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May 27, 2005

Pictures I Took During The Trip To Houston

Filed under: Uncategorized — horselover_fat @ 12:17 am

These pictures were taken right after the concert. I wanted to take pictures during the actual concert, but the security guards were some assholes, and I didn’t think they’d let me take a camera inside. From left: Melissa, Trey, and David.

Someone should ask David where my hand was in this picture. Oh, and I’m the one on the left.

And judging by Trey’s expression, I think we can pretty well guess where Melissa’s hand is in this one.

At least all hands are accounted for here.

It seems that we are driving up a very steep mountain in this picture.

Work it, bay-bee! Work it! Love the camera as much as it loves you!

I told you the signs were confusing.

And we made it safely back to the hotel. Time for some much needed rest. Oh, and a wormhole just happened to open up behind Trey.

David decided to do a little weightlifting before going to sleep.

We had a stunning view of the interstate in all it’s vehicular glory from our balcony.

I’m not complaining though. It was a nice hotel. Here’s a picture of the atrium. We were five floors up.

It also had this faux-Japanese garden thingie, which looked real nice. Too bad you can’t see it very clearly in this picture.

The next morning, Trey challenged me to a duel to see who was quicker on the draw with thier camera…I won.

David, also the next morning, just out of the shower. I tried to catch him unaware, but he was prepared and well-equipped with all anyone ever needs: a towel.

This is us leaving the hotel. I’m trying to think of something cute to say here, but I got nothing. It’s just us leaving the hotel.

This is Reliant stadium. Home of the NFL’s newest franchise, the Houston Texans. It is one of the newest and most luxurious sporting arenas around. It was very expensive. And in our own small way, my travelling companions and I helped pay for it.

This is us arriving at the airport. It was at this point that I decided I really didn’t like airports at all. It was also at this point that I decided this would be a good time and place to throw up.

The Brothers Bennett, giants among men. And payphones.

‘Nuff Said.

Ron.

May 25, 2005

Nine Inch Nails Concert, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — horselover_fat @ 9:46 pm

Dilemma: how do you go about describing an event in a journal when three of the four and one half people who actually read said journal was at said event with you? Do you try to describe the event? Well, they were there too. Do you share what you think about it? Chances are you told them directly afterward, then it becomes redundant.

So I’ll keep this kind of short and just hit a few random points, for the other, um, one and a half members of my readership:

For starters, I really enjoyed the concert (and trip as a whole). There was some good and some bad, but the good outweighed the bad by far. I’ll start with the bad to get it out of the way.

The “Bad”:

The trip to the concert was pretty rough. We had spotty directions, the signs were confusing, the roads were in bad shape and seemed to be under a constant state of construction. Mel did all the heavy lifting (driving that is) through all this and managed to get us there and somehow keep her sanity. Trey and David helped to navigate as well as they could. I just stayed out of the way.

The concert felt too short. Yeah, we missed the opening act and the very, very start of the show. But it was “pinion/terrible lie”, I can live with that. Still, time flew and before you knew it, show was over. I guess that means it was a good show. Maybe I’m being greedy, but I was hoping that, by chance, Trent Reznor would have picked this particular show to perform his entire catalogue. From start to finish. Y’know, for his special fans. Maybe I’m just being greedy…

I wish he would have played some or all of the following songs from the new album: Only, Getting Smaller, Everyday is Exactly the Same, Right Where It Belongs, and Beside You in Time. At least he did The Line Begins to Blur. And Awitha_Teetha, which has become one of my favorites. Sounds great live too, which is a good thing. And he didn’t sing the Collector, which is also a good thing.

I have only one thing to say to the large number of people who had thier camera phones out most of the time: stop it, please stop.

I knew what to expect. I knew too much of what to expect. Guess that’s my fault, what with all the bootlegs I heard and smuggled footage I saw. But being overly familiar with the material kind of diminished the wow factor for me, but not by much.

It was hot and crowded.

The “Good”:

It was hot and crowded.

