Archive for October, 2012

Good Riddance to the Super Moon

October 5, 2012

… which has been driving me and those I know a little wacky in the past ten days.  Tonight is the last night it has its hold on us.  Prepare to return to “normal.”  In honor, here’s a hate poem to the moon by Brenda Shaughnessy.

“I’m Over the Moon”

 

I don’t like what the moon is supposed to do.

Confuse me, ovulate me,

 

spoon-feed me longing. A kind of ancient

date-rape drug. So I’ll howl at you, moon,

 

I’m angry. I’ll take back the night. Using me to

swoon at your questionable light,

 

you had me chasing you,

the world’s worst lover, over and over

 

hoping for a mirror, a whisper, insight.

But you disappear for nights on end

 

with all my erotic mysteries

and my entire unconscious mind.

 

How long do I try to get water from a stone?

It’s like having a bad boyfriend in a good band.

 

Better off alone. I’m going to write hard

and fast into you moon, face-fucking.

 

Something you wouldn’t understand.

You with no swampy sexual

 

promise but what we glue onto you.

That’s not real. You have no begging

 

cunt. No panties ripped off and the crotch

sucked. No lacerating spasms

 

sending electrical sparks through the toes.

Stars have those.

 

What do you have? You’re a tool, moon.

Now, noon. There’s a hero.

 

The obvious sun, no bulls hit, the enemy

of poets and lovers, sleepers and creatures.

 

But my lovers have never been able to read

my mind. I’ve had to learn to be direct.

 

It’s hard to learn that, hard to do.

The sun is worth ten of you.

 

You don’t hold a candle

to that complexity, that solid craze.

 

Like an animal carcass on the road at night,

picked at by crows,

 

haunting walkers and drivers. Your face

regularly sliced up by the moving

 

frames of car windows. Your light is drawn,

quartered, your dreams are stolen.

 

You change shape and turn away,

letting night solve all night’s problems alone.

Typical Teeth Dream

October 4, 2012

So most people even basically familiar with dream imagery know that dreams about losing your teeth indicate that the dreamer feels out of control, so I’m wondering if my dream the other night, in which I had a minor cavity that was somewhat annoying but not scary, means I’m feeling a mild (and perhaps appropriate) amount of discontent with the amount of control I have over my life?

Researching Fiona

October 4, 2012

… (for a legitimate reason, I swear!)

… and came across a quasi-famous 1998 Rolling Stone interview with her filled with some pretty badass anecdotes, such as:

“One of the subjects she keeps referring to onstage tonight is the boyfriend about whom she wrote some of Tidal‘s more barbed songs.  She tells the audience that she recently spoke with him for the first time since they broke up, and how good she feels because she doesn’t hate him anymore.  His name is Tyson.  She tracked him down at his college one morning after she’d been up all night and had ended up drunk and alone and wanting someone to talk to.  They told her he was sleeping.   ‘Tell him it’s Fiona,’ she said.  They talked for three hours.

“Still, I am a little surprised a few days later when she passes on his number for me to call him at college in Atlanta, where he studies bio and moonlights as an acid-jazz DJ.   He tells me about how they got together, a year after they first met, when he was out rollerblading on the Columbia University campus.  ‘After that day,’ he says, ‘we hung out with each other for 10 days straight without going home.’   They went out for two and a half years, on and off.  He was her first real boyfriend.  Then it ended.  ‘I remember it being all my fault,’ he says.  ‘Well, 95 percent my fault.  I started seeing this other girl and liking her a little bit.  And she said one day, ‘I never want to see you again.’   And then a year later an album’s out.’ (Later, Fiona tells me that afterward she became friends with the other girl.  One night they tried ecstasy together and were kissing.  They were going to take a photo and send it to   Tyson.  ‘We thought, ‘This’ll be the greatest,’ she laughs.   ‘The two girls that he fucked over.  Let’s make him think that we’re together now.’)

“Tyson remembers listening to Tidal for the first time.  He knew he was in there, and he would go through the songs, over and over, figuring it out.  ‘Sleep to Dream,’ pretty much it felt like that’s what she was saying to me the last time I talked to her,’ he says.  ‘And the video was set up in a way so it looks like her bedroom — a futon on the floor, a TV.’  The first time he saw that video, he was on his bed at college, lying on his back, with a girl on top of him, kissing his neck.  And suddenly he saw Fiona, ‘Kneeling on the ground, looking through the TV, looking straight at me,’ he says.  Saying those words.   This mind, this body and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways/So don’t forget what I told you, don’t come around, I got my own hell to raise.

