Can't seem to choose what to listen to right now...hmmm a little bit of Vermont flavor with Grace Potter and the Nocturnals? Perhaps some blues styling from Joe Bonamassa? or the old go to Pixiesdavidbowieradioheadledzeppelin? Sticking with Joe Bonamassa, glad I chose this bastard. Putting me in the mood to play some guitar, always good for a slightly dreary morning; soak myself with the blues. Why don't you take a blues-shower I say and indulge in some guitar fireworks early in the morning (ten...not so much) before breakfast (what is real breakfast?) Some eat steak for their first meal. Sounds like a vegetarian's worst nightmare "Yes sir, I already ate some slaughtered bovine shavings this morning, I cannot wait until lunch for the chicken and then perhaps some grease drenched, blood dripping when-you-squeeze-the-bun cheeseburgers for dinner. By adding cheese I am really taking the cow for all its worth huh? Maybe that's why cows are one of my favorite animals. Thank you for the delicious meals, you are truly giving back to society. Gotta love the sacrifice. When someone (who me?) mentioned sacrifice I thought of the Aztecs. Great civilization that once was. Have you seen the structures? Let's not forget the Mayans or Incas. Those Incas couldn't get much closer to heaven out there in Machu Picchu. What and where is Heaven?
A State of Mind.
That Grace Potter sure is a healthy young woman isn't she? Phew. Love that stuff, go out and listen to "This is Somewhere". Gotta love female singers, soft spot of mine (i.e Jenny Lewis, Neko Case, Joanna Newsom, Grace Potter, Grace Slick, that girl from the Hazards of Love album, Beach House, Cat Power, Fiona Apple of course and the list continues). At this moment Joe Bonamassa is approaching guitar shredding nirvana by doing the opposite of what Nirvana (circa 1992) does...playing very good solos. Sorry Kurt, I still love your songs...but Eddie Vedder is my boy.
Warm weather present yourself! It's time to stop teasing the New England folks. Let's break some records this week huh?
Discussion on IT is coming...via telepathic conversation with Stephanie Sanzo, the originator of the IT concept...and this particular IT is not associated with the Phish festival of the same name, but TreyMikePageFishman definitely get IT.
Guitar feedback, thunderous drums, a shout into the microphone...tap tap tap, a bassline, a keyboard, play the black keys only. Stop the Madness Joyce, or continue on...reach for the Oxen of the Sun, Hendrix was a Third Stone away.
Doo Doo Doo Looking out my Backdoor....*CRASH*
Hasta luego
Top 5 favorite breakfast foods
1. Omlette (Giant)
2. Ham/Egg/Cheese on a Bagel
3. Pancakes with Bacon and Eggs
4. French Toast with Bacon and Eggs
5. Waffle or Cereal with Poptart (Raspberry flavored)
Ete Sen Obruni?
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Happy Pappy?
It's Sunday but I'm not seeing much of the sun. After watching Dolores Claiborne last week in Films of Stephen King I'm hoping for a solar eclipse. I don't remember the last time I saw an eclipse...must have been years ago or I was inside at the time. It seems like it is near impossible to muster up any energy to do school work on days like these. How have you all been? I'm wondering what Richard does in his free time...perhaps has an enormous collection of crosswords gathered from the mainland and passes the days doing those. Apparently Jacob just sits near the four toed statue all day and drinks wine and rambles on about philosophical metaphors of the island's significance. Nonetheless I was talking about Lost back there, muchos muchos spoilers...sorry.
In class this week we discussed the fact that WE don't exist, yet we do because others are around to recognize us...perhaps this is why we don't like being alone, we start to disintegrate slowly into nothing more than a conscious mind.
Very sick of those 'Smell like a Man' commercials. Matt and Steve agree that one should go without showering for a while to smell like a man. Let's continue to further the masculinity complex by watching a commercial in which a man 'washes' off grass, sporting and lawn care equipment, hoses, chainsaws (I think)and other objects clearly designated for men. Shit...I accidentally advertised in an attempt to thwart the original ad. At the apartment we are slowly realizing the disturbing nature of most commercials. Maybe we should all turn the TV off or put it on mute when the ads come on (like Simone) to decide what we really matters to us.
