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All Six Feet Under Fans will be pleased to note the final season begins on Monday June 6th at 9 pm.

I’ve been without SFU for so long i don’t know what to expect.. An interesting side note is that my relationship with Mary began with Six Feet Under and for a while all our relationship consisted of was watching this show. You might remark that this sounds kind of pathetic, i remark nay friend. SFU is one of the most powerful storylines i’ve seen in a television format. It is also one of those rare things that i experienced and still can’t go back to.

My history with SFU is a long one. A year before i met Mary, i acquired* several episodes of the series because i was interested in the material. After watching them i got hooked. I acquired all of two seasons (at least the full compilation of one season and half of the second because at the time the second season was still airing on HBO.). After a week, easter holiday i believe, of intense viewing i was caught up to the storyline and began watching them as they occured on HBO. One of the most seriously fucked up weeks of my life, and yet also a very memorable one. Later on i met Mary.

The third “date” involved her coming over to my house on st. Thomas and we cooked, rode bikes around Lafayette, visited my turtle in the park, and retired to my home to watch SFU episodes 1,2, and 3. After this intense session, she left.

The forth “date” involved me going to her apartment and demonstrating murphy’s law by having a computer snafu fail to allow my computer screen to be translated into television display. (murphy’s law says that what can go wrong will go wrong, but in my family’s case it appears that what can go wrong with electronics on the moment you most need the electronics, will go wrong.) After buying an insanely expensive piece of equipment that proved to be more then worth it’s weight in money, we watched episodes 4,5,6, and 7.

After that night our dates pretty much consisted of watching the six feet under series up until her birthday, which falls on april 12th, when i demanded our relationship branch off into Film. You can imagine the chemistry building at this moment.

The layout was like this, up until her birthday, we spent a lot of time together but i never stayed the night. As luck would have it, Mary’s birthday falls during the night. I asked her if she would mind having me spend her birthday with her. She was flattered that i felt it was as special as it was. All the same, My plan was simple. I had to get our relationship off of SFU and watching Film because i enjoyed films too much.

Some might argue this ice had already been breached because we went out to the theater sometimes, but i argue that modern theatrical productions are not all that consist of film. (even though we did see Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind in the theater. Not to mention we watched Lost in Translation and Harold and Maude[which i must give Mary credit for choosing, i had not even heard of this movie {but it still wasn’t a complete breakthrough in film, and it was on our second date, ergo it doesn’t count. (what does one do when one has so many parenthetical groupings? it is parenthetical groupings that this is called right? [In symbolic logic when you have this many parenthesis groping symbols, you actually recycle them])}]). Now where was I.

So back to the B-Day extraveganza.
The agenda fell into this outline:
– April 11th I dropped by around 5 or 6ish. I had defined the night as a night to explore the concept of Beauty, + a film i had the inclination she would hate but i wanted her to see one aspect of my film enjoyment that involved something other the beauty.
— First movie — Big Fish — A beautiful story about truth and the distortions that make up the realities of our great story-tellers. In short i can simply define it as storytelling at it’s best.
— Second movie — Waking Life — A beautiful film. The content is engaging, and the ideas expressed in the film are thought-provoking, but those aspects of the movie are no better and sometimes not even as good as some other films i have seen. The movie is gorgeous because of the technique behind the film’s creation. The director took a camera and filmed various sequences, and then went back and painted the film to make it seem as though you are watching a series of painted scenes instead of a movie.
— Third Movie — The Seventh Seal — It was either this or Persona, but i think the idea behind the Seventh Seal is a lot more beautiful, at least a lot more universal. The Seventh Seal is the story of a knight who comes back from the crusades to find his lands battling the black plague. The story is a beautiful portrayal of humanity at its best. The knight plays a game of chess with death in order to prolongue his death and also attempt to save the lives of those that he travels with. Ingrid Bergman directs this, and if you are at all familiar with his directing technique you know that the film is at least a beautiful example of what film can do.

This was the final movie. My plan for adding this movie was that i really honestly believed at the time that this movie has a great fucking scene in it. After watching the movie with Mary though, i have come to realize i overestimated the scene in the movie.
— Fourth movie — 25th hour — Spike Lee directed Edward norton in this movie. I still enjoy the movie, but there were two scenes i thought were gorgeous. The first scene is when Edward Norton retires to his father’s restroom and unleashes his rage about the world. The scene best portrayed my reaction to 9-11. At the time of the incident, i was depressed at the whole situation. After some analysis of my emotions i came to the conclusion that i was angry at not only the people who would commit such an atrocious act, but at our government for giving them the anger and rigetous fury to pull such an act off. I imagined myself standing before a mirror and yelling obsceneties at these various groups of individuals in which i felt were responsible for these atrocities. The groups were meaningless, but at the brief moment in which i felt this, i came to realize that i’m also angry that i allow our government to get away with these acts. Anyway, i found it very characteristic of my feelings from 9-11. I had also just watched this film and therefore it was still new in my mind. The second scene is the final scene of the movie, where this guy is being taken to jail and there is a fade into what his life could be if he were to run from the punishment of his actions. That story scene is beautiful in it’s own way. Needless to say Mary hated this movie.