It was loud. It was really freakin’ loud. The floor I stood was shaking. The rail I leaned on was vibrating. You couldn’t hear yourself scream. Hearing these songs on bootlegs through a pair of earphones is one thing, having the sound-waves assault your entire body is totally different. I wish I had a stereo and speakers that could put out a tenth of that volume. Of course then I’d be evicted.

Since it was a small venue, we had a good clear view of the band and Trent. And there is a lot more of him to see these days. We could see the guitarist (“Twiggy”) go all spastic. We could all the tripping, stumbling, and throwing things. And probably best of all, we got to see Trent rock the tambourine.

Did I mention it was loud?

Pretty much every song in the setlist was a good song, with few “duds”. Still wish he would have played more though.

It was a NIN concert. That, in and of itself, makes it good.

And it was loud.

Aside from the concert. I enjoyed the trip there and back, even though Houston sucks. It was great just riding and talking and laughing with friends. And the inevitable semantic arguments between Trey and David are always highly entertaining. It was good to meet Melissa for real this time. She’s a pretty cool person and it’s too bad I’m just meeting her right before she’s going to be moving off (seems to be a trend lately). I don’t get out often enough and for me this was a big thing, more than just a concert.

Just want to say again: “Thanks, I had fun”.

Ron.

Best of Luck to David

Filed under: Uncategorized — horselover_fat @ 8:01 pm

So David left for New York today. Should be there by now. And I gotta admit, it was kind of depressing. More than I thought it would be. I can only imagine how hard it is/was for Trey and thier parents.

The page turns, a new chapter begins, and with change comes new opportunities.

To David, I say:

Keep in touch. Try to visit often. And best of luck.

Good hanging out with you man, hope to do it again sometime.

Ron.

Hallucinate Desegregate Mediate Alleviate

Filed under: Uncategorized — horselover_fat @ 7:19 pm

I wanted to make an entry about how I spent the last couple of days. And I’ll get around to that in time. But when I got in the internet, I saw a “headline” that just bugged the hell out of me, so I’ll tackle that first.

First, I’ve got to know, how many INXS fans out there, past or present? Show of hands?

Not too many, I may be the only one with a raised arm. Well here’s the deal for me:

When I was younger, I considered myself a fan of INXS. Maybe not the biggest fan, but enough. I had a couple of their CD’s which, for me, indicates a strong interest. And it always pissed me off when a radio station would stop “Need You Tonight” before the “mediate” addendum(*). And I still think “Listen Like Thieves ” is a really cool album (love the song “Questions”).

Then Mike Huthcens died. And I no longer have any of thier CDs. And I have no plans of ever getting them again. I think if I were just being introduced to thier music right now, I wouldn’t think too much of it. I’d probably think of them as a fabricated band whose commercial succes belies thier mediocre talent, kind of like the modern day “Linkin Park”.

That having been said, I was a fan at one time, and no matter what I may think of them now, I still give them some respect for the role that had while I was forming my musical tastes.

So on some basic level this really pisses me off.

“Reality television” can bite my fucking ass and go to hell.

Ron. (I mean, come on, Dave Navarro??)

(*)Hence the title of this entry, for thos of you who don’t know.

May 22, 2005

Nine Inch Nails Concert, 1994

Filed under: Uncategorized — horselover_fat @ 1:29 am

Well, the NIN concert is coming up in just a couple more days. I thought I’d share the story of the first NIN concert I went to. Not much of a story, really, but there is drama, suspense, and plenty of pathos. This would have been in 1994, the year The Downward Spiral was released. At the time I was a student at (then) USL. Wasn’t really much of a student though, but I’ll get into that later. It was my second (and final) semester there, and it was right around the time of finals. I think the actual date of the concert, according to the internet, was something like May 5th. Also, I’m pretty sure NIN was the first concert I went to, but I may have actually seen Pink Floyd before then. I get a little confused. So that’s the background information, let me get on with the story already.

Oh, by the way, I’m supposed to be going with Trey, and we each have two tickets. And Trey is driving.

