Got up at 0600. Showered and out of the door by 0622. It was about even between permanent night and transcient dawn. None of the reported rain. Fog swept in and had eaten up everything. The neighborhood is quiet, save the trucks and early commuter traffic.
I got to walking. Not much in the way of sidewalks here. Too hilly, too old development suburban. Vines and sheer front yard edges. Wet rotting piles of leaves tracked from the curb into the street. Parked cars sat in them.
Class was yesterday. Only two others showed up. Of course only one student has been there all five classes. Seems odd to me: we only have ten classes. Missing one is basically throwing 25 bucks away.
[Warning: Spoilers]
So I'm a big fan of Scorsese. He brings so much to film: as a filmmaker, as a director of actors, as a cinephile. To watch his career is to get an education on the history of cinema. His movies drip with the touches of DeSica, Hawks, Ford, Ozu and countless others. Moreso Scorsese is impressive because of his indifference to scholarly groupthink. His documentary A Personal Journey through American Cinema with Martin Scorses begins not with any Citize
Some things are starting to come back to me.
I had a different Art AP teacher my Sophomore and Junior years in HS than I did my Senior. That first teacher, Mr B, retired and went off to his house near the lake with his daughter and daughter. Of course Mr B did come back once in a while. He was friends with the other art teachers.
Senior year I saw him. He smirked and said "You're an asshole. But you're a talented asshole- and I respect that."
What a dick.
Everyone here's a smart kid.
You shrug, "I'm not that smart."
And you have a gift.
"Eh. I guess."
Why am I in at work at 6:50 in the morning on a Friday with no deadlines? Is it because I had to leave work for 2.5 hours yesterday afternoon to wait around for a Comcast tech who DID NOT COME?
Yes!
Today, In the Lab
Me: "A dolphin goes: 'Ort! Ort! Or- waitaminute. That's more of an otter. A dolphin really goes 'Eek! Eek! Eek!' A Manatee goes: 'Uhhh... I'm so fat! Where are my fat jeans?!?"
J: "C, don't you miss working in your office?"
C: "I don't get entertained when I sit up there."
Yesterday
I just saw the most important movie of the year and I think everyone should go see it.
It describes a cabal of oligarchs who, in a bid to maintain their grip on institutions have set up a tribunal with no transparency. They cast down judgment with no other recourse but the same institution. They provide no material of charge to the defendant and instead hide behind a curtain of noble and pure intentions.
nizo was prophetic in seeing the week I've been having. So I'm working on my condo, right? And I got me a nice runner to go through from my front door in my living room to my dining room (the major path of traffic in my place). Real deal. Got it from LL Bean. I ordered it last week and thought it would arrive this week Tuesday (after the holiday). How fucking wrong I was.
Monday
Caught a Bad One
Grime is dead, you can read about it in the news. Old, lying folded up in a suitcase at the side of the road. Only headless screams in memory telling of what tragedy happened here. I haven't come here to bury Grime. But I haven't come to say its eulogy either. The story I'm interested in is the one that seems to matter least: everything that existed outsid
IF I HAD A MINE SHAFT, I don't think I would just abandon it. There's got to be a better way. -- Jack Handley, The New Mexican, 1988.