After we were to watch these movies we where to walk down to the baton rouge river and watch the sun rise. On our way back we would stop at the bakery for some breakfast and then we would retire to her apartment and take a nap.

We would then head to my Grandmother’s house and have a picknic next to the river there. I showed her around in the woods. Then we ate supper with my parents, and all the awkwardness that entails due to our relationship’s brief existence. You might ask, “After only one month of knowing each other you invite her to meet your parents?” and i would say, “Yes.” You don’t really know my parents, and due to time constraints I felt as though certain things should be followed via the emotional core of my being and not the rational logical side of my brain. My rational side has me taking Metaphysics.

My rational side doesn’t like me.

We would then retire to Mary’s house in BR where we would actually begin (or maybe end? not exactly sure.) season 2 of six feet under.

Plans Fail. 😉

We only watched Waking Life, 25th hour, and The Seventh Seal. I couldn’t get big fish to run on my laptop. We did go to my parent’s land in Bancker, but it was later then we planned, because we napped for way to long. We did not see the sun rise because of the above excuse. We did not get to the bakery because of the above excuse.

In the end, Our general rule about plans is as follows: Work hard to figure them out, and add intricate careful details to make them unique. Then blunder through them with the carefree lackadaisical attitude associated with life, this way we can qualify as careless and yet methodical. How many times have we planned to watch movies and failed in that aspect.

Roshomon and Wild strawberries are good movies i hear.
Continue reading “Six Feet Under… insane rant….”

Glenn Miller’s “In the Mood,” Edward R. Murrow’s wartime broadcasts from London and Nirvana’s seminal grunge rock album Nevermind are recognized as important recordings by the Library of Congress. -NPR.org

Glenn Miller’s “In the Mood” is so old to be added just now. Specially since Nirvana is added. Could we say Nirvana created an artistic work? “In the Mood” is recognized as an important song from jazz, and one of Glenn Miller’s better recognized.

i’m bored… playing text message tag with Mary…

i have a lot of stuff i need to do, just not a lot of material to do them with…

So there i am sitting on the corner of rex and St. Mary with Trey talking about philosophical matters when i see Scnaars and Graden heading down the street. As they get closer i see them cut off into the parking lot of follets and lose them. Apparently they did not see me. Apparently they didn’t even walk to the corner of Rex street, but fine i’m a better man. I ate lunch with Trey.

In other news about individuals who are my friends… 😉

HLF and I watched a movie yesterday called Infernal Affairs. It was a very interesting film. It was the jappanese interpretation of a cop drama. It was a very beautifully told story. The story follows two characters through their life. And there is this symetry of storytelling that holds very well. During the tale there were two spies in both camps, the police force and the triad gang. They worked off of each other during the breadth of the storyline in a very symmetrical fashion.

HLF and I got into a discussion about movie imports and how we tend to get branded version of movies.

My idea is that the movie industry of america filters out the various movies we recieve from other countries, at least in respect to popular films.
Brief generalization
1) Britain crime flicks (shifting scenes, rapid cuts, etc.)
—-Any Guy Richie film
—-Millions
2) British comedy films
—-Monty Python of course
—-Full Monty
3) China Martial Arts Films
—-Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon
—-Hero
—-Kung fu hustle
4) Jappanese Anime (this is the only category that is completly original to this coutnry)
—-I can list tons, but i’m sure you recognize anime for anime.

Anyways my point is that if you don’t search for films of another country, this is the products your going to recieve from the basic filter.

My argument is weak, but i’m thinking i can take it further to suggest that we are imprinting stereotypical images onto other cultures. If you are from china, you must know martial arts right? If your british you should be funny eh?

I wonder how many people believe these unconsciously. Who knows i might be completely off base here.

I am absoleutly positive about this though, every culture approaches art in a different manner.

Infernal affairs is playing at bayou bijou and i think HLF wants to go see it tomorrow night.. i think i will join him… it looks interesting… (leave a comment when you want to meet HLF)

I will see Sin City Wednesday or Friday with Trey. Either is fine for me.

I saw Steamboy and Millions in New York. Both were horribly dissappointing as to what they could be. Millions was a better movie then Steamboy in film quality.

Steamboy, from the director of akira. Imagine Akira set in the past during the scientific revolution of the steam engine and all the possible advances from that. Then imagine that you can create a nuclear bomb from steam. (or something similar) Add bad dialogue. add pathetic ideological intrigue… and you have the movie… Absoluetly gorgeous though.

