home of my own.

To do list

-Memorize the damned script for this play "The Good Person of Northern Ontario." It is in fact Brecht's "Good Lady of Szechuan." I am so very dubious about this play. Suck it up, pull it together. It can still happen.
-Essay on the movie Closer. But first I have to Watch the movie Closer. It's not too late. Suck it up, pull it together.
-Essay on the movie The Doctor. I have Already watched this film, so I am even keel on this one. If I can just pull it together, it's quite do-able.
-Reading for Bruce Ward's class (which incidentally has been pretty cool overall): a little Pascal. Kierkegaard. Doable.
-The above is a lead in to prepping for an essay and exam.
-Get in shape for the final in Aitken's class. Honestly, all I ask is a frikkin' pass in this class. It is largely fluff.
-Clean the house, put out the garbage (too late for this week), get recycling out for tomorrow, Pick up some groceries, shovel the step... etc., etc.,
-rewrite a myth and damn well hand it in right soon! (suck it up, pull it together)
-Work. Dooly's that is.


Musical Interlude:

Hmm hmm hmm, yeah...
Hmm hmm hmm, yeah...
Hmm hmm hmm, yeah...

It is you (oh yeah)
It is you, you (oh yeah)
It is you (oh yeah)

Cause a pressure drop, oh pressure
Oh yeah pressure drop a drop on you
I say a pressure drop, oh pressure
Oh yeah pressure drop a drop on you

I say when it drops, oh you gonna feel it
Know that you were doing wrong.

Hmm hmm hmm, yeah...
Hmm hmm hmm, yeah...
Hmm hmm hmm, yeah...

I say a pressure drop, oh pressure
Oh yeah, pressure drop a drop on you

thanks to the Maytals

Oh right. and then there's the Important concerns.

the Post-post

The story from after a pivotal point always looks different from the story before a pivotal point. And sometimes it's better and sometimes it's worse. Naturally, sometimes it leaves one wondering what the fuck just happened (pardon my Klatchian).

So clearly I have passed a pivotal point. I have just lost the option of being close to a most amazing woman. Or, leastwise as close as I'd like. This is a process that of course is unpleasant, but there's worse to it (which I will tell you about... mmmmmNever, so don't pry).

OMG! how does a person Get Through such a thing?! By remembering that if you really care for someone deeply, it doesn't leave you simply because you're not beside each other. You wouldn't care in the first place, without good reasons - or at least I need good reason to care. The reasons are always there, the feeling remains. I don't think such feelings need to be reciprocated to be valid.

It's odd how with so many things in your head, to the point where you can't even sleep, there's so little on paper. Even electronic paper.

Friday, February 17, 2006

well. As soon as I can find a host that will let me post a picture of more than 150k size, there will be Many Many pictures (pronounced 'pik-toorrz, with a trilled r).

And as for two weeks without a post, well I am assimilating. It IS coming. (check your email though, there should be an Easter-Egg). Look in on Satyr-dae.

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

' 72 (another round of three)

Makeup Forever, I would like to state was written in my first year at University. I decided to edit quite slightly and post it. Well, why not. Now as it happens, that is my 72nd post on this blog, although numerically the one following it (and previous to this) is 72nd. Nevermind that! Makeup Forever! 72!

Ironically, I am posting it on my birthday. For those who never knew it, I was born in '72. i.e. 1972. It was a good year. It's been a good life, all told. See? See the connection? It all lies in the 72s.

for the obswervant and dedicated, you may remember a post some time back that centred on the moon. It was a round of three, as I indicated in the title here, wherein I proclaimed my love of Werewolf Showtunes. Remember?

I reckon at this point you are thinking I owe you another 72... Entirely by coincidence, I am listening to a scottish pipe band playing 72nds Farewell to Aberdeen. What Are the Odds of That?

Truly. Life is a web of coincidence.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Yayyyy!

I think I will soon have Plenty more pics up in this blog...

