Monday, February 28, 2005

The Crab Festival

I wrote the following while I was out alone in the city, read on if you dare, I just thought it might interest some of you. It might be a waste of time, you be the judge.

Today I find myself at the SF Crab Festival, I never liked sea food and never really had crab and I still haven’t. Festivals really bring people together- I haven’t been in the city in months and this is where I have ended up. Waiting for a band to begin while watching a raffle for which I had no ticket, I really was having a great time. I would have gotten something to drink but I had no money or not enough. The band played Bluegrass, Irish, Cajun and old time music. There was a violinist, mandolinist, cellist and what appeared to be a Hawaiian guitarist. They started with a song about cream corn and went into “Polly Wally Doodle All Day”, truly amazing stuff. It don’t mean a thing if you ain’t go that swing, the man wailed passionately and smoothly. It was a soft melody with a sweet violin solo, very pure. A child dancing is a very happy sight. I can’t help but smile; I guess that’s why they always put them on the screen at baseball games. As a child I didn’t like festivals much but now I wish I had been able to appreciate them. The crab was starting to smell real good but I had no money to try it, even if I built up the courage to do so. Harmonica never appealed to me more then right now. I suppose the cellist was more of a bassist, looked about the same to me though. The Shots were the name of the band, each song impressed me more. Sitting in Union Square listening to the lead singer make rips on commercialism was refreshing, when surrounded by it so blatantly. The more I see children with their families the more I know I want kids of my own. Listening to this music I really feel like I am in A Mighty Wind, good music this is, and I am the only one under 20, sitting here solely for the music. They played “These boots are made for walking” probably the best version I had heard. A woman in black leather sits in front of me and cheers her heart out. Later she pulls out a fancy scarf which she continues to knit. Un-expected things happen everyday. Listening to a violinist play down an alley had to give him a dollar with a smile, I love this city.

P.S
I think my roommate is going mad, he laughs like the Joker with an intent lost to mankind.

Sunday, February 27, 2005

Wheres the love for Marty?

Ok, so Million Dollar Baby was my number 1 movie of the year and I loved it through and through. On top of that Clint Eastwood is one of the coolest guys in the world and his movies are just pure genuis but still I really wanted to see Martin Scorsese walk away with that best director Oscar. He really deserves it and he has been robbed over the years and this was his chance for redemption which was never realized. Early on in the show as I watched The Aviator snag best editor, best costume design and the few other Oscars it won this evening I thought that for sure Scorsese would finally get it. Its really painful to see one of the greatest directors of all time get completely ignored by the academy. It boggles the mind that he didn't get one for The Goodfellas in 1990 or for Raging Bull or one of the other masterpieces he has made over the years.

Switching gears a bit, I really need to see Sidney Lumet movies. Besides Dog Day Afternoon I don't think I have seen any of his movies, and a lot of them are all time classics. And I don't know about anyone else but that clip of Vin Diesel in Lumet's upcoming film looked amazing, maybe Diesel will be as good as I think he could be, or at times is (Saving Private Ryan, Fast and the Furious). Anyways, I think overall it was a good show, Chris Rock had his moments but it was kinda funny to see Jay Z in the crowd and have P. Diddy be a presenter. What was with that? I got the connections, (Beyonce with Jay Z) but it was still pretty funny. I must say I am very shocked to see MDB get not just best director but best picture as well, being my number one pick this year its really mindblowing that the acadmey apperently sees eye to eye with me this year, but never-the-less Scorsese should of taken that Oscar. Oh well, maybe The Departed will be even better then The Aviator and the Acadmey will get a chance to redeem it self. Night all, I got an essay to write....

Thursday, February 24, 2005

Nothing much to say

First off, I want to encourage dan to continue with the style of postings that he started in the comment section of one of the recent postings. And on a second note I never understood that girls don't seem to process stuff the same way as guys. I don't know, that kinda shocked me. Anyways I don't have anything interesting to post right now, I'm too preoccupied with many a happening in my life, later all.
P.S. And maybe we shouldn't boot anyone right now, give chris a chance to prove him self like dan is starting to.

