Archive for September, 2009

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it’s the return of pop culture friday!

September 13, 2009

i did really intend to make this a more regular “feature,” but i don’t always like the questions posed. it’s a hit and miss thing. anyway, this week: celebrity encounters.

i have a couple, i suppose, depending on how you define “celebrity.” i used to do freelance work for michael mcclure, for instance, and although i found that really exciting and impressive, i’m not sure other people would. i was briefly introduced to dean ween (my favorite ween) once, after a 4-hour ween show that is probably the best concert i’ve ever been to, but he was shit-faced and i didn’t say much more than “great show.” at the same club 3 years later, while leaning on a wall and waiting for my friends to show up, i had a 2 sentence conversation with jason isbell where i gave him bad directions (other band members, fortunately, knew where they were going). i did not act like a spaz during any of these encounters (not even when i met mcclure the first time, and i was only 20 and pretty spazzy then). i also once walked right past the drive-by truckers at hardly strictly bluegrass. i did not talk to them, because my friends prevented me from chasing them down and making a fool of myself.

these are all minor stories though. minor anecdotes, really. i think my best celebrity encounter is actually 2 encounters, but with the same person. Read the rest of this entry ?

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reparations

September 11, 2009

today i read that the british government formally apologized to alan turing, a code-breaker and computer scientist whom TIME named of the 100 most important people of the 20th century. turing was also gay, and was persecuted and prosecuted by the british government until he killed himself. i think the apology is rather lovely:

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just in case

September 9, 2009

…anyone is actively reading and stressing about this blog, be warned that i am leaving for a two-week vacation next tuesday, and posting before and during said vacation will be light, if it happens at all.

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wherein i battle the aging crisis (sort of)

September 2, 2009

so last month my aunt randomly found some pictures from my fourth birthday and sent them to me.

 

that would be me and my mom

that would be me and my mom

what’s weird about this is that i remember this birthday, sort of. it was at the chuck e cheese in santa maria. i believe i got a monchichi that year, which i loved. but just looking at the pictures, nothing clicked. i apparently don’t remember any of the specifics of the event. it was like looking at pictures of relatives from a time you didn’t know them: you recognize the faces, because you know you’re supposed to. but there’s no real connection to the images, no solid memories, just a vague ability to put the images in context.

which brings me to another point. i’m turning 29 tomorrow. and that just seems ridiculously old. i feel sometimes like my life is slipping past me, that i’m frittering away the time and soon i’ll be dead and in the grave. it’s especially hard not to feel this way when i don’t feel that i’ve accomplished anything in the past three years: i left grad school, i coasted through one job and am now in another that doesn’t really fulfill me. i have no idea what i want from my life, i just know that i want more than this. i feel stuck, and so i feel like i’m just wasting time. 

but then i got these pictures in the mail. i looked at them, at the person i was, the person i can no longer remember. a person so distant that it’s like me at 4 is not even remotely the same person as me at 29; it’s hard to believe we even inhabit the same body (approximately). and i thought about how long our lives are, and how much we change. we have so many opportunities to start over, to grow and change, to be different people. 

so i’m trying to keep that in mind, when i get frustrated with my life. i’m not old, and (barring something unforeseen) i’m far from death. i have no idea where i’ll go or who i’ll be in the rest of my life, but i know there are all kinds of options.

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born to rebel

September 1, 2009

so my birthday is on thursday, and i have some nice contemplative post planned, about aging and blah blah blah. but right now, it’s tuesday, and the following things have happened that make me happy:

–good bourbon.

–new kitten (photos on facebook and the photo blog).

new dbt album dropped today and features a song called “rebels” that opens with the lines “honey don’t you walk out / i’m too drunk to follow.” how can you not love this band? seriously, go listen to them.

raymond chandler’s short stories, plus assorted awesomeness coming from amazon.

–if this week is anything to go by, next year will be better than the last (although that would not be hard, i must say).

–did i mention the new kitten?