so I've been on vacation for the last ten days....didn't really do anything exciting though. I went and saw a couple of movies-'Adaption,' 'Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers'. They were good. I bought myself 3 DVDs-'AI', 'The Royal Tenenbaums', and 'State and Main'. I liked them all-I ended up watching 'The Royal Tenenbaums' like 5 times. I also rented 'The Slums of Beverly Hills,' which was really good. It kind of had the stink of a coming-of-age story, which I ususally dislike, but this was ok.
Tonight I'm having a party and I will be swapping gifts. I got most of my friends neon signs. They should be pleased.
whoever reads this and wants to come let me know. you're welcome to get drunk at my place. just don't puke on my nice white carpet.
Monday, December 16, 2002
I got a new music disk last week-a Sonic Youth record-it's titled "SYR-1." It's from their Sonic Youth Recordings company which is where they release their more experimental stuff. Anyways, I highly recommend this disk. I spent much of Saturday and Sunday sitting around, trying to play in the style. Came up with some cool stuff, I think. I felt like a real musician :-).
buy what inspires me here .
buy what inspires me here .
I went to go see Star Trek last night with my father. I understand a lot of the gripes people have with it-it is somewhat of a retelling of past Star Trek episodes/movies. I can see Rick Berman (the current head of the Star Trek legacy) going to the script fast food restaurant and telling the kid at the register, pointing to the sign behind him, that he wants one of those Khan burgers, but hold the mayo. But you know what? I think the story is a good one and worth retelling. The only thing I'm kind of disappointed about is that they were so ham fisted in foreshadowing what was going to happen next. It kind of felt like they were treating the audience as complete idiots who were totally unfamiliar with the conventions of Star Trek.
But to be honest I'm going to go see it again. Maybe next weekend.
But to be honest I'm going to go see it again. Maybe next weekend.
Thursday, December 05, 2002
one of the 4 college age people missing is a fellow johnny. find his site at
this site
on a side note, the machine this is hosted on is one of the machines I used during college. Superwarm fuzzies. maple.computing.csbsju.edu is the host.
this site
on a side note, the machine this is hosted on is one of the machines I used during college. Superwarm fuzzies. maple.computing.csbsju.edu is the host.
Wednesday, December 04, 2002
it's been *way* too long since I made an entry here. I've been busy-I went on vacation (just sat around my house, read books, slept) and launched a site for malt-o-meal that helps them spam more effectively. Important shit for the operation of the world.
About that meeting at St Thomas, the people I met with there say I should just apply to law school right now, that I shouldn't waste my time getting another undergraduate. I think I'm going to ignore that. The peace studies program they have sounds interesting so I'm going to at least dabble in that for a while.
About that meeting at St Thomas, the people I met with there say I should just apply to law school right now, that I shouldn't waste my time getting another undergraduate. I think I'm going to ignore that. The peace studies program they have sounds interesting so I'm going to at least dabble in that for a while.
Tuesday, November 19, 2002
an article from the christian science monitor
for all who know, the csm is a very reputable daily news magazine-it's secular, despite it's name.
this article talks about how people are focusing on living rather making a wage. kind of interesting, considering I've got a meeting at St Thomas this evening for getting the whole wheel spinning for some type of post grad stuff ( law school, I've been thinking so far )-I'm going to a meeting about evening classes. They've got a peace studies program so I've been seeing if that would be interesting at all.
Wednesday, November 13, 2002
Monday, November 11, 2002
As bad an idea dating men would be, dating girls is almost as bad. Yesterday I went out with that girl that I met 3 or 4 weeks ago(and commented about on 10/25/02)....didn't have a better time.
While I'm not the most timely person I know, I don't fuck with people's time schedules by like hours. Unlike her. Last night, we had planned to go see '8 Mile' (which was good-kinda like 'Rocky' + 'Purple Rain') and we went to the mall of america. Well, we ended up walking past the T Mobile store and she decides that's a good time to figure out about getting a new phone. Which would be all fine and dandy had I not told her I was planning on eating dinner with my parents....anyway, that took like 45 minutes. By the time we got done with that, we went to the movie theater to buy tickets. Let it be known that we missed the 6 o'clock showing because it was time to check out the phone. Long (part of) the story short, I dropped her off at home and get back to my parents place by 11. Which sucked. I hadn't seen my Dad in 3 weeks since he had gone to Oklahoma for work.
