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12/24/2002: "GONY"
Just came back from seeing Gangs Of New York with Sam. It was alright. Cinematography was great. Storyline good, just a little slow. Long flick. But kinda neat, very good job depicting Manhattan mid 1800's.
I dunno, maybe it's me and I watch too many indie and foreign films, but Hollywood movies are usually a disappointment.
Speaking of good films, in the last couple weeks, I've watched "The Object Of My Desire" which was great, "Vertical Ray Of The Sun" which for me was incredible the way light and color is used. "In The Mood For Love" and "Falen Angels" both by Wong Kar-Wai, "Lies" which is a an eyeful, and "Ghost In The Shell". And I have a few more new discs here I haven't even opened yet. Hmmm, I guess I need to stop buying DVD's someday soon. My friggin' wish list on Amazon is like 3 pages long these days.
Glad to be done with work today. I have the next three days off and have a lot to get done here. Besides working up in the cottage I just tore my whole bedroom apart. Re-wired, insulated (yes this house was built before they ever thought of insulation) and sheetrocked it. Also tore my old closet out and re-framed so now I have one almost 10 feet wide with sliding mirror doors, so one wall is a giant mirror floor to ceiling. Also have tie downs built into the wall around the bed, in case, well, you need to "anchor" anything. Speaking of, I threw my old bed out as I'm getting a brand new one this Friday, platform job, with a couple drawers in the base (probably good storage for the whips and tie downs, huh?) and a super duper comfy king size mattress to replace the 13 year old one I just chucked that would fold in half if I didn't have 3/4 inch plywood underneath it! So in the meantime I'm crashing on an old twin bunk bed in the spare bedroom and I wake up every moring with my neck or shoulder killing me, it sucks...
So tomorrow when I wake up I'm gonna prime all the walls in my room and fill all the old nail holes in the window frames and prime them too. I'm going to do up my new closet with those cool ClosetMaid wire shelves and racks and stuff, so I shoulkd have a ton of storage and be able to get rid of one of my dressers. Looking to unclutter this place. Throw out as much furniture as possible and minimize my posessions. Not an easy task. This is a guy who still has some of the same stuff in my junk drawer I had as a teenager. Well, to be honest, one whole dresser is nothing but junk drawers, no clothes. I think I need to streamline a bit, to put it mildly.
My big dilemna is what color to paint my room once it's primed and ready to go (sound familiar?)... Much as I like the dark dungeon type theme, I want it to be kinda soothing on the psyche and easy on the eyes. Really I spend any inside time at home in the kitchen, in front of this keyboard, or in my room watching movies. So it's key that the colors are mood enhancing. Any ideas in that department? Please post them as a comment to this entry, K?
Actually this cute girl at Home Depot's paint department was all smiles and flirty when I asked her a question the other day, but I was in a rush to get back here and back to work. I shoud go back and feel her out on it (the paint, stop thinking like me).
OK OK
That is a good segue into the next thing. Which is something I promised the other night. Nope, not the crush thing, I'll do that next time (maybe, depends how bold I'm feeling). But nobody really reads this crap anyway so why not, right?
WHY NICE PEOPLE SUCK-
Well, have you ever heard of Clarkes third law ?
"Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic"
So that is very close to the way I often feel- which is
"Any sufficiently nice person is indistinguishable from someone who likes me"
I mean, it's a pain in the ass enough as it is. Then throw in the confusion of readng signals right and not interpreting that smile with "that" smile, shit, it'll drive you nuts. Bad enough that half the time the people who "like" you are not who you like, and the ones you "like" don't like you "the same way". Then when you do finally have a mutual thing and you build on it, sooner or later it's just not worth it, it ends up being "too much headache".
Aaagggghhhhh, shit, just insert appropriate Peanuts strip right here, one where Charlie Browns mouth is open to the size of Wyoming! Then top it all off with most of the people I come into contact with are bona-fide dented cans (and I don't like to defecate where I consume nourishment) and it is even more fucked up. And there's this one can I could be smitten with. And she's gonna kill me with that fuckin' smile of hers. Puhleez, leave me in peace! Hell if I ate canned veggies instead of frozen, she'd be a number ten can of Lima Beans. And I real y like Lima Beans, sometimes I just eat a package of them for a meal, little butter and some herbs on top, mmmm.