New Camera tonight

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Make-Up Forever...

Had to check that this wasn't already posted at some point. I will systematically be posting things I write for classes. This one is old, but the topic of make-up has come up lately.

It is entirely possible that my views have changed since writing this. Furthertheless, it is entirely improbable that my views have changed since writing this. There will, undoubtedly, be some people who get their dander up about this. Go ahead and criticize, but make completely sure you construct a Good argument to do so.

It is fair to suggest that the first thing a person consciously notes about another person is their face. The face is the single most expressive part of the body. Makeup has been in use for several thousand years as an agent for changing and modifying our visages. Thus, it is an agent for changing and modifying what we express to each other on a very basic level. In some respects this is a matter of professional necessity, as any actor can tell you. More generally, it makes a statement on the cultures , societies and individuals that regularly use makeup.

In considering the meaning being conveyed by makeup, one might look at the subject from two fairly different angles. The first angle is somewhat abstract. As Marshall McLuhan stated, ‘the medium is the message,’ so the fact that makeup is being used at all may carry some analyzable meaning. The second, by its very nature, is open to interpretations of all kinds. What is the makeup, as it is applied and used, actually saying? Moreover, what is the user implying and what is the interpreter
inferring?

When something is in such common usage as makeup, it is easy to overlook as a medium for expression. Instead, we notice its absence. There are many people who seek to make a statement by excluding cosmetics from their common experience. This is often a socio-political statement, geared towards fashion industries and cultural beauty standards. As a general rule, I agree that the men and women of the world don’t actually need any makeup at all. As far as that goes, my own view constitutes
a purely utilitarian approach. I find it unfortunate however, that many people view fashion and beauty standards as nothing more than aesthetic totalitarianism. There is more to the issue than is addressed in such a terse appraisal of the subject.

For those strong enough in will to resist the pressures of such a perceived threat, I suggest they use makeup to forge their own styles. In the non-utilitarian mode, makeup allows us to be creative and is fun. Makeup is a vehicle to achieving a little fantasy in a world that is already drab enough. The masks we create with the use of cosmetics are a way of expressing the myriad facets of our personalities. In short, makeup allows us to be a different person everyday, according to who we
want to be or become.

This leads us to the second angle mentioned earlier. Let us presume that makeup is not a conspiracy designed to keep people from acknowledging that they themselves are valuable and good of themselves. Instead of considering makeup as aesthetic fascism, let us think of it as aesthetic liberation.

A comprehensive analysis of what message is sent by makeup could fill volumes. I will consider a few select cases from personal experience, which will hopefully illustrate how broad a range of signals can be conveyed by the medium.

One of my favourite illustrations of meaning with makeup can be found (primarily) in a youth sustained sub-culture commonly known as ‘Goth.’ It is a sub-culture with a strong defiance to convention. Resistance to social standards is obvious because both Goth males as well as females wear makeup. As a general rule, the application of cosmetics is very dramatic and suggestive of fictional horror genres. Makeup is employed to change one’s visage to look vampiric, faerie-esque or animalistic
(with a lycanthropic twist?).

One can infer from this highly stylized use of cosmetics that the users have a strong affinity to supernatural phenomena, and especially the darker incarnations of the supernatural. It is common to see a desire in this sub-culture to substantiate and establish such extra-worldly concepts as more concrete. Makeup is one way of doing this. In a broader analysis, one may argue that these outward transformations are also indicative of an individual’s strong will and capability to alter and expand their environment. A noteworthy point to be made of Goth sub-culture
is the meticulous attention to detail given in the application of makeup. The careful and studied methods used are an exhibit of personality traits such as patience, fastidiousness and dedication.

There is likely no other section of society that maintains such a strong sense of creating it’s own reality than this group, with the exception of professional actors.
Another area where makeup carries very specific connotations is in business. In standard businesssituations it would be very unusual to find men wearing cosmetics at all, so one must consider women’s use of makeup.