Then again, I'm kind of pissy in general, and if she was more fun to talk to and willing to make out with me at the movie (just kidding-I didn't want to make out with her) I might have liked her more.
While I'm not the most timely person I know, I don't fuck with people's time schedules by like hours. Unlike her. Last night, we had planned to go see '8 Mile' (which was good-kinda like 'Rocky' + 'Purple Rain') and we went to the mall of america. Well, we ended up walking past the T Mobile store and she decides that's a good time to figure out about getting a new phone. Which would be all fine and dandy had I not told her I was planning on eating dinner with my parents....anyway, that took like 45 minutes. By the time we got done with that, we went to the movie theater to buy tickets. Let it be known that we missed the 6 o'clock showing because it was time to check out the phone. Long (part of) the story short, I dropped her off at home and get back to my parents place by 11. Which sucked. I hadn't seen my Dad in 3 weeks since he had gone to Oklahoma for work.
Then again, I'm kind of pissy in general, and if she was more fun to talk to and willing to make out with me at the movie (just kidding-I didn't want to make out with her) I might have liked her more.
Wednesday, November 06, 2002
I hate Norm Coleman SOOOOOO much.
what a pompus ass.
After yesterday( election ) and the day before ( the mondale/coleman debate ) I'm going to start calling him Senator Norm W. Quimby
Norm, because that's what is mother calls him.
W., because he's now a Bush clone.
Quimby, because I used to call him Mayor Quimby, from the Simpsons.
bask in my liberal glory you flag-on-lapel-better-the-tone-in-washington asshole.
what a pompus ass.
After yesterday( election ) and the day before ( the mondale/coleman debate ) I'm going to start calling him Senator Norm W. Quimby
Norm, because that's what is mother calls him.
W., because he's now a Bush clone.
Quimby, because I used to call him Mayor Quimby, from the Simpsons.
bask in my liberal glory you flag-on-lapel-better-the-tone-in-washington asshole.
Friday, November 01, 2002
Last night I went to go see the Donnas. Not bad. I could have jumped around a lot. So that was fun.
But it wouldn't have been a full night if I didn't feel like a dufus at least once-I'm sure I was as annoying as hell to the person I went with-Meghan, so that's stupid zone 1. And then, as I left to go back home and continue the idiocy at home, I ran out of gas in downtown Minneapolis. I sucessfully parked the car on it's last shrudder, then I took out my trusty gas can and wandered around, looking for gas. I ended up going to the gas station on Broadway and Central. Exciting.
so it was a full night for me.
But it wouldn't have been a full night if I didn't feel like a dufus at least once-I'm sure I was as annoying as hell to the person I went with-Meghan, so that's stupid zone 1. And then, as I left to go back home and continue the idiocy at home, I ran out of gas in downtown Minneapolis. I sucessfully parked the car on it's last shrudder, then I took out my trusty gas can and wandered around, looking for gas. I ended up going to the gas station on Broadway and Central. Exciting.
so it was a full night for me.
Wednesday, October 30, 2002
Friday, October 25, 2002
Wellstone!
from salon.com, an article titled 'A Mighty Heart'
This actually really ruins my week. If one could love an elected official one didn't know, Wellstone was loved by me. I feel really fortunite to have seen him a few months ago at my sister's commencement speech.
Oct. 25, 2002 | Win it for Wellstone Our country lost a hero today. Paul Wellstone personified the progressive tradition at its most hopeful and humane. He was a tough but never bitter competitor, a passionate but always pragmatic advocate -- a smart, fearless, dedicated politician who stood up and fought for ordinary people. The sadness of his sudden death, along with his wife, daughter and staff members, is overwhelming.
What a mighty heart Wellstone had. To continue the struggle that defined his commitment, he had surmounted serious illness and was on the verge of winning yet another election that he was expected to lose. Despite a truly vicious campaign against him this year, and even though he started his third Senate campaign as a decided underdog, the Minnesota Democrat was pulling ahead on the day he died.
