the kind of life we're living

the kind of life we're living.

ok, the past 24 hours have been fun. today i bumped into generoso, the host of wmbr's bovine ska and rocksteady.

we chatted in the checkout line of the central sq liquidation store. i got his email, i somehow need to send him and wmbr up to 30gb.

pats won, celts playing kind of shady now.

last night faith and demers and joanna came over. red wine with matt, tree decorating. a staple from a copy of the new yorker was substituted for a needle, and popcorn was strung.

joanna baked me a cake! a giant chocolate cake with colored m&ms. the m&ms form a sand mandala. except instead of sand it's chocolate.

joanna, unable to celebrate many christmases due to dietary restrictions, was able to decorate the tree, but refused to water it.

faith had a mae shi shirt, do they come in xxl?

matt flew back to seattle today. it's gonna be a quiet apt, but fine because meditating 2x20 min a day is the new way.

tree looks really good, with hat gloves scarf boots and cards. listen to demers's stories.

thanks for the birthday cheer and presents! looking up.

under the tree | under the table

hiiii, it's a good day, a good birthday. the tree has been decorated more, and is resplendent in candy canes and pink lights. being a quarter of a century old, i think of myself as a year younger

hmmm or not at all. i've gotten many birthday wishes, thank you thank you thank you. i'm really glad and lucky.

bc basketball beat northeastern, which was cool. pats at 1pm tmrw. i still have shopping to do. yikes

ok johnathan guest hosted subject to change today, good show, he did his best of 2007, this is a two hour stream, open it in vlc to listen to different parts
Dec. 22 Subject to Change

k good cheer

the day before my birthday

the day before my birthday. or rather, the evening. it's the solstice. which means days will be getting longer! circadian rhythms that stay the same.

ok i went to shaws for the first time in a while, and i got the $1.49 carrot cake slice. bad idea. i've had a stomach ache ever since. it's kind of a novelty for me to have a stomach ache, which is cool, and i'm glad i'm not really sick like rob is.

celtics are beating the bulls right now. the clock isn't working now, jeez.

i got hana sushi, yakisoba. "i guess they're muting the boos on this channel."

right on, i'm down. rob and i have been having a good time cracking up and making jokes and things. laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh

rob wants to be a fly on the wall when tyrus thomas and big baby hang out.

are you john mccain? do you support this message?

how would you like ralph nader to be characterized in our textbooks?

you know what i found impressive?

you know what i found impressive? 720 dunk. twice in the air.

tonight was great. ok, first, today was great. it's a snow day, which means you don't leave. or, either you go home and then don't leave, or, like me, you wake up, and then go to whole foods for a second, and then don't leave.

the sad part is is that i was supposed to see kate mulley and jade and everyone. instead................

asgard, lotsa fun. actually we walked into the enormous room first, but the party was somewhere else!! oh yeah, and at the asgard it was guitar hero night, which meant rock band night, which meant 4 people singing playing guitar playing bass and drumming and it was mostly us.

fun and funny, drinks and drinks and beers and the magic hat seasonal is the best thing ive ever tasted. no this isnt a drunken call or a drunken blitz or a drunken dial or a drunken text.

ok it's called roxy Rolles.

this is clyntons last night in boston for a while, sadness. moment of silence.

ok. sun will rise, whatchoono. flash bang

snowed in | cancellations

the snow has not stopped snowing. the cumulative accumulating accumulations. ok i'm reading still life with woodpecker by tom robbins, then i wanna read everything else by him.

matt and clynton are still here, which makes this place the funniest apt around. how i did i get this lucky?

but kate mulley wants people to hang out at her place in newton tonight, but is that going to be a cancellation?

i got a voicemail from jade and talked to her online. she's taking the train to harvard sq, i'll give her a call from central sq.

celtics game was a lot of fun last night. jeff had to go see their first home loss, which is tough. lot to talk about, but it was exciting and felt like a playoff game.

so much good music to listen to, including thes one of people under the stairs. people under the stairs played a show at tabard back in the fall of 2003. noah made it happen. we walked across the green blasting their cd on a boombox.

aright, nba live. gonna play unreal tournament 4 soon, can't wait. what's your guess, how many inches of snow does Boston get today?

the statement that fills the void that arises

the statement that fills the void that arises. the calls come in. floating david bowie strangeness.

celtics pistons 7pm tonight, jeffs going with a couple friends, i'll be watching in cambridge. got a nice celtics sweatshirt.

the combination vegetarian place from falafel palace. the sidewalks slip and the snow mounds melt. salt and sand and more salt and more sand. snowed in, dug out, plowed in, shovelled out.

skiing. whoops wrong button. cross country, alpine, downhill, nooo moguls. the change that needs to be made that is being avoided.