“He had to ask that girl to get off him.  He couldn’t carry on.”

Legitimate Question

October 3, 2012

Who doesn’t love New York‘s Approval Matrix?  Answer: no one.  Despite my steadfast loyalty to them, I must submit for questioning the following item, which was labeled “Highbrow Despicable.”

Elizabeth Wurtzel scares me.

My question is as follows: is it despicable that they have to pay back the advances, or that they never got around to writing the books?  Because if it’s the former, I think the AM and I need to have a little chat.

800 Anxiety

October 3, 2012

GUYS.

Guess what.

This is my 800th post.

I’ve had a lot of anxiety about it, actually, because while there have been a bunch of things that I wanted to post about, none of them seemed “special enough” for this milestone.  Then I thought maybe I should just let it pass unmentioned, and finally I settled on revealing my anxiety so as to preemptively soften the judgments of my critical readers.  It’s this type of psychological gymnastics that keep me going, folks.

What I’ve opted to do is make a little list about the number 800 and pretend that, because it’s a list, there is some interesting interconnectedness to all these random facts.  Very Harper’s Index of me, I know.  Anyway, let us begin:

800 is a Harshad number.  A Harshad number, or Niven number in a given number base, is an integer that is divisible by the sum of its digits when written in that base. Harshad numbers were defined by D. R. Kaprekar, a mathematician from India. The word “Harshad” comes from the Sanskrit harṣa (joy) + da (give), meaning joy-giver. The Niven numbers take their name from Ivan M. Niven from a paper delivered at a conference on number theory in 1997. All integers between zero and n are Harshad numbers in base n.

800 is the first year that the Anno Domini calendar became the dominant year-numbering system in Europe.  800 AD was a leap year that began on a Wednesday, and on Christmas of that year, Charlemagne was crowned Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire.

In numerology, the number 800 carries the energy of 8 only, which possess the following “energies”: material possessions, abundance, authority, leadership, cosmic awareness, self-motivated, prosperity, and infinity.

1-800-222-1222 is the toll free number for every poison control center in the US.

In some Biblical Gematria shit… well, I can’t think of how to segue, so here’s an excerpt from the Bible Wheel Archives:

The historic Christian Church has traditionally associated the Number 8 with the entrance into the Covenant of God. This understanding comes from God Himself who commanded Circumcision – the Sign of the Covenant – to be performed on the Eighth Day. God used the same language – אות ברית (Ot B’rit, Sign of the Covenant) – when He gave the Rainbow (Genesis 9.13):

I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth.

Genesis 17:10f

The word “rainbow” (קשת, qeshet) used in this verse sums to the Number 800 which also is the value of the Greek words “Lord” and “Faith.” It also is the value of the final letter of the Greek alphabet, Omega (cf. Eight and the Resurrection below). This is the essence of Faith – trusting in the Lord who will see us through to the very end, signified by Omega. This lifts us above our present state to behold our Shepherd who is Lord above all.

Given the extreme significance of Circumcision as the Sign of the Covenant, it is no wonder that the Rabbi’s have long expounded on the spiritual significance of the Number Eight and its relation to God’s Covenant. For example, on page 134 of his book Alef-Beit, Rabbi Yitzchak declares:

The Torah prescribes that the circumcision of a male child take place on the eighth day from birth. These eight days always include at least one Shabbat, the seventh day, which corresponds to the experience of perfect harmony with nature. The eighth day of circumcision represents the power of the soul to contact that light which totally transcends nature. Through circumcision the Jew is given the power, throughout his life, to overcome all the obstacles nature may seem to place in the face of his service of G-d.

The transcendence associated with the Number Eight – recognized by both Jews and Christians – ultimately manifests in the everlasting New Beginning found in the Resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ.

For the Olympics this past year, the London-based design firm BarberOsgerby designed a torch that was 800mm heigh, weighed 800grammes and featured 8,000 perforated circles representing the 8,000 torchbearers who would carry it on its journey.

A random urine osmolality should average 500–800 mOsm/kg.

No social security numbers with an area number [first three numbers] in the 800s or 900s, or with a 000 area number, have been assigned.