Millions is movie about a child who gets access to millions of dollars of currency that he has to spend before they become worthless. You see it occurs in britain and the pound is being subplanted for the Euro. They are transfering the funds over and on the way to getting burned a bag of a million or so pounds falls off the train into the child’s hands. SO! Since he can see Saints (beautiful part of the film and yet it also gives rise to the ethical dillemma in my head with alligning right with divine good) all around him he attempts to help everyone out who he can. Donating money to mormons, homeless peoples, and even digging some wells in an african town that needs water due to a drought.

Of course a child spending all this money attracts attention. There is intrigue and even this kewl crime flick part. Overall though the content was weak and the story was a little difficult to take. The good things about the movie is that there were parts very schnazzy edited scenes, and the music was enjoyable. It was fast paced and i was not bored in the least. In the end though the movie was just not written well as a story. Dialogue was fine, but story sucked ass. I did enjoy the Saints, even it if was an appeal to flawed ethical system.
Quick dialogue clip after the child learns that the money isn’t from God but instead from thieves attempting to rob the state.
-Son “Dad its wrong. ”
-Father “Who says it is wrong?”
-Son “GOD!”

oh well i’m stalling… i just don’t want to work anymore on my paper.

i’m home.. and i’m wiped out… so an already stressed sleep cycle was kicked in the balls last night by spring day light savings time. I went to sleep at 1:00 to wake up at 5:00 and noticed i only had around 3 hours of sleep.. On the plane i think of how much i’m going to sleep when i get home before cranking out the last of my paper.

Then i get home. 12:20… or 11:20 if your going by the old time which i prefer… i begin pecking away at the keyboard reworking 75% of my first five pages and notice it is 3:32.. 2:32 and i’m falling asleep at the keyboard. so i come on here to attempt to wake up….

this is not good. I can’t explain Lakoff in an objective fashion. He uses such biased rhetoric in his writing it is so fucking annoying.

It is funny, i never thought i’d see a scientist who appears to be so angry at the non-scientific academic community for making claims that he believes are unsupported and then goes on a gallavanting run about how bad they are as individuals… it is also sad by the way.

The alcohol issue has been solved. I was thinking over my image last night and running the issues i had with stating my abstinence from social drinking, when it hit me that i was dichotomizing a situation that wasn’t exactly a true dichotomy.

There are two responses to the statement, “I don’t drink.” The first is of course the moral issues inherent, BUT the second possible interpretation is that i’m a drunk abstaining for the health of my current relationship. See one exudes nerd/control freak tendencies while the second exudes awesome dark mysterious side. When people ask me if i would like a drink, i will reply, “I really shouldn’t… no honestly…” and then have a slight twinge of fear as though i’m remembering the distant calls of tijuana with tequilla breath and dirt and sand on my face as i attempt to remember where exactly i am.

Of course at this moment my cohort in this cherade will pipe in and make eye contact with the person offering the drink and using pure body language demonstrate exactly how important it is to keep tijuana a distant memory and not more up to date.

I remember doing something similar with a friend of mine called Lucas. When we walked into Cafe Cottage and played chess there would always be the passing interests of others in our game, and this often included intrusive self-invites against the winner of the game. After I kicked Lucas’ ass in chess i would have to play some unknown skill level. At the begining of every match they would ask my skill level, and i always mentioned that i was fairly new to the game. This wasn’t exactly the most honest answer, but in order to save face it was necessary at the time due to my lack of skill. I would often get beaten and they would move on. Lucas found it hillarious that i lied on a constant basis with a straight face, and due to Lucas’ nature this meant trouble for me. He wanted in on the lie. After several attempts of dissuading Lucas from joining in he began his own lie. I would say, “i’m fairly new to this game.” and he would chime in, “Yeah, he learned chess about the time i had my accident.” No one usually cought on except one really annoying kid.

After bringing up the accident, the obvious question is what was the accident. and to this Lucas would respond, “It happen about a year ago friend… my name is john steel, i’m an ex-navy seal.” Well at this point the whole charade was busted. Not to mention the guy i’m playing against is completly confused. Lucas wasn’t a young man, but to be an ex-navy seal with a stupid name like John steel is to bring too much attention to the whole situation.

Lucas also stated we overanalysed our social situations too much. It was always fun to fuck with people’s heads as they sat there. They never truely knew the truth behind our statements.

We were assholes come to think of it. ah well..

i’m not the biggest fan of the substance.. as most of my friends can attest i don’t drink a lot.. in fact i drink rarely if at all..

this comes as a problem at parties when everyone is drinking and i am … not…

but i have methods… devices i use… i’m a common modern day batman in the social situation with comments ranging from, “but i’d rather not right now…” to “well you see i’m driving home tonight…” even including the devious, “Mary has a much sharper pallet then i and therefore can appretiate it a lot more…”

To be frank, they always sound weak and childish at the time. Perhaps batman is a bad comparrison. Robin might be better. I do so wish i were batman.