So now that we are on the subject

I think chris' ass should be kicked of the blog. What would he have to say anyways, "oh wow me and Natalia, life is great". So all in favor of Chris leaving the blog say ay, or what ever that shit is. Just kidding, I'm sorry Chris. On that note, I'm sorry to Alrik as well. However there are a lot of little or hopefully not so little ladies in your life man. I mean look at some other people, I'm not going to name names, but they have limited options. It is dangerous for me to talk about girls on the blog because I do have a girl friend so when you (alrik) post all of this stuff there is not much for me to work off. But I will try (so far all I got was that Alrik is talking (aka trying to hook up with in the great mind of Perry) to input something of more value then my current efforts.
ps. Maybe we should kick Chris off and add Mr. Lee. He could add his cynical view and random mentioning of Scarlet
pps. every time I spell check the blog it always wants to replace Alrik with Walrus, wtf

Not so speechless

You know, its kind of nice to read a whole post didicated to your own love life, or in my case, lack there of. It really puts things into perspective. After taking this cyber ass beating (metaphorically of course) I stepped back and thought, what ever could Perry be talking about? Turns out discussing the opposite sex almost in general, automatically means I am trying to "hook up" with every girl I know or don't know. Thats a pretty interesting concept that Perry came up with, very interesting indeed. Whats even more perplexing is that Perry comes to the conclusion that he should compare his interactions with girls to mine, when he can barely bring himself to talk with girls, besides his gf of course. I guess thats what you call loyalty.

Coincidence

So this stuff seems to happen to me all the time. I was once again listening to my dear friend Alrik whine, neh, contemplate what he should do about all the young ladies in his life that smile at him but don't say hello. This reminded me of a girl that I see quite often but never talk to. I told Alrik of my similar situation, and just as I was instant messaging Alrik I received a message from somebody I did not know. Upon further investigation I found out that this person that had messaged me was the girl that I never talk to. This timing was very strange indeed. But it seems that without leaving my room I had gotten to know this chick better then the 18 or so that Alrik is going to hook up with this semester.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

A Simple Truth

Happeniness bends in order to suit,
Every single person all across the earth.
It can be as simple as a piece of fruit,
Or as complex as a new childs birth.
One day its fresh, the next it could be wilted.

Alrik Bursell

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Music over girls

Call me crazy but at times if I had to choose between classic rock/folk/blues music and a attractive girl I'd probably have to go for the music.

I don't have anything of anymore wisdom to bestow upon the interenet at this point but I encourage my partners to start to contribute. If you don't your just going to end up with me posting whatever I feel like, and you don't want that.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Mr. Willis

I read an article today that put me in an optimistic mood. Everyones favorite action star Bruce Willis is about to make good movies once again, or at least its very likely that this will be the case. Hostage, his latest in a slew of unsuccessful/bad movies over the last few years is about to come out, but in April of this year the first in a new line of potentially good movies will be released.
Sin City has amazing tilt for me and could be simply outstanding, so hopefully this one will lead the way for Willis' other upcoming pics, such as Alpha Dog and Die Hard 4.0 which is slated to start filming in the Fall. For more info on this check out http://www.movieweb.com/news/news.php?id=6737. The article is pretty good but has a whole thing about how Kevin Pollack is the worst actor in the history of actors and should be shot, which is a little off topic.
I don't if I really agree with that, he has had some bad roles but over all I think he is decent enough, especially with his great performance in The Usual Suspects. But besides that one role I think I might be getting him confused with another actor, but who knows maybe he sucks all together.
On a different note I feel bad for Willis, having to deal with pretty boy Ashton dating his ex wife and in a way embarrassing him publicly. But perhaps its not as bad as it seems, but personally I would love to see him reclaim his thorn as Ultimate-Bad-Ass of the silver screen. Only time will tell.

Sight at First Love

I met you in the morning the sun had barely come,
I spoke a bit too softly as you quarried me lightly,
Do you know where any of that’s from?

Replying I don’t, you whispered from the throat,
Hello nice to meet you join me for a bite?
Gladly I will but Miss, is that your coat?

I’m a lady she slyly retorts, as she shuffles and sorts,
Nervously smiling, I could not be offended.
She walked on slowly, I walked up boldly.
I am your new man, is that your plan?

Wrong again but just not too hasty,
Love is a strong word don’t go and waste it.
I don’t mind at all your kisses are tasty
As my life she can throw into the pit.

But she has never gone all our lives long.
And together we lie all the while we sigh,
Forever engulfed in each others charm.