So I get a call from Trey earlier in the day (or I call him, I forget) and he tells me he has bad news. We can’t go; he’s having car trouble. It won’t even start or something [Remember the escort, Trey?]. There is no way in hell I’m not going to this concert. Let me think of something, I’ll get back to you.

Of course, there are very few people that I have to “fall back on”, like almost zero. And of course, I have to go take a final exam which is going to consume at least two hours of time that I could be using to search for a ride. I don’t remember which class the final was for, but I’m guessing that if I was even bothering with it, then I must have had a chance of at least salvaging a passing grade for the semester.

“Fuck the test, I’ll probably fail anyway”.

I had a roommate at the beginning of the semester named Boznik, or something. He was from New Jersey, and he was my roommate for one week. Then he had to switch to a different room, because the roommate I had the previous semester wanted to room with me again. I didn’t really see or speak to Boznik for the whole semester other than the passing “hello”. But he was one of the few people I knew who had a dependable car and was free that evening.

So I spent most of the day ‘working on him’. He was offered Trey’s extra ticket in exchange for a ride to New Orleans, even though he really needed to study. After all, he did have a final the next day. So did I. But he decided he would go at pretty much the last minute. It was now late afternoon, the concert started at 8:00, and we had two stops to make first. We’d be very pressed for time.

The first stop we had to make was in Abbeville. To pick up, ahem, an ex-girlfriend of mine. I’m not going to mention her name her because, well, I just don’t fucking want to. I’ll simply refer to her as “the ex-girlfriend”, or “TEG”. Because after all, no Nine Inch Nails concert would be complete without bringing along your freaking ex-girlfriend, right?

Here’s why I asked Teg to come to the concert with us: When I first bought tickets, I got two just in case I wanted to ask someone to come with me. The concert was a whole two months away, and I figured in all that time, I might find someone who would want to go with me. No such luck. And this was before Ebay, so I was going to be stuck with an extra ticket. So then I got the bright idea of asking Teg. Even though I don’t think I had spoken to her in well over a year. I knew she liked NIN, and I wanted to share the experience with a fellow fan. That was all. No ulterior motives.

So we pick up Teg in Abbeville and next we have to pick up Trey in Henry. Slight problem. I’m not exactly sure where in Henry. He hadn’t been living there very long and I had only been there a couple times. Trey would always drive and I never paid attention to directions or landmarks or anything. I don’t know if you’ve ever made the drive from Abbeville to Henry, but landmarks are few and far between. And I never really paid attention, probably too busy reading while he was driving.

So I call him from Teg’s house and get directions. Boy, are we really pressed for time. We set out for Henry armed with Trey’s directions, my vague recollections of how to get there, and Teg’s helpful advice (like: “you don’t know anything Ronnie. Why don’t you pay more attention?”). But we get there, eventually, with only a couple of missed turns. Now we have to make it from Henry to New Orleans by 8:00 and it’s already almost six.

Boznik drove straight there, speeding most of the way. No time for stops, no time for anything. And we get there just in time. Well actually, not just in time, cause we’re standing in line while the opening act is playing. We can hear them from outside. (Incidentally, the concert was at Lowes Theatre and the opening act was Marilyn Manson). But that’s Okay, cause we’re not here to see the opening act. We’re here to see Nine Inch fucking Nails.

Some discussion about who’s going to sit where. Trey’s extra ticket is for a seat in a different section than the other three seats. Boznik takes that seat. I wind up sitting next to Trey, and Teg is directly in front of me.

A brief description of the actual performance: we’re sitting in the third balcony (or maybe it’s the second). Way up. There are waves of people in front of and below us. I watch as a sea of dimly lit heads sway with the music, like some gigantic organism. The number of people in attendance seems staggering to me. We are so far from the stage. The band members look like specks from here. Which one is Trent? I think he’s the one in the front and center, no top right. Over there. He’s got to be the one moving around the most. No, that’s just the guitarist. I remember smoke, lots of smoke. And lights. Flickering strobe lights. They’re scarcely used during the performance, but near the end (during “gave up”?) they are going like crazy, almost blinding.