a party in space, that needs to happen. the reality that constructs itself. the perception that interprets and unveils. it's been going on for some time.

if i don't think about that. but it's ok. i guess i'm lucky.

personality types | keirsey temperaments | "Everything is capable of logical prediction"

there are 16 personality types. i am INTJ, the strategist/scientist/mastermind. only 1 percent of the population is intj. you can take an online quiz and find out what you are.

i have felt generally positive about this, until i came across this online after excessive searching. now i need to think. from INTJ - Jung Type Descriptions

"loner, more interested in intellectual pursuits than relationships or family, not very altruistic, not very complimentary, would rather be friendless than jobless, observer, values solitude, perfectionist, detached, private, not much fun, hidden, skeptical, does not tend to like most people, socially uncomfortable, not physically affectionate, unhappy, does not talk about feelings, hard to impress, analytical, likes esoteric things, tends to be pessimistic, not spontaneous, prone to discontentment, guarded, does not think they are weird but others do, responsible, can be insensitive or ambivalent to the misfortunes of others, orderly, clean, organized, familiar with darkside, tends not to value organized religion, suspicious of others, can be lonely, rarely shows anger, punctual, finisher, prepared"

a lot of what's here is ridiculous, as you can see. i even came across a description that flatly said "They do not enjoy physical contact except with a chosen few."

"Everything is capable of logical prediction" from INTJ Personality Type

of course! what an obvious blanket statement! yes, i am an oracle and i profess foresight:

"Black Hole Fires at Neighboring Galaxy"

"This composite image shows the jet from a black hole at the center of a galaxy striking the edge of another galaxy, the first time such an interaction has been found."

"Death Star' Galaxy Black Hole Fires at Neighboring Galaxy"

no bother with no fuss | seamus heaney

no bother with no fuss | seamus heaney. the | is both rather than either/or. it is inclusive rather than exclusive. it combines rather than separates. it unites rather than severs. it joins rather than breaks.

the best of studio one women, mojo rock steady, studio one women, feel like jumpin, studio one rockers

ok i watched some flight of the conchords last night and i'm going out and finding the dvd today. i haven't laughed that hard since the pinata at babayan's party this summer.

shoot i gotta roll, moving at the speed of dave. massage at inman sq oasis, getting xmas tree in union sq, then shopping with jeff.

new music, festival of new musics is not new music. making your own instruments, like the mae shi. omg watched a diva's christmas carol last night. now that was something else. i got a dvd of a really old production of scrooge for a buck at target. i think that's gonna have to get watched.

my todo list extends into infinity.

aright, in a minute.

the wintry mix and its discontents

looks like the pats game is over. chris couldn't go because his car got snowed in. he walked home last night. i brought a wreath home that we picked up in porter, i couldn't find my car for a bit, so i was stomping around davis with a giant wreath.

showed up with jake and chris to a couple parties, some christmas stuff and sweaters and hamilton people. was fun, played wii bowling a lil, stared at christmas lights.

we chilled (vodka triple sec cranberry juice). dealt with the awkweirdness, sank guacamole.

went out, from davis to porter, took over a room, accepted a dead guy rogue ale, bud light, crackers and cheese. went to the chinese place close to davis sq, got kicked out at 2am sharp.

back to porter, dumprings, watched the first half hour of superbad, left with jake, considered getting a cab and talked to three girls smoking butts on a porch on elm st. i picked up the wreath and hoofed it to broadway, eventually finding the right street.

got home way too late, woke up early, met clynton's brother and his family, showed him ps3, kicked snow, got sick, neighbors downstairs gave me their shovel, dug out the car, drove here, hash browns, celtics boogie, jets miss the field goal.

pomegranates. juiced. seeds. do the watermelons give me health?

live couch poetry

live couch poetry. purple tshirt, dkny jeans, whose aquafina is that? the target parking lot was full, but i'll be back.

i'm in the mood to go see Before the Devil Knows You're Dead, looks like a really good movie, it's playing in davis sq at 9:45, i think i'm gonna walk there from north cambridge.

college hoops, hockey, family guy. i won't be at the pats game tmrw but i will be watching. pats and celts both start at 1pm, which is weak, so i'll be flipping back and forth, likely at home, dono who will join me.

the vodka is called reyka, it comes from iceland, claims to be volcano filtered. pumice is as rough as it sounds.

holy cow google maps street view, take a walk, anywhere. eyes in the back of your head.

shopping over the internet, purchasing online, spending fun tickets on a website. packages arrive, ups notes are left, cardboard packing tape and this side up.

arg i need chocolate mousse and cupcakes and carrot cake and cheese cake and a breakfast at matt murphys with eggs and that amazing bread. i never drink coffee anymore

i should really just find a place in cambridge where i can get my haircut. i gotta man up and go get a tree, shoot, but do i need a tree holder first (mental note)?