So what's changed here? Not much, still confused half the time. Been long enough since my last relationship that I' m reverting to "dog-mode" as Lissa puts it, well she doesn't put it that way. She just makes constant "you're such a dog" comments to me. And of course I have to protest, I mean, I'm a male of the human species, it is normal, thank you. So Lissa, when you read this, I may be a dog, but I am trying to figure out why I keep getting involved with psycho girls (or better yet, why am I a psycho magnet) and that's more then most dogs can say!
Has anyone noticed I don't spell check any of these things ? Really, I am an excellent speller, can spell almost anything. Problem- I can't type to save my life. So I know there are tons of typo's, you don't like it, you wanna come over here at 3 in the morning and fuckin' proof read it all ? Didn't think so.
Wow, I hears some great tunes on A-V at work today. Gonna start jotting down the names and I'll get some links here, like real soon. And I have all the pix from the work party cropped and optimized for the web. Once I figure out how to get the pop-up code working here I'll make a thumbnail page and do some humorous captions. I tried to get the web cam page to be a pop up, but for some reason the same javascript that works in a static page doesn't work here. Not that these pages are dynamic. I settled on Grey Matter as the blog code cuz I don't have time to do a serious site with database driven backend. I have a couple running in development, but writing code to customize all the templates is just too tedious. Maybe one day, but I have too much to do around here to become a code junkie these days.
One more thing kinda cool. I've got a cat door on the second floor! How's I do that you ask? Well it wasn't easy teaching the cat to shimmy down that tiny ladder I made... No, what I discovered is that if I keep this one window in my bedroom wide open (yes I know it's December, but I have the thermostat wires grounded out in my room now so it's like an oven upstairs, just temporary since I demolitioned my room, I have a new thermostat to put in this week) Gray cat can jump out the window onto the little roof over the kitchen door, and from there she jumos down to the ground. And I guess she can do the same in reverse and let herself back in. Tonight I opened the kitchen door and the kitten, Dave, was outside, looked at me, meowed once and ran in the house!
See, Dave has never been outside. Well, he was a stray kitten someone talked me into taking (thanks Lissa, the fuckin' vet bills added up to the cost of a nice purebred kitty) and I've never let him outside yet. Was afraid he would wander off and not make it back home. Lately though I'm almost wishing he would do just that. Gray Cat is allowed to come and go as she pleases though, always has and never had any problems. Speking of the kitten (really a cat now, but still trippin' like a kitten), lemme give you one piece of advice guys-
Next time you're all in love with some female, and she happens to like cats. DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT, think to yourself how neat it would be to get a kitten. When she's gone and that side of your bed is again empty, the damn kitten will still be around. For a looong time. In fact, depending on how much the woman like to over-analyze everything, she may even make a point of commenting to you how it may have been "impulsive or less then responsible" to get a new cat, "it's a long term commitment" and stuff like that. No shit hon, I have four kids, I know about long term commitments, trust me on this one...
Hehe, just couldn't resist that piece of advice. Speaking of kids, I'm going to Midnight Mass at St. John The Divine tomorrow night with Maggie. Kinda cool she will do stuff like that with me. Either she really wants to spend time with me, she really wants to get away from her Mother, or she's bored. Maybe a little bit of each. But she really is a great kid. Smart and funny and insightful, old for her age as only brilliant frustrated teenage girls can be. Man I love her and am glad she wants to hang with me these days.
OK, it's late, or early, I need to sleep as I have way more work to do tomorrow then is humanly possible for three people, so if I get half of it done I'll be doing good. Oh yeah, I have to do CXhristmas shopping and wrap a few presents too, damn, that close to X-mas, time flies when you're sitting here writing whatever pops into your head...
l8r,
-S
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