I don’t remember much from the concert now. Just vague images. To this day, I only remember two things. These are the things that stand out the most to me: it was loud and it was awesome.

We had less of an ordeal after the concert than before. Other than it was pretty late. And I had to pry Teg away from some guys she was flirting with. This was after she spent the whole concert flirting with the guy sitting next to her. And she pretty much spent the whole ride back flirting with Boznik. It was really getting annoying. And it was late.

After the trip from New Orleans to Abbeville to Henry and finally Lafayette, it had to be at least 3 or 4 in the morning. And I still had the other final to worry about.

I didn’t even bother to take that one, either.

So, that’s it. Told you it wasn’t much of a story. Maybe if Trey remembers anything I might have gotten wrong he can correct me.

Ron. (Boy, did I do some stupid things when I was younger)

May 20, 2005

Just Another Day at the Office

Filed under: Uncategorized — horselover_fat @ 5:17 am

Well it’s five o’clock. Just getting home and I am wiped out. Again. This working late shit is getting old. I just have this to say:

Recently we(*) implemented some changes in the office designed, I can only guess, to decrease service as well as minimize efficiency and productivity.

In that regards, we have succeeded beyond our wildest expectations.

(*)By “we”, I mean “they”.

Ron.

May 19, 2005

“That Survey”

Filed under: Uncategorized — horselover_fat @ 5:46 am

1. First grade teacher’s name: Don’t remember. Second grade teacher’s name was Kay Holloway, but can’t remember first grade teacher’s name.

2. Last person you kissed: I kissed my children good night when they came to visit. Does that count?

3. Last word you said: “–you.”

4. Last song you sang: A few lines of “The Great Below”, if you count what I do as “singing”.

5. Last person you hugged: A co-worker. She just graduated and is moving/has moved to another state.

6. Last thing you laughed at: Can’t remember at the moment.

8. What’s in your CD player: Classic Queen. You get me the one time I don’t have NIN playing.

9. What socks are you wearing: My own.

10. What’s under your bed: Not really sure, don’t want to find out anytime soon.

12. Current taste: Chicken nuggets.

13. Current hair style: Very short (got haircut yesterday). Although to refer to it as a “style” is really being quite generous.

14. Current clothes: Jeans, shoes, no shirt (Hey, I just got off work, I’m trying to relax. Usually I’d be pants-less).

15. Current Job: I count money for the largest company in the known universe.

16. Current longing: Rest for my weary soul. And peace of mind. And love. But I’d settle for a new playstation.

17. Current desktop picture: That ugly light blue that windows starts you off with–being that I just formatted my computer.

18. Current worry: That I will not get financial aid for school.

19. Current hate: My job is the first thing that comes to mind. But it wouldn’t be too hard to come up with others.

20. Story behind your username: A coterie of religious seekers forms to explore the revelatory visions of one Horselover Fat; a semi-autobiographical dialogue of PKD. The groups hermeneutical research leads to a rock musician’s estate where they confront the Messiah: a two-year old named Sophia. She confirms their suspicions that an ancient, mechanical intelligence orbiting the earth has been guiding their discoveries.
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21. Current favorite article of clothing: My “pwned” t-shirt

22. Favorite physical feature(s) of the opposite sex: The part of the neck that meets up with the shoulders and collarbone. And others…

23. Last CD that you bought: Why that would be NIN’s “With Teeth”. What a dumb question.

24. Favorite place to be: 1)Asleep or (a close second) 2)the Park

25. Least favorite place: Work.

26. Time you wake up in the morning: Morning? Ha! Try 2 or 3 p.m. buddy.

27. If you could play a new instrument, what would it be?: Guitar, electric or acoustic, doesn’t matter.

29. Current favorite word/saying: “Actually”

30. Favorite books: A coterie of religious seekers forms to explore the revelatory visions of one Horselover Fat; a semi-autobiographical dialogue of PKD. The groups hermeneutical research leads to a rock musician’s estate where they confront the Messiah: a two-year old named Sophia. She confirms their suspicions that an ancient, mechanical intelligence orbiting the earth has been guiding their discoveries.

