GChats

February 10, 2010

I think my Gchats are funnier than Tao Lin’s! Yeah, that’s right, I went there…

My favorite people to chat with are PS:

ID: graves are not nearly used enough, as works of art

8:49 PM PS: this is true
in the sense of post-war art, not traitional Christian/Catholic iconographic gravestones
8:50 PM ID: yeah i’ve always said i want like a TOMB
PS: the bases
ID pere la-chaise tomb
PS: are cool
ID: something interactive, preferably
PS: it makes them look like they’re hovering
maybe like a Build-A-Bear, we could squeeze your gravestone and have you say something from beyond the grave
ID: it’s sort of a modernist labyrinth
HAHAHA
you got it!
PS: good
8:51 PM I want your gravestone to be a PLUSH TOY
a giant plush toy, obvi
ID: have you ever seen that twilight zone with the phone?
PS: maybe
explain more
ID: the grandma is sort of overly involved in her grandson’s life
and the mom resents her a bit
and she gives the son buddy…? i think that’s his name
8:52 PM a red rotary toy phone
for his bday
then she dies
and he talks to her on the phone
…?
it’s really good
PS: nope
ID: i want my gravestone to be a little podium with a rotary phone
and you can come talk to me on it
PS: I can deal with that
8:53 PM vs. the plush toy
ID: well i don’t know
i’m picturing some hello kitty shit
stuffed animals were never quite my thing
PS: hello kitty rotary phone
ID: no, i mean for the stuffed animals…like …a beanie baby for a gravestone?
tacky
PS: meow ^@^
(that would be a cat, if we had emoticons on)
😮
8:54 PM tacky, but still funny, and very dark
beanie babies have their dark side
I’ll stop there
ID: i can do tacky in small doses
but not for eternity
you dig?
PS: totally
I’m going to send you a fuckin’ beanie baby in your package
ID: NOOOOO
8:55 PM well
PS: scrawl “your gravestone” on it in Sharpie!
AC:
AC: i really want to tell someone what song is stuck in my head

11:50 PM im afraid it will get stuck in that persons head
11:51 PM ID: give it to me
i can handle it
AC: ok ready
lovely lady lumps
ID: HAHAHHAHA
AC: my hump
exactly
and LM:
LM: my coworker knows how to speak Italian

gianfrancesco
he’s italian
born there
has a neck tattoo
2:43 PM and his mother is a princess
a real one.
ID: oh wow
is he gay?
2:44 PM LM: sadly no
he dates turkish models… a lot of them, oddly.
ID: oh weird!
turkish people are REALLY weird
i’ve known a few
and they’ve all been bonkers
2:45 PM LM: this is the weirdest conversation we’ve had and that says a lot

This Is Becoming a Niche Blog!

February 10, 2010

Sorry, but I’ve always been pretty upfront about the fact that Lost is more important to me than my real life.

INVOCATION FOR THE NEW SEASON OF LOST
A poem, by EW.com reader Tom Holland

May Lost be all you hoped for with answers swift and sound;
May the hours ripen quickly and joyfulness abound.
May Juliet not have died in vain with the pounding of her rock
Let Sawyer live free of pain and survive the coming shock.
May Jack and Kate deal with the things that frustrate us so much
And Sun and Jin share a time that allows them love’s fine touch.
Provide us with more moments that shine on Daniel’s mind
Oftentimes these are the clues the viewers need to find.
May Hurley break the ”curse” that follows him around,
Let his spirit salve the cuts our Losties may have found.
Give Sayid a solid peace he so desperately desires
Shield him from the evil plans that Ben tried to inspire.
Let us know where Claire has gone and how she stayed alive
And lead her back to Aaron’s life so motherhood survives.
Help us to remember Charlie’s sacrifice
Let it have more meaning than simply tumbling dice.
Give us a bright future for Desmond and his Penn
If a reboot is in store, let them find their way again.
Protect our dearest friends, the lovely Bernard and Rose,
Explain the young Walt’s powers before the end of shows.
Know we have a special place for Vincent in our hearts
Keep in mind our knees are weak from all the stops and starts.
Tie up the big loose ends like what happened to John Locke
Let us know what happens to the shepherd’s misled flock.
Inform us on the feud that has stained the beach’s soil,
Is Jacob the white light or just the loophole’s foil?
Does the Man-in-Black represent all that is so evil
Or does he just protect the island from upheaval?
But all these questions pale to one from our Lost designers
Are the eyes of Richard A. really natural or guy-liner?

An Absurd Request

February 9, 2010

“Can you, like, sum up the last 250 pages for me?” ~RB, on Infinite Jest

Celebrity Spotting

February 8, 2010

Suri and Katie!

My friend’s little sister just saw the Cruise women at the Grey Dog Cafe on University Place…MH asks, “Why does Suri never wear a coat?”  Something Scientology-related?

Me, Wishing I Were Audrey Hepburn

February 7, 2010

I do not believe that sex addiction is a real illness.  I do not believe that there are any vitamins in Vitamin Water. I do not believe any one person is the subject of Carly Simon’s song “You’re So Vain.”  I do not believe in “runner’s high,” nor do I believe it is possible to have fun at a bar when sober.  I do not believe in the tenets proposed in He’s Just Not That Into You at all.  I do not believe a dog is a man’s best friend and I do not believe all will be forgiven.