The Book of Kells is generally thought to have been created ca. 800.

In Wolof, a language native to the peoples of Senegal, Gambia, and Mauritania, 800 is pronounced “juróom-ñetti téeméer.”

In California, the interim statewide Academic Performance Index target for all schools is 800.

The gardens of Versailles cover approximately 800 hectares of land.

In regard to the LIBOR scandal of earlier this year, the number Barclay’s fiddled with is used as a benchmark to set payments on about $800 trillion-worth of financial instruments, ranging from complex interest-rate derivatives to simple mortgages.

In the Dewey Decimal system, 800 numbers are Literature, English Literature, American Literature, Rhetoric and Criticism.

And last but not leasts (as you’ve probably realized, this could go on for 800 mind-numbing years), in order to get your tickets to the annul Faerie Festival, please call 1 800 922 TIXX.  The 2012 festival featured “I-Knew-the-Maharishi-First” Donovan, Tricky Pixie, and what seems to be the incongruously named “Heavy Hammer.”

WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?

 

If I Celebrated Halloween…

October 2, 2012

And I don’t anymore, and I know that makes me sound like a stick in the mud, which I am, but also, like, I’m a grown-up, and so I can celebrate anything I want, as the Beatles once said, and Halloween just isn’t in the cards for me.  However, IF I celebrated it, I would definitely go as a cloud, a la this courtesy of Oh Happy Day!

I know you guys don’t know what I look like, but trust me, it would be ADORBS.

 

 

One Track Mind

October 1, 2012

Not to be totally one-track minded about my imminent departure from modern society, but here is a list that my bro and I composed of reasons to hightail it to that little island where that tiny naked Japanese guy lives eating coconuts and smoking cigarettes all day.  I enjoy this.  You don’t have to.  I don’t care.

Reasons to Drop Out of Society –– in Some Particular Order

Me: Media Bistro classes on “Social Media”

IS: Fran Drescher’s fan base

Me: The fact that I got 7 out of 8 correct on the “Olsen Trio” quiz on People.com today.

Me: The fact that people actually get smug when they figure out an answer to a question by Googling it, as if they really have the knowledge.

IS: [included in earlier post] Pet Reiki

Me: Alice Dellal is the new face of Chanel

 

I ain’t asking her shit.

IS: That people are suspicious of you of you aren’t on Facebook

Me: That there is an app you can download with which you can play a virtual game of A&E’s Storage Wars.

IS: The meme “there’s an app for that”

Me: Those commercials for smart phones in which the owners of said phones are bragging about how something is “so five seconds ago” –– obviously the thrust being they know about everything before it happens

IS: As a general theme to that: our culture’s general attitude towards all things NEW: Mesmer

Me: Siri

IS: “Crossover artists”

Me: The fact that Gmail has “personalized advertisements,” and because of our conversation here about the horrors of our society, Gmail thought fit to today post this for me:

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IS: This article.

Me: The fact that episodes of The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills aired feature a living, breathing Russell Armstrong after he committed suicide.

IS: The likely probability that the episodes of RHWofBH featuring the since-deceased husband garner the highest viewer rating.

Me: The term “tanorexia”

IS: Dick Clark appearing on the annual “Rockin’ New Year’s Eve” post-stroke, slurring his words, and with a bad spray tan.

Me: The movement to add “Passive Aggressive Personality Disorder” to the DSM-V

IS: This.

Me: The fact that Zooey Deschanel’s blog is called Hello Giggles.

Zooey Deschanel.

IS: That President Obama sent a letter to Zooey Deschanel on her birthday.

Me: The fact that there is an outbreak of “mass hysteria” in upstate New York, aka Salem Witch Trials Part Deux: Beelzebub Comes to Ithaca.

Me: The fact that according to Harper’s index, 92% of Americans two years of age and younger have an “online presence.”  The fact that money was spent gathering that statistic.

IS: People who, in a professional context, do not respond to your inquiries for a week, then e-mail you asking if you can show up somewhere within two hours time to do work that THEY want.

Me: The growth of the “adult fantasy” genre of entertainment.

IS: The meme “Shit ______ say”

Me: The meme “Fuck Yeah ______”

IS: the recent New York Times article titled “Young, In Love, and Sharing Everything, Including a Password”

Sorry it’s Monday, and you’re here.