Which brings me to what else we covered in class this week. In psychoanalytic terms according to Lacan, we all must enter into the Symbolic world at some point (the normal world as we see it, a place where we fill our lives with things to make ourselves happy, aka following capitalism/the man/patriarchal society). When we enter into this world we lose a 'pound of flesh' which creates a 'wound' that we are all constantly trying to heal throughout the course of our lives. Every time we fill that void with 'something' we eventually pass that point of desire and want something new, therefore opening the 'wound' once more. According to Zizek we will never be truly happy because of this. Yay, now I can go get some cheese and temporarily fill that void. Thanks so much Zizek for simplifying our existence to the point where nothing matters. I think I will take what you said into consideration and try to prove you wrong. I also urge others to discover why life has more meaning than one may think (let's do this by trying to stay out of specific religious territory). I believe a lot of things are important because all we know is our own happiness. The best we can do is fill the 'wound'. I always come back to this but..for example, when you hear a song and it hits you just right while the sun may be setting or you are driving and the wind is just right, or you are with your significant other and things are going well, or you heard it at the right place and the right time, or you heard it in a movie and it reminded you of the moment you cherished in the film when you heard it again somewhere else. There are countless other instances where you may experience something like this and feel a sort of life affirming sensation. I think these are small moments that fill the 'wound' but never go away.
I think if you find and meditate on these moments and you will be a little bit more content each time. I'm not even quite sure what I just said, but I think if you know what I've been saying you might get IT. What is IT you might ask? More on that next time...
Alright enough of that deep stuff...time for some lunch. Oh yes and Fergie, please quit the Black Eyed Peas and become a rock singer, Slash knew what was up when he hired you.
Top 5 worst college basketball bracket selections
1. 2010 (Fuck you Kentucky)
2. 2010 (Fuck you Syracuse for beating UVM and losing later on)
3. 2010 (Fuck you Georgetown for just being terrible)
4. 2010 (Thank you Kansas for ruining everyone else's bracket)
5. 2011 (I'm already fucked)
...The lack of cheese that's getting to me right now.
Watch Jeopardy.
Just wanted to say that the Wild Beasts album is awesome.
In class this week we discussed the fact that WE don't exist, yet we do because others are around to recognize us...perhaps this is why we don't like being alone, we start to disintegrate slowly into nothing more than a conscious mind.
Very sick of those 'Smell like a Man' commercials. Matt and Steve agree that one should go without showering for a while to smell like a man. Let's continue to further the masculinity complex by watching a commercial in which a man 'washes' off grass, sporting and lawn care equipment, hoses, chainsaws (I think)and other objects clearly designated for men. Shit...I accidentally advertised in an attempt to thwart the original ad. At the apartment we are slowly realizing the disturbing nature of most commercials. Maybe we should all turn the TV off or put it on mute when the ads come on (like Simone) to decide what we really matters to us.
Which brings me to what else we covered in class this week. In psychoanalytic terms according to Lacan, we all must enter into the Symbolic world at some point (the normal world as we see it, a place where we fill our lives with things to make ourselves happy, aka following capitalism/the man/patriarchal society). When we enter into this world we lose a 'pound of flesh' which creates a 'wound' that we are all constantly trying to heal throughout the course of our lives. Every time we fill that void with 'something' we eventually pass that point of desire and want something new, therefore opening the 'wound' once more. According to Zizek we will never be truly happy because of this. Yay, now I can go get some cheese and temporarily fill that void. Thanks so much Zizek for simplifying our existence to the point where nothing matters. I think I will take what you said into consideration and try to prove you wrong. I also urge others to discover why life has more meaning than one may think (let's do this by trying to stay out of specific religious territory). I believe a lot of things are important because all we know is our own happiness. The best we can do is fill the 'wound'. I always come back to this but..for example, when you hear a song and it hits you just right while the sun may be setting or you are driving and the wind is just right, or you are with your significant other and things are going well, or you heard it at the right place and the right time, or you heard it in a movie and it reminded you of the moment you cherished in the film when you heard it again somewhere else. There are countless other instances where you may experience something like this and feel a sort of life affirming sensation. I think these are small moments that fill the 'wound' but never go away.
I think if you find and meditate on these moments and you will be a little bit more content each time. I'm not even quite sure what I just said, but I think if you know what I've been saying you might get IT. What is IT you might ask? More on that next time...