Alrik Bursell

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Plea

Baby how could this happen?
Why did you do this to me?
I may not be blind but I can never see
If its with him or me that you are smitten.
Now, I know you are not just some kitten,
But even Tigers don’t always have to use their claws.

You've been there before.

Monday, February 07, 2005

Science...

I would post something scientific and important to our society, but umm, right... The last thing I learned in my science class is about Aztec Canniablism, oh delicoius. But the reason of this post is to shout out to perry and dan and chris. I KNOW YOU GUYS ALL WRITE POETRY AND SHIT!!! POST IT! Man, lol, Ok, enough for now, later guys, and post that creative side....come on you know you wanna.

Green: Energy

Popular Science magazine had an article about a solar generator that is not like the solar panels you put on your roof. It generates electricity by magnifying the sun with a mirror. At the point where the light is magnified it gets really hot and heats up hydrogen making it expand and drive a piston. For More info check out popular science website.

Friday, February 04, 2005

Makeup Blues

You have the same hair
Your all the same size
Your cute, your gorgeous
And your hiding your eyes
Oh baby,
Why would you cover up with lies?

Take off all that makeup,
And let me see your mind.

Walking down the street,
I see you all the time.
One of you walks by me,
Another’s right behind.
Oh honey,
This ain’t at all fine.

Take off your makeup,
I want to see your mind.
(solo)

Down at the beach
I can’t believe my eyes
Your sitting on a blanket
With your makeup at your side
Oh no sugar,
You crossed over the line

Get rid of that damn makeup,
I gotta see your mind.

Now this is just silly,
Your looking like a whore.
I have to see inside you,
Or I don’t want to see no more.
Oh sweetheart,
What are you doing this for?

Throw away your makeup,
Or get right out the door!

Yes, it is a song, and I hope this makes you laugh more then it makes you cry.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

Green: Orange Plastic


Some scientist found a way to turn orange waste into plastic. Oranges a building block for 'greener' plastic

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Beauty Shines

Wind blows hair from eyes revealing
The sighs of her last lament,
Saying things they never meant.

Butterflys sore to bounce off the ceiling
Of her belly while retina meet,
Suddenly staring at her feet.

Beauty feels the awkwardness sliding,
Greeting the sun her eyes lift
To see his face had no time to shift.

Alrik Bursell

Green: Transportation

So everybody in the world should download plans to make a solar scooter, then make it and drive around. That is what I'm going to do.
Solar Powered Scooters

Story "Part II"

"See you back in SC", Bobby shouts as he hops onto the bus. His time in the backcountry is over but his two friends are hiking for the rest of the week. He walks towards the back of the bus and takes a seat behind a guy and what looks like his girlfriend. Bobby slumps into the seat and dozes off. The bus is one of those tall touring buses with room underneath for your luggage. Bobby opens his eyes half way just enough to see the sun beginning to set between the edges of the, now golden, granite valley. As he watches the pine trees and granite boulders pass by he begins to listen to the conversation that the couple in front of him is having. "the others . . . They were having so many problems", says the girl to the guy. She continues, "the leaders were worried", the guy responds, "they'll be fine, they know what they got themselves into . . .". Bobby can't really hear precisely what they are talking about but he turns his ear towards them and listens harder. The dude is talking, "the bacteria first attacks the litovaze in your stomach and then" "Swooosh" a semi passes by and Bobby can't hear for a second. Now the girl is talking, "it looks so horrible". Bobby is starting to get a little bit worried now. He thinks to himself, "what are these people talking about?", he has not quiet come of off the stupor he was in and he decides he should get some more sleep. When he wakes up it is dark and he is still tired. The couple in front of him are still talking, however, now Bobby can't understand a word they're saying. He shakes his head and listens again. Still all he hears its, "Guuummjikeee ye ki ki diklo hmmm". These people are speaking some language he has never heard. He starts figating and trying to go back to sleep but he can't. There is something about these people that is making him nervous.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

DVD collectors only

Now this article is part retarded but part the funniest thing I have ever read. It speaks to me especially because I am a dvd collector and I feel this guys pain, sort of. http://www.movieweb.com/dvd/news/news.php?id=6539

I'm not so sure...

