no movies. just a weekend recap.
the coast. there is nothing so soothing to me as water. looking at it, hearing it, playing in it...i love the stuff. the pacific ocean included. so friday afternoon after quite a few moments that proved to me the validity of astrology (mercury retrograde moments), the five of us take off for rockaway beach for a couple of nights of rest and relaxation. there are a little details that could be added but suffice it to say that, for me at least, mission accomplished. i love just talking to my friends. i love observing them. and i damn sure love eating their food. we all took a few walks on the beach. i attempted to walk along the jetty but could only go half way before i looked down. it was over after that. i totally froze. but i was proud of what i could do. that was all saturday. this morning was low key too. how much do i love waffles? a lot! the trip back to portland went a lot faster. probably due to no snow. all in all, i can never not enjoy myself when i'm surrounded by good people, food. oh, and water.
i just got off the phone with j for a 2 hour conversation. oh my god - for all of my protesting i've just resolved to be dating someone. that's what i get...lucky me.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Thursday, March 9, 2006
as the grey's girls say...
"seriously? seriously?!"
it's 1.30 in the morning and i'm updating my livejournal. needless to say it was a good night.
dave chapelle's block party. i loved it. loved it! who will also love it: fans of good hip hop and dave chapelle. who won't love it: everyone else and maybe some fans of the above but who don't really like 'concert movies'. too bad for them. a.
it's 1.30 in the morning and i'm updating my livejournal. needless to say it was a good night.
dave chapelle's block party. i loved it. loved it! who will also love it: fans of good hip hop and dave chapelle. who won't love it: everyone else and maybe some fans of the above but who don't really like 'concert movies'. too bad for them. a.
Wednesday, March 8, 2006
"kathy - did you fuck my dog?"
pretty persuasion. i walk into movie madness and all i really want is to see is something silly and funny. i see this movie and i remember some review that basically called it "mean girls" with an attitude. well, they weren't lying. it was dark, i mean "happiness" dark. truth is it took a lot to keep watching it. it was painful. the characters were too young to be so nasty. think of "heathers" times two. it was harsh and the movie didn't really have a point to me. it felt like all for shock and in that sense, it worked. in terms of being silly and funny, not so much. watch with caution. c.
but it's time to face the truth...
so i was all confused and upset because i didn't know how i felt and i was worried i was getting 'too involved' because all i did was write an email and didn't hear back from the guy. what the hell, right!? well, he wrote back. it was fine. i was, er, AM nuerotic and that's ok. so hopefully we'll go see 'dave chapelle's block party' tomorrow night.
jesus.
that's why i put myself in hibernation mode with men - i get insane. fucking balance.
jesus.
that's why i put myself in hibernation mode with men - i get insane. fucking balance.
Tuesday, March 7, 2006
exactly what i DIDN'T want
so, i went against my stance and went roller skating with d and her guy and this guy she believed would be great for me. well, this is exactly why i'm pissed off right now.
the "problem" is that i had a good time, i would even venture to say great. the "problem" is that i've decided to be true to my feelings and so i emailed him to tell him so. the "problem" is that i also, within this email, asked him to let me know if we could stop communicating through d and meet up and talk about what was said to her. the "problem" is that he hasn't responded. the "problem" is that i am bothered by this and it's only been one day. and finally, the "problem" is that i knew this would happen because it always does. i get into my head about what i think should be happening and that never matches up with what does happen.
exactly what i didn't want.
the "problem" is that i had a good time, i would even venture to say great. the "problem" is that i've decided to be true to my feelings and so i emailed him to tell him so. the "problem" is that i also, within this email, asked him to let me know if we could stop communicating through d and meet up and talk about what was said to her. the "problem" is that he hasn't responded. the "problem" is that i am bothered by this and it's only been one day. and finally, the "problem" is that i knew this would happen because it always does. i get into my head about what i think should be happening and that never matches up with what does happen.
exactly what i didn't want.