Ever since his first stunning victory in 1990, the former Carleton College professor has endured relentless attacks by conservative bullies who seemed to think his small stature and earnest demeanor made him an easy target. But those who trifled with the former wrestler learned how mistaken they were to underestimate him. He was the very rare politician who always felt that even at moments of political defeat, there was victory in holding onto principle. During the past decade there was simply no politician of greater integrity in this country.
In a time when Democratic leaders seem to value caution over courage, Wellstone proved that fighting back leads to victory. He risked a vote against the war resolution, knowing that he would do better defending what he really believed. That conviction is his legacy.
He had much to teach the left as well. His patriotism was the profound love of country that emerges as deep, passionate concern for the people and the land. His lack of pretension and his dedication to healing the injuries of class belied the stereotype of the "limousine liberal." File footage running on the networks today showed him being welcomed into the union halls of his state by big, burly men who knew that this liberal intellectual was their best friend.
When nine miners trapped in a hole became a national news story, politicians and pundits suddenly asked a few questions about mine safety. They found Wellstone already there, demanding better funding and exposing the deficiencies in the federal mine safety bureaucracy. Mine safety wasn't a hot issue until that moment, and it quickly lost its momentary cachet once the miners had been saved. That didn't matter to Wellstone, who pursued the issues he cared about -- mental healthcare, minimum-wage increases, the lobbyist gift ban, national health insurance -- not the fads and fashions that attract TV cameras.
Wellstone's Senate colleagues in both parties mourn his passing. Democrats will miss him, of course, but so will many Republicans. Sen. Pete Domenici, R-N.M., was so choked with grief for the Wellstones this afternoon that he was literally unable to speak; Sen. Jesse Helms, R-N.C., issued an astonishingly warm statement of condolence.
Those conservatives, who had regarded him from the beginning as a rather dubious radical, came to know a quintessential American, the son of immigrants who loved sports and married his high-school sweetheart. His own heroes were Eleanor Roosevelt and Robert Kennedy, who like him represented an idealism that is our best national tradition.
Foolish critics could be heard in recent years saying that Wellstone had compromised himself by learning the ways of the Senate and by befriending his ideological adversaries. They didn't begin to understand what he had become -- the happy warrior whose enemies could not help but love him. He wanted to get things done, and he did.
There were moments when Wellstone's liberalism seemed anachronistic, even to sympathetic observers. He wasn't always right. Although his instincts were usually correct, he sometimes resisted changes that made sense. Yet on the fundamentals of compassion and fairness, his insistent voice was indispensable.
This fine man cannot be replaced, but in 11 days there will be an opportunity to honor his life and work. Facing difficult odds, as he always did, the Democrats should pull themselves together, pick up Paul Wellstone's banner, and win this one for him and his family.
[2 p.m. PDT, Oct. 25, 2002]
from salon.com, an article titled 'A Mighty Heart'
This actually really ruins my week. If one could love an elected official one didn't know, Wellstone was loved by me. I feel really fortunite to have seen him a few months ago at my sister's commencement speech.
Oct. 25, 2002 | Win it for Wellstone Our country lost a hero today. Paul Wellstone personified the progressive tradition at its most hopeful and humane. He was a tough but never bitter competitor, a passionate but always pragmatic advocate -- a smart, fearless, dedicated politician who stood up and fought for ordinary people. The sadness of his sudden death, along with his wife, daughter and staff members, is overwhelming.
What a mighty heart Wellstone had. To continue the struggle that defined his commitment, he had surmounted serious illness and was on the verge of winning yet another election that he was expected to lose. Despite a truly vicious campaign against him this year, and even though he started his third Senate campaign as a decided underdog, the Minnesota Democrat was pulling ahead on the day he died.
Ever since his first stunning victory in 1990, the former Carleton College professor has endured relentless attacks by conservative bullies who seemed to think his small stature and earnest demeanor made him an easy target. But those who trifled with the former wrestler learned how mistaken they were to underestimate him. He was the very rare politician who always felt that even at moments of political defeat, there was victory in holding onto principle. During the past decade there was simply no politician of greater integrity in this country.
In a time when Democratic leaders seem to value caution over courage, Wellstone proved that fighting back leads to victory. He risked a vote against the war resolution, knowing that he would do better defending what he really believed. That conviction is his legacy.