31. Favorite Movies: “Sex, Lies, and Videotape” always tops my list. I would add to that: Seven, Requiem for a Dream, 2001. There are others of course.

32. Favorite Songs: Do we really have time for this right now? A lot of songs by Nine Inch Nails, a lot of songs by Tool, a lot of songs by Pearl Jam, a lot of songs by a whole lot of other people…

34. One person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: Kim…no Clark…no Tan…no–Me! I’d kick his/my ass.

35. Favorite day: I’d have to go with my day(s) off from work for now, but during football season, it’s definitely Sunday.

36. Where do you want to go: Rome and Greece. Then Japan.

37. What is your career going to be: I was hoping you could tell me.

38. Enough to support a family someday? These questions are depressing.

39. What kind of car will you have: A solar powered hovercraft. Waitaminute, how far in the future are we talking about?

41. A random lyric: “All the spoils of a wasted life, all of this for you”.

DESCRIBE…

47. Your heritage: Well, my name is Irish. And I have some Native American ancestors. And some other stuff…hell if I know, I’m just another white guy.

48. The shoes you wore today: Some worn out New Balance jogging shoes. Cause they’re so comfortable.

49. Your hair: It’s short and brown with a gray(? I think) spot in the back and the occasional strand of reddish hair (on account of my Irish-ness).

50. Your weakness: I have often had trouble delaying gratification (That’s not what I mean, get your head out of the gutters).

51. Your fears: Well, most of them have come to pass, so I don’t know what else is left.

53. Your most recent secret: I don’t think I’ve had any recent secrets. Well, wait, there was that one time…

54. Your thoughts first waking up: 1) I can hit snooze for the next two hours (sadly, I’m not kidding) followed by 2)must…have…nicotine.

55. The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: That they almost all share a common disinterest in me.

56. Your bedtime: somewhere in the neighborhood of 6 a.m.

57. Your most missed companion: Clark.

58. Your perfect pizza: It’s all good. But pizza doesn’t agree with me much anymore.

59. Sweet and Chewy or Salty and Crunchy: Sweet and chewy.

60. Single or group dates: single, I guess. What’s a date?

61. Dogs or Cats: Neither at the moment nor in the forseeable future. But I’d have to say cats are easier to maintain and dogs are more fun to play with, so it’s a toss-up.

62. Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Nestea, only cause it’s convenient.

63. Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate.

64. Cappuccino or Drip: I have no idea what you are talking about.

65. Smoke: Is that an imperative statement? Because I don’t see a question mark. Are you telling me to go smoke. Okay, I will just to take a break from this long-ass survey

66. Curse: Is that another imperative? Okay: “Goddamn motherfucking sonofabitch”.

67. Sing: Now you want me to sing? No, I won’t do it. I’m not your monkey.

68. Take a shower everyday: I actually do, usually.

69. Have a crush: No. Yes. No. Well, maybe. But I’ve gotten over it. Or at least I’m working on it.

71. Think you’ve been in love: Yes.

72. Want to go to college: That’s the plan.

73. Want more than what you’ve got: Not really.

74. Want to get married: Been there, done that. Next question.

75. Type w/ your fingers on the right keys: Mostly it’s a hybrid of home keys and hunt and peck.

76. Think you’re attractive: Sometimes a little, and often not too much.

77. Think you’re a health freak: Although I try to live a somewhat healthy lifestyle, I am way to lax in my execution to be labeled a “freak”, I mean I smoke for crying out loud.

78. Get along with your parents: Well enough.

79. Play an instrument: Can’t. Wish I could. But can’t.

So there you go. The survey on Mary’s blog only had 79 questions, and David’s had 100. I, of course, went with the shorter one. I may do the last 21 questions later on, but they seem kinda redundant/pointless.

Ron.