Sunday, March 5, 2006
"i'm proud to be a little out of touch"
i love george clooney.
the oscars. yes, i've gone review mad. anyway the oscars were great. fuck the naysayers: jon stewart leibowitz was great. i'm glad that george clooney won although for the contest i entered i picked matt dillon and i stand by it because while clooney did a good job i though dillon did a better one. i was not surprised with any of the other awards EXCEPT three-six mafia winning for 'it's hard out here for a pimp'. fuck yeah! i liked all three songs but i admit - i bought into the stereotype and didn't think they'd give an oscar to a rap song. thankfully, i was wrong. the truth is, as was said on npr also, that if you took that song out of the movie - the movie would lose something. the other songs/movies - not so much. so good. and, of course, that prompted my favorite jon stewart quote of the night, "for those of you keeping track at home: number of oscars for martin scorsese, zero...three-six mafia, one." it was a great show and i didn't even mind the inane lily tomlin/meryl streep tribute to robert altman intro. speech. the fashion was very boring. everyone looked the same, well except for michelle williams, selma hayek and helena bonham carter, it was all pale dresses or black dresses. yawn. and someone get maggie gyllenhall a back brace. she's gonna be stooped over completely by the time she's 45.
otherwise, sunday was good. i met up with the girlies for some fabric/yarn shopping at mill end. great place. then i ran an ass load of errands. then i had m over for oscar watching. i made a "breakfast for dinner" dinner. we had challah french toast, hash browns and turkey bacon. yum. i had a scone we could've split for dessert but that didn't happen. yay us. then i just read and did some snail mail letters. it was actually quite peaceful.
the bummer of the weekend was missing out on the March Fourth concert saturday night. it was f'ing sold out! i was truly bummed. i was all set to dance- especially after the pre-concert dance party we had at m's place. so we sulked and then i suggested bowling that was very lukewarmly accepted. we get to the interstate lanes place and cosmic bowling didn't start until 10pm and it was 9.15p. so....we sat around there, ostensibly, waiting until 10 to play. but you know how things happen and eventually d&g headed home and i went to m's and watched the last two episodes of the last season of 'sex and the city'. whatever.
the oscars. yes, i've gone review mad. anyway the oscars were great. fuck the naysayers: jon stewart leibowitz was great. i'm glad that george clooney won although for the contest i entered i picked matt dillon and i stand by it because while clooney did a good job i though dillon did a better one. i was not surprised with any of the other awards EXCEPT three-six mafia winning for 'it's hard out here for a pimp'. fuck yeah! i liked all three songs but i admit - i bought into the stereotype and didn't think they'd give an oscar to a rap song. thankfully, i was wrong. the truth is, as was said on npr also, that if you took that song out of the movie - the movie would lose something. the other songs/movies - not so much. so good. and, of course, that prompted my favorite jon stewart quote of the night, "for those of you keeping track at home: number of oscars for martin scorsese, zero...three-six mafia, one." it was a great show and i didn't even mind the inane lily tomlin/meryl streep tribute to robert altman intro. speech. the fashion was very boring. everyone looked the same, well except for michelle williams, selma hayek and helena bonham carter, it was all pale dresses or black dresses. yawn. and someone get maggie gyllenhall a back brace. she's gonna be stooped over completely by the time she's 45.
otherwise, sunday was good. i met up with the girlies for some fabric/yarn shopping at mill end. great place. then i ran an ass load of errands. then i had m over for oscar watching. i made a "breakfast for dinner" dinner. we had challah french toast, hash browns and turkey bacon. yum. i had a scone we could've split for dessert but that didn't happen. yay us. then i just read and did some snail mail letters. it was actually quite peaceful.
the bummer of the weekend was missing out on the March Fourth concert saturday night. it was f'ing sold out! i was truly bummed. i was all set to dance- especially after the pre-concert dance party we had at m's place. so we sulked and then i suggested bowling that was very lukewarmly accepted. we get to the interstate lanes place and cosmic bowling didn't start until 10pm and it was 9.15p. so....we sat around there, ostensibly, waiting until 10 to play. but you know how things happen and eventually d&g headed home and i went to m's and watched the last two episodes of the last season of 'sex and the city'. whatever.
Saturday, March 4, 2006
good day sunshine!
i think that's part of a chorus of some 60s song. who knows?
today fucking rocked! how gorgeous was it?! very, if i may answer my own rhetorically posed question.
so - movies? i met up with a new acquaintance and had some brunch and went to the movies downtown. i love the fox theatre because it's clean, big, stadium and mostly indie.