He had much to teach the left as well. His patriotism was the profound love of country that emerges as deep, passionate concern for the people and the land. His lack of pretension and his dedication to healing the injuries of class belied the stereotype of the "limousine liberal." File footage running on the networks today showed him being welcomed into the union halls of his state by big, burly men who knew that this liberal intellectual was their best friend.
When nine miners trapped in a hole became a national news story, politicians and pundits suddenly asked a few questions about mine safety. They found Wellstone already there, demanding better funding and exposing the deficiencies in the federal mine safety bureaucracy. Mine safety wasn't a hot issue until that moment, and it quickly lost its momentary cachet once the miners had been saved. That didn't matter to Wellstone, who pursued the issues he cared about -- mental healthcare, minimum-wage increases, the lobbyist gift ban, national health insurance -- not the fads and fashions that attract TV cameras.
Wellstone's Senate colleagues in both parties mourn his passing. Democrats will miss him, of course, but so will many Republicans. Sen. Pete Domenici, R-N.M., was so choked with grief for the Wellstones this afternoon that he was literally unable to speak; Sen. Jesse Helms, R-N.C., issued an astonishingly warm statement of condolence.
Those conservatives, who had regarded him from the beginning as a rather dubious radical, came to know a quintessential American, the son of immigrants who loved sports and married his high-school sweetheart. His own heroes were Eleanor Roosevelt and Robert Kennedy, who like him represented an idealism that is our best national tradition.
Foolish critics could be heard in recent years saying that Wellstone had compromised himself by learning the ways of the Senate and by befriending his ideological adversaries. They didn't begin to understand what he had become -- the happy warrior whose enemies could not help but love him. He wanted to get things done, and he did.
There were moments when Wellstone's liberalism seemed anachronistic, even to sympathetic observers. He wasn't always right. Although his instincts were usually correct, he sometimes resisted changes that made sense. Yet on the fundamentals of compassion and fairness, his insistent voice was indispensable.
This fine man cannot be replaced, but in 11 days there will be an opportunity to honor his life and work. Facing difficult odds, as he always did, the Democrats should pull themselves together, pick up Paul Wellstone's banner, and win this one for him and his family.
[2 p.m. PDT, Oct. 25, 2002]
You know, I've been analyzing my whole date thing. And I've been thinking that I actually didn't have that much fun-at least not as much fun as I have with girls that I'm not on a date with.
For example:
Most of my girl friends are *really* funny. This girl wasn't.
My girl friends aren't self absorbed. This girl talked mostly about herself. Boring.
My girl friends don't have a confidence problem. This girl had no faith in herself....and she liked talking about it. Which is just depressing. When you just meet someone you should be modest, but you shouldn't appear deflated. And you know, if she needed support for something, like encouragement to do something I'd provide it but if she's too scared to do anything it's....pathetic. And this is coming from a guy who considers himself pretty supportive.
But I'll see her again I think. At the very least to get my Frank Zappa compilation back, which I borrowed to her. But I'll allow myself to get to know her a little better-it's tough to evaluate someone in just a 5 hour span.
But to note-we didn't sleep together or anything. She slept on my couch. I'd feel really guilty about having these fundamental relationship issues with someone I slept with.
Oh, last night-saw the Samuel L Jackson movie "Formula 51." Ok, definite guy flick. And if that guy had some warm fuzzies for high school chemstry it was kind of fun.
For example:
Most of my girl friends are *really* funny. This girl wasn't.
My girl friends aren't self absorbed. This girl talked mostly about herself. Boring.
My girl friends don't have a confidence problem. This girl had no faith in herself....and she liked talking about it. Which is just depressing. When you just meet someone you should be modest, but you shouldn't appear deflated. And you know, if she needed support for something, like encouragement to do something I'd provide it but if she's too scared to do anything it's....pathetic. And this is coming from a guy who considers himself pretty supportive.
But I'll see her again I think. At the very least to get my Frank Zappa compilation back, which I borrowed to her. But I'll allow myself to get to know her a little better-it's tough to evaluate someone in just a 5 hour span.
But to note-we didn't sleep together or anything. She slept on my couch. I'd feel really guilty about having these fundamental relationship issues with someone I slept with.
Oh, last night-saw the Samuel L Jackson movie "Formula 51." Ok, definite guy flick. And if that guy had some warm fuzzies for high school chemstry it was kind of fun.
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