Format C:

Filed under: Uncategorized — horselover_fat @ 4:39 am

Well I haven’t made any entries for the past few days. I’ve been busy. For starters, Monday I met with David and Mary. Finally got to meet her all for-real and official-like. Then I went home and watched a movie. Then I passed out (I had been up since the previous day) and slept for about 16 hours.

My big task for Tuesday was to format my computer (hence the title of this entry). It was way overdue. I think this is the third time I’ve formatted my current computer, and it went pretty smoothly this time. Only thing I haven’t been able to do is get all my email back into outlook express. And they sure don’t make it easy for you. I think it involves lamb’s entrails and tea leaves. And dbx files. I only have one of those three things at my disposal, so I haven’t had any luck yet.

Anyway, that’s my excuse for not putting anything here. I want to make at least one “real” entry when I have a couple of days off. But wasn’t able to do that this time around. So what I’m going to do is fill out “that survey” and let that pass for my “real entry” for the week.

Plus, I just got home from work, it’s 4:30 in the morning, and I think I’d have a hard time creating a coherent thought.

Ron. (Goes to fill out survey)

May 13, 2005

So here’s a couple of links I would like to share.

Filed under: Uncategorized — horselover_fat @ 4:33 am

I’m still moving in here and I haven’t quite got everything unpacked yet. But I’m ready to start “decorating” a little. I’ll start with a couple of links I want to add to the site. Well, actually, Trey will be adding them for me I guess when he good and well pleases. So for now, I’ll just post them here till he can get around to it.

First up is Digital Priest. Actually, I don’t think its called “Digital Priest” anymore; I believe the official name is now “Grace Phonogram Entertainment”. The layout and the host of this site seems to change every few months so who know. I’ll still call it digital priest cause a) that’s what I’m used too and b) it’s a sounds cooler.

Anyway, this is the website of Christopher J. Priest. “Who is Christopher J. Priest?” you may ask. Simple answer is just some guy that writes comics. At least that’s how I came accross him. In addition to that, he writes prose, manages and produces musicians, and builds website. Probably some other stuff. Oh, and he’s an ordained minister or something. And sometimes bus driver.

What I like most about the site are his articles. Good stuff. Mr. Priest is a smart man that covers a range of topics (race, politics, religion, star trek…). He’s also funny (think “Letterman-funny”, not “Leno-funny”). But yeah, good stuff. I really like his articles. Check them out yourself when you have time (they can be pretty long). It’s also cool (for us comic books fans) to hear some of his behind ths scenes stories about the industry.

It seems that he quit adding articles to his viewpoint section late last year, and instead has focused more on weblog entries. Still though, the older articles are still worth checking out, even though they are not updated anymore.

Next up is one ot the few websites (beside Happypoet, of course) that I visit everyday: OverClocked ReMix .

The description from the website states:

OverClocked ReMix is a website dedicated to reviving the video and computer game music of yesterday, and reinterpreting that of today, with new technology & capabilities. This site’s mission is to prove that this music is not disposable or merely just background, but is as intricate, innovative, and lasting as any other form.

Basically, it’s a site where you can find remixes of videogame music. Lots of remixes. That in and of itself would be cool enough, but the reason I go there all the time is it has a great discussion comunity. The forums cover just about any topic regarding pop culture (but mostly it’s video games). There are a lot of people there that are smart, funny, and creative. I get all kinds of good stuff from this site. Most of the avatars I come up with are stolen (shamelessly) from the OCR forums. Only drawback to the site, is that most of the users tend to skew toward the younger side. Lot of high school kids, but that’s the price you pay. Also, if you do visit, try to stick to the general discussion forum, as opposed to the unmoderated forum, which is mostly just a cesspool of flames and porn.

So there. That’s it. I’m done. For now.

Ron. (Never knows how to end these things)

May 12, 2005

Waking Life

Filed under: Uncategorized — horselover_fat @ 5:01 am

So anyway, I watch a lot of movies. That’s one of the main things I do with my spare time (when I’m not out getting drunk with philosophers). I get movies from a few different sources: Blockbuster (stores and online), Public Library, or my own collection; and I usually have something new to watch either every day or every other day. I do most of my movie watching after I get home from work, during that void of the night between 2:00 and 5:00 am. I try (usually unsuccessfully) to be asleep before the sun comes up.