don't pay any attention to biorhythms

not personal at all

this blog isn't personal at all. oh wait yeah it is.

there are a lot of things i want to write about, i've been thinking about them over the past hour or so. but now i can't remember anything so i'll just write whatever i feel like

ended up not going to mideast or to the party tonight (both good calls). ended up watching thomas crown affair and discussing body doubles. right. they're like 90 years old

oh yeah if you study film eventually you learn two things -- 1. hollywood is 75% heterosexual romance -- 2. the american narrative structure is based on melodrama

put them together and what do you get? every other mainstream film contains a melodramatic heterosexual romance. movies suck. movies are bad. i took a whole class where all we did was study melodrama, and it opened my eyes. but i digress

so tonight was chill. i ended up picking up jeff and giving him a ride home. gave him a couple hats. he had gotten steak fries and a steak and cheese (nasty).

i had the best tea ever, royal blend. theres a place called carberrys right near me that's nice too

but if i wanna write everything then what if i write everything? then i'll just come across as long-winded and lacking direction. but this blog isn't personal. it's not personal at all. oh wait what else is it

because there's so such thing as objectivity. there's no such thing as objectivity. there is no such thing as objectivity.

k this is kinda becoming a marathon post, but it's ok, roll with it.

i drove across the bu bridge and looked at the snow on the arch. the river is freezing over. what kind of winter is this? oh yeah it's like any other boston winter.

people live in boston and don't like it. they don't like it. boston or the weather. i'm not one of these people, but i understand these people. (or do i?)

criticizing, second guessing, how many other ways are they to say questioning yourself?

almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. i used to think i was cool for knowing this. but now i know that playing horseshoes is good times and hand grenades are terrible and not something to joke about.

i'll try to keep my mouth shut. i have to remember to not joke about that. gunner palace.

sun will rise, it won't last forever. i should be asleep. dram, dream, dredge, dreary, driven to drain dirigibles.

my best year is next year

my best year is next year. seeing people, talking to people, not seeing people, not talking to people.

"don't you feel like sometimes you get totally f+++ing robbed?" "yes"

sitting here, waiting for c, should be any minute. celtics are on, mr lif at middle east tonight (with special teamz). party in davis. what's gonna happen in the next 6 hours? your guess is as good as mine

genius bombs are being dropped on me.

"we can find a market for that"

kinda playing video games, kinda want a wii, kinda want full immersion virtual reality

i remember being in cyber theory class (i think) and talking about total immersion, like in strange days. total immersion.

the games of the future won't feel like games. they'll be like the sims, except you'll be one of the people

it boggles the mind how much time and energy people spend on gaming. let's hope all this effort eventually gets diverged to something more productive (but i diverge)

what happens if you look at a jackson pollock painting upside down? if it was painted while horizontal, what dimensionality does a plane attain?

i'm deliberately mentally meandering.

put on your galoshes

the shirtless man in shorts shovelling the sidewalk in front of the middle east

the shirtless man in shorts shovelling the sidewalk in front of the middle east

i spent a while in the car today. i drove through waltham, arlington, belmont, cambridge, boston, brookline, somerville. the going was slow. it is now the 14th.

i know someone that got a dog.

i'm talking with someone now that i haven't talked to in a long time.

i'm trying to make a decision (but am i really?).

i am becoming more disparate, disentangled, disassociated, disassembled. under mi sleng teng

i don't so much type as splat, i don't so much write as blotter, i don't so much compose as dispose, i don't so much blog as scribble, i don't so much report as ramble, i don't so much compile as pile on.

i'm thinking about the way the snow makes you feel. the snow falls and rests, flake on flake, in drifts that rest on car doors and church walls.

i sit in my living room and the snow continues to fall, and the inches on the sloping roof of the church tumble down.

at dartmouth the snow and ice used to fall off the buildings directly into the path you were about to be walking in. i saw many abandoned cars on the road tonight

k. let's listen to duke ellington's nutcracker suite. then vince guaraldi charlie brown christmas. then hot chocolate, then dream

back home | ambivalence | my roommates make me happy

back home. i'm ambivalent about continuing living in boston. which is weird, because i have so much fun here and i love everyone here and i know i would miss everyone so much if i left.

i'm lucky though, cause i live with amazing roommates. clynton had to pull an all nighter and they're hilarious

"yeah but he's a fashion designer and he has like diplomatic immunity from being gay"

i'm reminded of how we wrote quotes all over the walls of tabard, especially the bathroom walls. over the course of a term, a year, an undergraduate career, you read the same quotes dozens, hundreds, thousands of times. it would be a short quote and then a persons house name, or a couple house names, which you either knew or didnt

so my roommates are funny and make me laugh constantly. i don't know how or why i ever lived alone. whoops.