Alright enough of that deep stuff...time for some lunch. Oh yes and Fergie, please quit the Black Eyed Peas and become a rock singer, Slash knew what was up when he hired you.
Top 5 worst college basketball bracket selections
1. 2010 (Fuck you Kentucky)
2. 2010 (Fuck you Syracuse for beating UVM and losing later on)
3. 2010 (Fuck you Georgetown for just being terrible)
4. 2010 (Thank you Kansas for ruining everyone else's bracket)
5. 2011 (I'm already fucked)
...The lack of cheese that's getting to me right now.
Watch Jeopardy.
Just wanted to say that the Wild Beasts album is awesome.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Oh My Gawd it's back!... and a top five list
It's been awhile...since I last posted, not that damn Staind song. Looking back on some of these posts; what a grumpy bastard I was, but oh well, no apologies. I'm going to try and update this pretty frequently with shorter posts which call attention to important things in the world of Charts. Ego aside, join me for the last few months of my (and my friends') time at UVM.
Spring break has been a hell of a time let me tell you... All the toilet paper I knead (like the dough), some home cooked dinners, lots of leftover soda from the Superbowl Party, multiple new terms I've learned from Travis like turtling, a new craze hitting Belchertown High School. Apparently it involves one turning someone's personal items inside out when they aren't looking, backpacks are a popular choice for this. What happened to the good old days of the finger circle held below the belt? Have such wholesome games gone by the wayside?
I also spend a lot of time reading Ooooolysays (Ulysses for those of you unlearned readers...ahem)and listening to good music...including Gaga and NOT Kesha. Why does she not receive a $ might you ask? She spent it all developing her whorish image...zing! I brush my teeth with toothpaste thank you very much. By the way I think P Diddy wakes up in a nice bed every morning, not a bathtub. Pop stars, stop copying Gaga, you can't do it, she's an original... and remember she is a LADY, not a strumpet. Katy Perry, be careful, you are almost on my shitlist.
Not too much else going on over here in Belchertown right now...but we'll see what happens over the course of the week. Also, each post will contain a top five list of my choice, if anyone has any suggestions let me know, but today it will be...cheeses of course. Perhaps tomorrow I will list my top 5 high school crushes, the limits are endless, come back and see.
Top Five Cheeses
1. Aged Cabot Cheddar in the black wax
2. Seriously Sharp Cabot Cheddar found at most stores of the Grocery
3. Wisconsin Cheddar...not better than Vermont cheddar, but delectable nonetheless
4. Any other Sharp Cheddar I can get my hands on
5. American/Blue...melts well/Tangy flavor
Spring break has been a hell of a time let me tell you... All the toilet paper I knead (like the dough), some home cooked dinners, lots of leftover soda from the Superbowl Party, multiple new terms I've learned from Travis like turtling, a new craze hitting Belchertown High School. Apparently it involves one turning someone's personal items inside out when they aren't looking, backpacks are a popular choice for this. What happened to the good old days of the finger circle held below the belt? Have such wholesome games gone by the wayside?
I also spend a lot of time reading Ooooolysays (Ulysses for those of you unlearned readers...ahem)and listening to good music...including Gaga and NOT Kesha. Why does she not receive a $ might you ask? She spent it all developing her whorish image...zing! I brush my teeth with toothpaste thank you very much. By the way I think P Diddy wakes up in a nice bed every morning, not a bathtub. Pop stars, stop copying Gaga, you can't do it, she's an original... and remember she is a LADY, not a strumpet. Katy Perry, be careful, you are almost on my shitlist.
Not too much else going on over here in Belchertown right now...but we'll see what happens over the course of the week. Also, each post will contain a top five list of my choice, if anyone has any suggestions let me know, but today it will be...cheeses of course. Perhaps tomorrow I will list my top 5 high school crushes, the limits are endless, come back and see.
Top Five Cheeses
1. Aged Cabot Cheddar in the black wax
2. Seriously Sharp Cabot Cheddar found at most stores of the Grocery
3. Wisconsin Cheddar...not better than Vermont cheddar, but delectable nonetheless
4. Any other Sharp Cheddar I can get my hands on
5. American/Blue...melts well/Tangy flavor
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