Well I had this great thing I was going to erect onto the interenet but I completely lost it, so this will be freehand. Oh yes baby, freehand. Whatever that means. Lots of hotties out today, the sun was shining bright and every self respecting guy knows exactly what that means. I don't even have to say it. Anyways yah I love sunny days, man are they great. Not just for the above reasons but running in the sun, playing sports in the sun, lying in the sun, listening to music in the sun...they all rock hardcore style. So with a day full of 4'6" illegal street racing girls, attractive female teachers who make you feel guilty for sleeping in their class, work in the morning and night, and a whole bunch of annoying O.C chicks it was still pretty nice. Not to say all those things are that bad but they can sometimes put a damper on an otherwise perfect situation. What situation? Well there really was no situation, thats why I mentioned these characters, cuz my interactions today, (social and other) were just not that interesting.

But overall it was still a great day, Whaeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee just great. The one thing that continues to plauge my life tho, making each second worse and worse is our Dining Center at my college. Ive come to see it as this kind of feastering organism that exists entirely for the purpose of decaying. Honestly I've been there 4 or 5 times since ive started the semester and its gotten steadly worse each time. The quality of the food has declined from the low level it was at before, the service is worse and it is as if they have run out of supplies on the first day. Not to mention the population of people who eat at the center has gone up so its even worse then it has to be. I might have to not eat there anymore, but I probably will anyways because I am too lazy and stingy to do anything else. Stingy perhaps is too harsh, maybe low on funds is more accurate. At any rate the whole thing stinks. The girls are still hot though, so I at least get a nice view with my low quality meal. Too bad there is no mute button.

Anywhoo on to something of more interest. UMM.... well that post I posted, simply titled "A girl" yah nothing since the one night, so its turning out to be all one cruel joke, unless of course I (fill in blank) HA I hope everyone got that. I doubt it but since only one other person is reading this I guess there is a chance. Oh wait maybe 2 now, ha. God, im the king of comedy. Right here. In the text (another gutbuster). I had a few great ideas for a movie today, and no not the alien one. I got a relationship comedy in the works. Its fermenting in my brain. It would be nice and simple. Just a series of funny situations. Maybe have it be like 5-10mins long and just feature the same characters living out certain situations and saying hilarious dialoug. Yah that beats the shit out of anything else I've thought of recently. Except maybe that one about the internet dater, WHOA thats hilarious. That wasn't a joke, its just my interenet dater script could be the next "Nepoleon Dynamite" oh wait that movie sucked. OH RIGHT thats what I was going to write about.

Yeah these stupid fucking assholes in my class today were asked what their favorite movies of this year were, any movie you want, something you saw on dvd, at the theater, on TV... anything. So guess what the dumb ass girl said. I swear to God she built it up to, she was going on like "well I have to say the best movie I've seen this year is-" and I swear I thought she was going to say Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind or Garden State, something I could let slide. But the dumbass had to say "NEPOLEON DYNAMITE" I wanted to kill myself right then and there. Oh and another girl was asked the same question and oh yah she topped that with "Coach Carter" which I have not seen but I can't believe its even close to as good as Kill Bill Vol.2 or Kinsey, both not even on my top 5 of the year. And I'm sure these people have dvd players and they must have seen something better then those damn movies. Its not even like they had to think about it, to them without a doubt those were the best movies of the year. Jesus.

Story

“Tweeeeeeeet” a whistle sound pierces the dry afternoon calm. Bobby’s eyes look frantic as he inhales and prepares to blow again. “Tweeeeeet” Jason approaches from behind, the sweet on his forehead soaking through his bandana. He cups his hands around his mouth and yells “HENRY?!” Both guys stand still and listen intently. All they hear are trees as the wind blows through there needles. They both look really tired. Bobby sits down on a log and Jason takes off his pack and stretches as he looks to the West. The sun is slowly descending towards the granite slabs in the distance. Shadows are getting longer and the guys sit together on the log looking distraught. Finally Bobby gets up and with a determined look on his face turns to Jason, “I’m going to run up the path as far as I can and see if I see anything” Jason replies, “Ok . . . luck”. Bobby gives Jason a lackluster thumbs up and starts to jog up the path. Just then there is a movement in the brush directly in front of where Jason is sitting. A guy with untied boots, shorts and no pack stagers towards the stump. Jason jumps up and yells up the path where Bobby had just left, “Bobby, he’s here . . . what happened Adam?”. Adam “I just went for a piss and then . . . . .”