Perhaps most interesting to observe is the fact that a woman’s makeup is nearly always an expression of company standards. How much or how little she wears can be correlated to how conservative the employer is. This is especially notable in higher ranking positions. Most workplaces now include makeup guidelines as part of their dress code, if one exists.

There is a strong implication that the individual and the organization have entered into an agreement. The individual is displaying commitment, willingness to conform for the benefit of greater good and therefore an understanding of consequence, cause and effect. It is important that although limited, the use of makeup still allows women in business an outlet for self expression, (much the same way a tie does
for men). Companies do value the specific qualities of their employees and theoretically those qualities might be discernable to some extent by subtle cues like makeup. There is no room here for such considerations, however.

There is another side to the use of makeup for creating reality; something rather opposite than what Goth culture uses it for. Although prostitutes are by no means the only group to use this idea, they stand as an excellent example of those - who instead of creating their own reality - are using makeup to project an extension of someone else’s reality. The someone else is a potential client.

One can assume that people who solicit prostitutes are looking to add to their own reality something that isn’t readily available to them. If a working girl is able to project an image of what these people want, she is more likely to make a deal. The use of makeup here is co-ordinated with all possible visual cues. In observation, one can argue that if the girls are not successful in business, their makeup
may not be giving any worthwhile statement. If the Girls are successful, there is a definite indication that they are capable of accurately identifying the needs or desires of others and representing them graphically. That is to say there is some level of empathy.

Inasfar as extreme or fantastic makeup can bring a client, the Girl’s success depends on delivering that fantasy. There must necessarily be a certain amount of talent either towards acting or solipsism to convince her clientele, or (again)
she would not be successful.

As mentioned in the section regarding business makeup, one can go into very deep study of all messages given by makeup. These short contemplations of the effect of makeup in communications are in fact cursory, but they do serve to indicate that the nature of cosmetics has a strong impact on society. Cosmetics are indicative of beliefs, value systems, emotional sensitivity and even work ethics.

On deeper examination they will no doubt be shown to be even more communicative.

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

for another sexy Minute Maid...

So I was reading the other day how Karpov had a title match where he held the centre of the board and Still Lost! "No!" You are saying - "That Cannot Be!" Truth. He was the victim of better piece development. Having already castled, his opponent made what I am told is "the classic bishop sacrifice" to open the defense, then sent in a knight and a queen. Seems that Karpov had his big guns on the Other side of the board. How Embarassing.

So when you asked what I said in the car the other night it was this: "It fuckin' worked against Karpov..." ;)hehehe

That Sexy Minute Maid....

If anyone has ever wondered, or in case you ever face similar circumstance, five bottles of orange juice will cost you $8.50 in the caf at LU. Five Bottles?!?! Yup, I have a cold and figured some Vit. C was the order of the day. Besides, it's sunshione in a bottle, yo.

It sucks to be in school before one needs to be, especially with a cold. I do however have Veronique with me and she is Loaded with new songs. Here is the new music I have acquired since the X-Mass: Adult, Air, Alexander Robotnik, Benny Benassi and Benassi Brothers (think of the burger king commercial, "satisfaction"), Boards of Canada, Caia, Fauna Flash, Herbaliser, Kruder & Dorfmeister, Lamb, Lemon Jelly, Mint Nouveau, Nouveau Vague (for those of us who grew up in the 80s), Stereolab, Telepopmusik, Thievery Corp., Tosca and others too numerous to list now.

The holidays were ill-named this year. There was no respite whatsoever. Thanks to all of you who made it go so (relatively) smooth.

In a previous post I suggested that Hollywood try to make what I called a 'rampage' film with monkeys. It occurred to me that it would be ridiculous if it had not been already done so I did more research. Sure enough, it Does exist. My apologies, Hollywood, I am still better than you, but this time I was Wrong. Some of you will note this section, those of you who know how much it bothers me to say "I was wrong." Statistically it has to happen sooner or later.