Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Naqoyqatsi
"The more it stays the same
the less it changes...
And that's The Majesty Of Rock!"
-Spinal Tap, "The Majesty Of Rock" (1992)
I'm graying at the temples.
Sigh.
The receding hairline thing bothers me a little, but it's old news and no longer a surprise. The salt-and-pepper thing is a recent and unwelcome development.
I'm 32 for fuck's sake!
2008 will be the 10-year anniversary of moving to Los Angeles from Indiana. That's a lot of friends made and lost, a lot of cigarettes smoked (up until '03 at least,) a lot of recordings, and approximately 87,600-mg of Prozac.
The point of all these very short paragraphs is that while I've earned my grays and will carry them well, I don't have to like it.
Woot.
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I apologize for my lack of written output of late, but I have been tremendously busy. So busy I actually forgot to register my car with the DMV. I only mention that fact because I finally got pulled over for the first time ever!
Seriously. I am so incredibly lame I had never been pulled over before. EVER. So when the LAPD cruiser lit it up behind me, I was actually kind of stoked. It felt so good to be BAD. Bobby Fuller was singing "I Fought The Law" in my head while I practiced my James Dean "Je Ne Sais Quoi" in the rear-view mirror.
Just kidding. I was polite and courteous as always. (The Rebel Alliance would have kicked me out for sure... "Hey, c'mon you guys, don't you think maybe the Emperor has a valid point?")
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"And that's The Majesty Of Rock!
The Mystery of Roll!
The darning of the sock,
The scoring of the goal!
The farmer takes a wife
The barber takes a pole.
We're in this together...and ever..."
-Spinal Tap, "The Majesty Of Rock" (1992)
the less it changes...
And that's The Majesty Of Rock!"
-Spinal Tap, "The Majesty Of Rock" (1992)
I'm graying at the temples.
Sigh.
The receding hairline thing bothers me a little, but it's old news and no longer a surprise. The salt-and-pepper thing is a recent and unwelcome development.
I'm 32 for fuck's sake!
2008 will be the 10-year anniversary of moving to Los Angeles from Indiana. That's a lot of friends made and lost, a lot of cigarettes smoked (up until '03 at least,) a lot of recordings, and approximately 87,600-mg of Prozac.
The point of all these very short paragraphs is that while I've earned my grays and will carry them well, I don't have to like it.
Woot.
----
I apologize for my lack of written output of late, but I have been tremendously busy. So busy I actually forgot to register my car with the DMV. I only mention that fact because I finally got pulled over for the first time ever!
Seriously. I am so incredibly lame I had never been pulled over before. EVER. So when the LAPD cruiser lit it up behind me, I was actually kind of stoked. It felt so good to be BAD. Bobby Fuller was singing "I Fought The Law" in my head while I practiced my James Dean "Je Ne Sais Quoi" in the rear-view mirror.
Just kidding. I was polite and courteous as always. (The Rebel Alliance would have kicked me out for sure... "Hey, c'mon you guys, don't you think maybe the Emperor has a valid point?")
---
"And that's The Majesty Of Rock!
The Mystery of Roll!
The darning of the sock,
The scoring of the goal!
The farmer takes a wife
The barber takes a pole.
We're in this together...and ever..."
-Spinal Tap, "The Majesty Of Rock" (1992)