So yeah, I watch a lot of movies. Therefore, I’ll probably make a lot of entries about movies I’ve recently seen and what I think of them. That is if there is something about them worth discussing, good or bad (I saw “Punisher” the other day, needless to say I wont be posting anything about that one).

Last night I saw “Waking Life”. Had a couple people tell me what a great movies this is then I came across it at the library. Not sure how I wasn’t aware of this movie before; had I known it was animated I would have seen it ages ago (cause I never outgrew cartoons).

The first thing that struck me about this movie was the animation style. Although I’m not a big fan of the stroboscopic technique (it’s a little too much like cheating), it works in some places. And it works here. Coupled with the wavy backgrounds and changing art styles, it really creates a dream-like environment.

I guess for those of you who haven’t seen it, I should throw out a “spoiler warning”. I’ll be giving away the plot, inasmuch as there is a plot.

This guy is wandering through dreams. Each time he wakes from one dream, he wakes “into” a different dream. Each dream has a different animation style. In each dream the character meets one (or more) people who discuss different philosophical ideas, from the arm-chair variety to the more erudite. I have to admit that, although fascinating at first; as the movie went on, I felt like I was sitting through a marathon of lectures and started to lose interest. About halfway through, my mind started to wander and the “waking into other dreams” theme reminded me of some ideas I’ve had in the past.

An Aside.

I had this idea at one time. Call it a story idea, call it a philosophical idea, call it wishful thinking; whatever, not much difference is there? Anyway, it’s probably not a new idea or an original idea, but here it is:

Say you have this guy. His life isn’t perfect. Matter of fact it’s pretty bad. He’s broke, miserable, alone or whatever. He starts having dreams of himself in a different life. In his dreams, life isn’t so bad. He’s happy, successful…the opposite of his life in the real or “waking” world. Let’s call the the reality of the waking world reality “A” and the reality of the dream world, reality “B”. So he goes to sleep in world A and he wakes up in world B. And to the person in world B, everything that happens in A is a dream (or nightmare). There is a mirror relationship between the two. Which one is the real one and which one’s the dream. The guy in world A begins to hope that he’s the dream, and of course the guy in B wants to be the “real” one. But each one is aware that at anytime, whoever is dreaming whom could just wake up, or start dreaming something else, or even die in his sleep. So…

This has nothing to do with the movie in question, just the way my mind wanders sometimes. And my mind was wandering toward the end of the movie. Until they played the PKD card.

This movie was made infinitely more cool with the inclusion of a Philip K Dick reference, “Flow My Tears, The Policeman Said“. Haven’t read that one (there’s a whooole lot of PKD I haven’t read). But the actual reference was to an essay he had written about the story. In the essay, he brings up ideas that he uses in VALIS (50 AD, the demiurge, punching through time…). It was a fascinating segment.

That’s the thing though, each segment kind of stands on it’s own with hardly any connection to the other segments. And some segments are stronger than others. There’s hardly any kind of narrative flow (other than dream-logic I suppose). No plot Not that that’s a bad thing. Dream-logic can be a good thing, but it kind of gets bogged down in the middle with all the constant lectures.

So did I like it?

Sure I did, I just think it didn’t quite live up to the expectations I had after watching the first few scenes, but it was saved by a strong ending.

Okay, I know I said there was no plot, but there is, and it doesn’t really become evident till the end of the movie…

“Spoiler Warning” again.

Seems that the guy gets hit by a car early on, and the movie is a depiction of his “dying dream” that just seems to go on and on and he can’t wake up from it. Y’know, because he’s dead.

So that’s the end of my rambling, and this is the part where I ask for any other thoughts and ideas. Those of you who have seen this, what did you get out of it? How far off-base or on-target am I? Just curious is all.

Ron.

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