"It doesn’t seem fair that we can look back and connect the dots in life, and see what led from that to this, but we cannot look forward and anticipate in any way what constellation today’s dots will form in the vast space ahead of us. I guess it’s just best to assume that heaven is right here, right now, and let the stars fall where they may."
28 March 2009
computer, when do I get my tang? also i'm thirsty.
I am posting this entire episode because between Jack's storage issues, Tracy's word plays and Kenneth's muppet-vision I don't even know how I could choose clips. The muppets were really the best part. I could watch this episode again and again... when 30 Rock is good, it is sooo good.
25 March 2009
theme song for my move.
This video is cool enough to stand on its own (add "being a dancer on 'Soul Train'" to my list of career aspirations, please) (I also think I'd like to be Elton John for Halloween) but it is totally emblematic of the cool space my future city holds in pop culture. Rockin' dance music for a snowy day.
24 March 2009
this blog is turning into a bunch of emotional crap. somebody find me a video of a dog running into a wall or something, stat.
It's funny to me the way my perceptions have changed since I decided to move away from this place. Tonight I was looking for a qtip when I happened upon the giant jug of handsoap refill. I refilled the soap dispenser and realized that I probably won't need to fill up the handsoap again before I leave, and alas the jug of handsoap was magically transformed into a jug of bubble bath.*
Everything's been like that the past few days. I drive down the Sunnyside-- the street I drive down the most in this town--and I think about how there will be a time in my life, quite soon really, when I don't drive down that street, when I won't have occasion to recall how I almost ran over some extras from "High School Musical 3" on that very road last summer during a freak rain storm.** And the mountains, yes, today-- absolutely pissed that I had to put on my puffy coat-- I looked at the mountains and noted to myself that this could be the last time I get to see snow on those mountains as one who lives in Utah.***
I did this when I left Tacoma, but having lived here just nineteen months I find it striking. So I order that pizza from The Pie, drop in to see my favorite people in the department, and take another longing look at the valley because I know I will miss Utah when I'm gone.****
*About eight ounces will do if you are going for an effect similar to "Pretty Woman."
**Yes, that was one sentence. Lately I've been rewriting the newspaper articles in my head as I read them... I'm in a strange place with words these days.
***Who am I kidding? This is Utah!
****Which is not to say I'm not excited about leaving, but that's another post all together.
Everything's been like that the past few days. I drive down the Sunnyside-- the street I drive down the most in this town--and I think about how there will be a time in my life, quite soon really, when I don't drive down that street, when I won't have occasion to recall how I almost ran over some extras from "High School Musical 3" on that very road last summer during a freak rain storm.** And the mountains, yes, today-- absolutely pissed that I had to put on my puffy coat-- I looked at the mountains and noted to myself that this could be the last time I get to see snow on those mountains as one who lives in Utah.***
I did this when I left Tacoma, but having lived here just nineteen months I find it striking. So I order that pizza from The Pie, drop in to see my favorite people in the department, and take another longing look at the valley because I know I will miss Utah when I'm gone.****
*About eight ounces will do if you are going for an effect similar to "Pretty Woman."
**Yes, that was one sentence. Lately I've been rewriting the newspaper articles in my head as I read them... I'm in a strange place with words these days.
***Who am I kidding? This is Utah!
****Which is not to say I'm not excited about leaving, but that's another post all together.
22 March 2009
a little sunday CDR.
I post from time to time on my love for Christopher David Ryan's work, and today I find these new bits particularly lovely. I think it has to do with all of the peace and quiet I feel inside, having a sense of my future and basking in the joy of working on projects I have complete control over. With Vivaldi's Four Seasons playing, a cloudy day outside, a book on British war nurses in front of me, a little art seems like just the ticket. Prints can be found here and here.
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