I have discovered a liar in my midst. Mary has “claimed” to be a fancier of peter jackson’s films, but this is but a lie. She hates… nay detestes the films on the front of it. She has the images of what the books are, and apparently can’t wrap her head around peter jackson’s interpretations.

They are interpretations, of course. More like works inspired by tolkien’s novels. They are not in fact close to the works themselves. Where there was fantasy and heroism, there is now shock antics and melodrama. Is this all together bad?

I say nay friend. In the end, i love Lord of the Rings as a book. If it were to have been made into a movie, i’d have died from sheer impact as the information was lobbed at my head. The books were so fucking dense with material, if there wasn’t the hyped up suspense i’d probably have fallen asleep. (Star Wars episode One anyone?, come on you spend the whole movie snoring until the pod racing… then snore snore snore.. lightsaber dual… snore snore snore…. or maybe that was just me and trey)

I digress. The last two days have been hell. I’ve been scrambling putting my thoughts on paper. Two drafts of my paper were trashed, six pages and four pages respectively. I know what i’m arguing, it is just expressing it such that it doesn’t come off canned and rehearsed. Not to mention logical. the arguments are not the most logical i’ve ever created. I’m having problems organizing my thoughts because this might be the last paper i do for a bit. i kind of feel giddy about the notion of never writing a paper again. is that wrong?

I do not know.

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Hello friends and family. I know long time since i last posted. I’m in New York, well technically new jersey. I’ve had a really fun time since i’ve been up here and i’ve worked a great deal on my paper. things i plan on doing tomorrow:
– Ashes and Snow
– MoCCA
—-Museum of Comics and Cartoon Art
– Dali art exhibit
– Visit the discount bookstore again because i really want to pick something up this time.
– Cotton Club
– 2 other unnamed jazz performances hopefully.
– finish watching the lord of the rings trilogy extended version.

and there you have it.. thats all i have planned right now…

i’m dissappointed in google maps… it doesn’t appear to do directions very well, or even at all… so mapquest will remain my warm blanket for now… remember mapquest for all your mapping needs… do you need a map to wrap your young child in? or how about a map to find your keys? or how about a map to help you with your homework? mapquest is the place to go.. www.mapquest.com… i always use mapquest…*

Sin City opens friday. They have been advertising the hell out of the movie lately. I saw steamboy last night. It is a movie made very much in the vein of Akira, except with bad dialogue and bad subject matter. Beautiful film though. I experienced a miracle. Mary and I went wandering around to different jewerly shops last saturday and we ate at a restaurant called Miracle. The mircale nachos sucked. The miracle lemonade reeked. The miracle steak was expensive, but ok. See a trend? Mary got the miracle quesadillas… i’m not joking.. they named everything miracle.. and there was a cross on the front of the menu… and on the sign. it was all disturbing.. BUT the place was very well decorated and very well designed. i enjoyed the atmosphere.. and mary was very beautiful.

* The above opinions are not the opinions of the author but instead the opinions of the paid advertiser. If location problems still persist after consulting mapquest, please see a psychologist. Warning: Mapquest has been known to have serious side reactions like paper cuts, physical dislocation, illusions of parrots speaking, vaginal bleeding, urinal discomfort, oily discharge, and more. Consult a physician if you experience any of the above reactions.

Friday is the begining of my last “visit” to NYC. The next time i see the dirty streets and the grime filled subways it will be my home. Will it honestly be my home though? Who knows.

I realized i probably won’t apply to CUNY for the Fall semester… more then likely the Spring semester. Why you might ask? First off the deadline for filing for Financial Aid has passed. Secondly i keep reviewing over the paper i’m considering turning in and i feel like my metaphysics paper would be better. Third i want to make sure i pass this semester and graduate. Fourth i want a break. I think i need a break. Fifth but last and least important is monetarily speaking it would be wise. Sixth I can redo my GRE during the summer and see if i can bring up my already lagging scores. Seventh God came to me in a dream and said that if i went to CUNY next semester he would kill a kitten, unfortunatly that didn’t really persuade me because i hate kittens and i know God didn’t exist.

So yeah. Metaphysics. Need to work on that baby.

I think i may have figured out my objection to the book and arguments put forth by the book. I just have to figure out how to work it out in my mind. To begin, i think my primary function of disproving the book is to deny a major premise running through the book. In several points he offers this argument:
P1 Human mathematics is the mathematics of the Humans can concieve of.
P2 Humans’ knowledge can only be derived from scientific understanding.
C1 Human mathematics is only understood through scientific understanding.
I know this might be simplified but i’m on a blog and i’m working this out with my mind.