transamerica. i'm SO glad i got to squeeze this movie in before the oscars. you keep hearing about the best actress race really being between reese witherspoon and felicity huffman. as i like to say, i want to be an informed dissenter during the oscars. i digress. felicity huffman was superb as a pre-op MTF transexual named Sabrina Claire Osborne. i friggin' love that name. anyway, it's basically 'a funny thing happened on the way to operating room'. she discovers she has a son. road trip ensues and the whole 'really facing yourself' drama plays out. i won't talk more as to not ramble. talking about it won't ruin anything or become a spoiler but it's such a nice little story that it's best to just see it on screen. i truly enjoyed how it ended also, it was not so hollywood with a little red bow on it. some things just aren't easily resolved. a-
so that was a good movie viewing experience, well, except for the alarm that went off when there was 20 minutes left. so after that i got home and rested for about 20 minutes before i had to go back out and meet d&m for dinner at tin shed. I LOVE TIN SHED! then we all headed over to m's and just hung out. actually, we danced. m claimed she couldn't dance but it wasn't really true. we showed her a few moves though.
d has a fascinating theory about racial differences with dancing. she's all "the main reason a lot of white people get off rhythm is because they stay on the 1 and 3 beats while black people usually move to the 2 and 4 beats". so i watched them dance and i observed myself and lo and behind she was right!!!!! and the thing with the 1 and 3 beat is that they are awkward beats- they begin and stop suddenly - there is no flow to them. see if you notice...
today fucking rocked! how gorgeous was it?! very, if i may answer my own rhetorically posed question.
so - movies? i met up with a new acquaintance and had some brunch and went to the movies downtown. i love the fox theatre because it's clean, big, stadium and mostly indie.
transamerica. i'm SO glad i got to squeeze this movie in before the oscars. you keep hearing about the best actress race really being between reese witherspoon and felicity huffman. as i like to say, i want to be an informed dissenter during the oscars. i digress. felicity huffman was superb as a pre-op MTF transexual named Sabrina Claire Osborne. i friggin' love that name. anyway, it's basically 'a funny thing happened on the way to operating room'. she discovers she has a son. road trip ensues and the whole 'really facing yourself' drama plays out. i won't talk more as to not ramble. talking about it won't ruin anything or become a spoiler but it's such a nice little story that it's best to just see it on screen. i truly enjoyed how it ended also, it was not so hollywood with a little red bow on it. some things just aren't easily resolved. a-
so that was a good movie viewing experience, well, except for the alarm that went off when there was 20 minutes left. so after that i got home and rested for about 20 minutes before i had to go back out and meet d&m for dinner at tin shed. I LOVE TIN SHED! then we all headed over to m's and just hung out. actually, we danced. m claimed she couldn't dance but it wasn't really true. we showed her a few moves though.
d has a fascinating theory about racial differences with dancing. she's all "the main reason a lot of white people get off rhythm is because they stay on the 1 and 3 beats while black people usually move to the 2 and 4 beats". so i watched them dance and i observed myself and lo and behind she was right!!!!! and the thing with the 1 and 3 beat is that they are awkward beats- they begin and stop suddenly - there is no flow to them. see if you notice...
Friday, March 3, 2006
dutchboy
crappy day at work, yada, yada, yada.
i just went to the movies with m&t. man, i love that kennedy school!
walk the line. actually this was the second time i'd seen this movie. so obviously i like it. well, i liked it more this second time. i do believe reese will win the oscar for best actress and i wish that joaqin would but he won't. well, i don't know. my general problem with biopics is this: how are you really to judge? like last year with jamie foxx in 'ray'. it's always good to see someone's life played out on screen but can you really judge the acting? i guess you can but i find it hard. anyway, this movie is totally enjoyable and heartbreaking all at once. there've (oh look new word!) been many comments made that this is 'ray' but with white people and that's part of my issue - these are two different people's lives. they may've had a similar trajectory but they are not the same at all. respect to the men in black and black men. a.
what else did i do today? nothing.
i just went to the movies with m&t. man, i love that kennedy school!
walk the line. actually this was the second time i'd seen this movie. so obviously i like it. well, i liked it more this second time. i do believe reese will win the oscar for best actress and i wish that joaqin would but he won't. well, i don't know. my general problem with biopics is this: how are you really to judge? like last year with jamie foxx in 'ray'. it's always good to see someone's life played out on screen but can you really judge the acting? i guess you can but i find it hard. anyway, this movie is totally enjoyable and heartbreaking all at once. there've (oh look new word!) been many comments made that this is 'ray' but with white people and that's part of my issue - these are two different people's lives. they may've had a similar trajectory but they are not the same at all. respect to the men in black and black men. a.
what else did i do today? nothing.
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