i want tmrw to be a big day and to get things done (but do i really?). looks like a storm's coming, uhoh, noreaster. i learned about what a northeaster was once but forgot. i've come to understand i did a lot of work in college but it wasn't sustained enough.

i'm gonna cop oh no's dr. no's oxperiment.

lemme get back at you

all good things must come to an end

all good things must come to an end. headed back soon, all awaits.

today andy and i drove to venice beach, walked up and down, i got some hats and shirts as gifts for friends. we went to coffee bean and in n out. i've packed my jazz and am redz.

i'm going back with a couple notions and a whole new appreciation for warm weather. literally on the 11pm news here they talked about how cold it is here. it's pretty funny. rob b called me today and we'll hang out soon. there are other people i need to get in touch with.

i got a dodgers hat, be ready to call me out on it.

i'm gonna go back to central sq and play call of duty. i get to use the excuse of being jet lagged for at least a couple days. i'm looking forward to doing things on thursday and friday. tmrw night i'm not sure if i'll make it back out after getting dropped off at home.

check ya in the morning

in song and dance

in song and dance.

time to go out to the porch and catch rays. i've been really lucky with the weather here. kind. my plane leaves here at 12:50PM tmrw. i've gotten some random photos and will hopefully get more today. ideally andy will get out of work and we'll go to the beach.

listening to wmbr, as always. my fav shows are motivashunal muzik, choice is yourz, generoso's bovine ska and rocksteady, the intercontinental, subject to change, sans serif, lost and found, nonstop ecstatic screaming, time travelling, and backwoods

i've finally gotten to the point where reading online news articles on my laptop is a little tiresome. i should start using my old computer again maybe, set it up somewhere. not a bad idea actually. i can't wait to see what new laptops apple is coming out with in the next month.

i used to check maccentral and macosrumors religiously. yikes. i can think about my attention span and ability to focus and how it relates to using computers and reading. it's pretty astounding. i am now able to be twice as productive writing, reading, or computing. i now feel the need to create and produce because it is so much more effortless.

i like it out here in cali, but i wouldn't be moving til the second half of 2008. i'm not sure how i can begin thinking of it more as a possibility than a fiction.

hold fast

kinda feeling a little more motivated to find a job. not sure what direction is the right one too. my friends are my consultants.

started reading sixth extinction, it's gonna be good. i wanna work 20 hours a week and still have time to feel like reading. i'll repost my resume on monster and careerbuilder and all that.

that was a distraction. hours later, bruins are on vs now. better win. our defense is good.

gonna go out somewhere for dinner tonight, time will tell

i had wanted to

yesterday andy and i watched exciting football and rooted up the pats a friend of andy's.

we of course had spent the whole day in the apt in front of the tube, so a change of place was in place. we drove out to santa monica and then to venice to a restaurant called bamboo that was delicious, diverse menu, cuban/mexican. it was really, really good. we got appetizer, salad, and entree, and it was a great mix of shrimp, veggies, tequila, and some brazilian rum.

they had chocolate mousse cake too but i'm getting pretty incapable of eating that stuff after a big meal. the food was good though -- it's hard to find a really good place, and when you do you gotta hold on to it.

we came home and just hung out. now i gotta straighten out my back.

today andy's gotta go to work, which means i'm on my own. more porch, more books, i'd like to go to venice beach tmrw. thinking really really hard

leftfield | burial

burial is a new band that's all dubsteppy. i've been introduced to matt shadetek, and i'll link to this nutty grime/dubstep mix. more fire more bass
you might have to skip through some parts. i haven't listened to much grime but i'm trying to make the transition.

yesterday was fun and funny. let's see. we drove to santa monica and went to the parlor again where we got a bunch of drinks and food. andy's friend vanessa joined us and andy managed to gut it out through the night even though he only had one meal the whole day.

we watched the celtics beat the bulls, and also laughed at the guy that was rooting for north dakota hockey. there was a big to do when dartmouth invited the fighting sioux to play in a dartmouth hockey tournament which resulted in the dartmouth athletic director writing a ridiculous letter. i might as well link to it because it raises the issue of how dartmouth can suck so blatantly.

she really thought hard before she wrote "Let me state clearly that UND’s position is offensive and wrong." stupid dartmouthshe probably composed that letter in a panicked 3 minutes.

so, went from the parlor to vanessa's local spot called mccabes, which was nice, with couches, and andy still hadn't eaten anything. we then went to another bar that i've gotta inquire about the name, had kamikazes, watched ucla volleyball (i guess we were in bruins neighborhood), then went and got cookies and ice cream at dee dee reese

lotta fun. i think i'm gonna get some sun from 10-1 while andy crushes football. got my vans on but they look sneakers. to stay sylphlike. i'm out of clothes, bad news. k cool cya