Original below…

“I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles.”
— Audrey Hepburn

Schadenfraude?

February 5, 2010

Right now on television

a figure skater

is choking.

Cry For Help!

February 5, 2010

I’m listening to unaccompanied Bach partitas and watching Halloween III on mute and watching a Superbowl blimp float outside my window.  HELP ME!

A Poem Is

February 3, 2010

KC: poem! impressive!
ID: ha!

don’t get too excited

it’s one line
i only write mini-poems
KC: a poem is a poem? is a poem?
ID: :)THAT was a poem

Happy Birthday, Norman Rockwell!

February 3, 2010

This child is stunning.

Re: Lost Last Night

February 3, 2010

Prescription.  From the Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy.

“Kierkegaard styled himself above all as a religious poet. The religion to which he sought to relate his readers is Christianity. The type of Christianity that underlies his writings is a very serious strain of Lutheran pietism informed by the dour values of sin, guilt, suffering, and individual responsibility. Kierkegaard was immersed in these values in the family home through his father, whose own childhood was lived in the shadow of Herrnhut pietism in Jutland. Kierkegaard’s father subsequently became a member of the lay Congregation of Brothers [Brødremenighed] in Copenhagen, which he and his family attended in addition to the sermons by Bishop J. P. Mynster.

“For Kierkegaard Christian faith is not a matter of regurgitating church dogma. It is a matter of individual subjective passion, which cannot be mediated by the clergy or by human artefacts. Faith is the most important task to be achieved by a human being, because only on the basis of faith does an individual have a chance to become a true self. This self is the life-work which God judges for eternity.

“The individual is thereby subject to an enormous burden of responsibility, for upon h/er existential choices hangs h/er eternal salvation or damnation. Anxiety or dread (Angest) is the presentiment of this terrible responsibility when the individual stands at the threshold of momentous existential choice. Anxiety is a two-sided emotion: on one side is the dread burden of choosing for eternity; on the other side is the exhilaration of freedom in choosing oneself. Choice occurs in the instant (Øjeblikket), which is the point at which time and eternity intersect — for the individual creates through temporal choice a self which will be judged for eternity.

“But the choice of faith is not made once and for all. It is essential that faith be constantly renewed by means of repeated avowals of faith. One’s very selfhood depends upon this repetition, for according to Anti-Climacus, the self “is a relation which relates itself to itself” (The Sickness Unto Death). But unless this self acknowledges a “power which constituted it,” it falls into a despair which undoes its selfhood. Therefore, in order to maintain itself as a relation which relates itself to itself, the self must constantly renew its faith in “the power which posited it.” There is no mediation between the individual self and God by priest or by logical system (contra Catholicism and Hegelianism respectively). There is only the individual’s own repetition of faith. This repetition of faith is the way the self relates itself to itself and to the power which constituted it, i.e. the repetition of faith is the self.

“Christian dogma, according to Kierkegaard, embodies paradoxes which are offensive to reason. The central paradox is the assertion that the eternal, infinite, transcendent God simultaneously became incarnated as a temporal, finite, human being (Jesus). There are two possible attitudes we can adopt to this assertion, viz. we can have faith, or we can take offense. What we cannot do, according to Kierkegaard, is believe by virtue of reason. If we choose faith we must suspend our reason in order to believe in something higher than reason. In fact we must believe by virtue of the absurd.

“Much of Kierkegaard’s authorship explores the notion of the absurd: Job gets everything back again by virtue of the absurd (Repetition); Abraham gets a reprieve from having to sacrifice Isaac, by virtue of the absurd (Fear and Trembling); Kierkegaard hoped to get Regine back again after breaking off their engagement, by virtue of the absurd (Journals); Climacus hopes to deceive readers into the truth of Christianity by virtue of an absurd representation of Christianity’s ineffability; the Christian God is represented as absolutely transcendent of human categories yet is absurdly presented as a personal God with the human capacities to love, judge, forgive, teach, etc. Kierkegaard’s notion of the absurd subsequently became an important category for twentieth century existentialists, though usually devoid of its religious associations.

“According to Johannes Climacus, faith is a miracle, a gift from God whereby eternal truth enters time in the instant. This Christian conception of the relation between (eternal) truth and time is distinct from the Socratic notion that (eternal) truth is always already within us — it just needs to be recovered by means of recollection (anamnesis). The condition for realizing (eternal) truth for the Christian is a gift (Gave) from God, but its realization is a task (Opgave) which must be repeatedly performed by the individual believer. Whereas Socratic recollection is a recuperation of the past, Christian repetition is a “recollection forwards” — so that the eternal (future) truth is captured in time.

“Crucial to the miracle of Christian faith is the realization that over against God we are always in the wrong. That is, we must realize that we are always in sin. This is the condition for faith, and must be given by God. The idea of sin cannot evolve from purely human origins. Rather, it must have been introduced into the world from a transcendent source. Once we understand that we are in sin, we can understand that there is some being over against which we are always in the wrong. On this basis we can have faith that, by virtue of the absurd, we can ultimately be atoned with this being.”

Lather, rinse, repeat.  Namaste!