Friday, April 22, 2005

Random Thoughts

I went and saw this French movie yesterday. It was called Look at Me, It was about a fat French girl named Lolita. It was an original, nice story. But kinda boring. It was over two hours long and that was a good half hour too long. But that reminds me I have half a bag of gummi bears left-over. Hold on while I get them.
Yum. Motu is interested and confused.
Lemons are yummy. I made myself this delicious glass of lemonade this morning. It was delicious and refreshing, but I think it gave me the runs. Can lemons give you the runs?
Cottonelle toilet paper is the superior brand of tissue. It is just the right thickness. Not too thick that it rolls up and gets all balled in your butt and then clogs your toilet. Nor is it too thin and math paper-like so you end up with dookie on your hand.
I still hate my cats. Well not Roofie so much because I have sort of gotten rid of Motu's expensive bed. But Otis knocked my raincoat on the floor and then pukes in it. How do you not hate that?
Jon is in MN, Minneapolis specifically. While jon is away I eat mostly out of bowls.
I am leaving for a week in MA on Monday. I am excited.
I am listening to Air American right now and Randi Rhodes is making me mad. She is one smart bitch though.
I am going to go to the SF public library now.
When Jon is away, Motu sleep right in his spot. He uses Jon's pillow and sleeps with his head poking out of the blankets just like he is people.
Jon will be home late tonight. Yeah!
Sorry this entry was so boring.

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Movie review

I went to the movies this afternoon. I think I went because this movie house makes the best popcorn eva and they use REAL butter, and we all know 'butter makes it better'.
So I saw Ganges: River to Heaven.
It is a movie about this city in India on the Ganges river called, Varnasi. If you want to see what is was about you can read the review. It is pretty cut and dry.
I like to watch movies about India. I like to read books that take place in India. I like to look at pictures of India. I don't think I ever want to go to India. All those people, so close together, YIKES!

But this movie was really insightful, it helps you see the very interesting relationship Hindu Indians have with death and heaven and reincarnation and the Ganges river (which they pronounce Ganga, sounds like ganja with a hard g). They all seemed so intimate with death. They were not afraid to hold the person and force feed them various medicines. The whole family would hang out in these hospice rooms and keep a death watch on the people. It was really spiritual. When the loved ones died, they would bathe the body in the river and then cremate it. Some bodies (due to the method they died) would not be cremated but simply submerged and floated off into the river. They had an engineering team who was getting the pollution rating of the river. For drinking water there should be 0 levels of fecal coliform. And for bathing it was something like 40 per ml. Somedays the river is 100,000 per ml. People bathe daily in the river. They drink it they take bottles of it home for the sick and infirmed who can't make it to the river. Because the river is supposed to kill the evil inside you and so the people think the river goddess will protect them from the pollution.
If you get a chance to see it. I would say go. It isn't really that depressing even though it is all about death. It is really interested. They said there was about 100 bodies burned at the river a day, and a body takes about 3 hours to burn.
So it is not unusual to see bloated purple corpses floating by while babies and people are bathing and drinking the water.

I was getting grossed out because the guy in the theater took his shoes off. I would not do well in India.

ugh i revised this thing and added all these interesting facts and then blogger shat out on me. And so this idiot, non spell checked version was published. I apologize, just in case anyone read this.

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

I posted some new photos

You can go here and see some of my pictures. Also you can look at some of my lame drawing from my pastel class.

I woke up this morning and was hungry. It was like 8 am and so I had a bowl of Cheerios. Jon got up and left for work. I put on some tv. I love PBS in the morning. So I was watching this show about Ethics in medicine and how Kant's theories apply to modern medicine. I know fascinating right?

Well I still fell asleep and had this dream I was in this like super market gym. It was super bright and everyone was dressed in aerobic gear.

Apparently, I was taking this yoga class and I was going through the motions and everything trying to remember how I got there or where I was (a little bit of lucid dreaming for you). So the class FINALLY ended, it turns out I am just as lazy in my dreams. I leave and the next class was coming in. It was a kick boxing class and I see Maria. She has her boxing gloves on and she is just as surprised to see me as I am her. We chat for a while and then her class started. Then I see James, who was the cute denim designer when I worked at Nautica. He was waiting for his class to start and he had some post cards for me(?) It was nice to see him.

So I wake up and I feel all tired and sore and there was this weird old lady exercise program on PBS. The lady was like 70 and she was exercising from a chair. But I guess now I know why there was all that counting in my dream that is not normally associated with yoga.

Sleater-Kinney is playing here in June, at the biggest venue in SF. That is weird. I am trying to decide if it is worth it to go.

It is official the Spearderline are preggers. At least she has a reason why she has let herself go.

Friday, April 08, 2005

Stuff to Report

My new favorite show is on Bravo. It is called "Showdog: Mom's and Dad's," If is fucking hilarious. And it makes me look downright sane with my dogg obsession. I advise you all to watch it whenever you get the chance. The people on it are a hoot to say the least. I think my favorite was when Lourdes from Miami took her German Shepherd in for a fertility consult with the vet and then proceeded to cry when she saw the size of the endoscope ( I think that is what the think is called that has a tiny camera at the end to take a peek). Lourdes was like, "you are going to put that whole thing into her twat?" And then said twat like 12 more times. Bravo, Bravo for not editing out twat.

I saw Sin City, welcome back to gratuitous violence. I have never shied away from violence and even though it is comic book-y violence. It is still pretty raw. I love Jessica Alba, and she didn't fail, she was smokin and had a small but pivotal plot in the movie. The one liners were pretty funny. Tarentino and Rodriguez are a natural pair. And I guess their pairing would explain the violence. Mickey Rourke was easily my favorite character, I haven't liked him in anything since Wild Orchid. Oh did I mention it was violent? Rosario Dawson looked stunning, I like her anyways but she is dating that super hot guy that was Samantha's boyfriend (smith?) in the last season of Sex in the City. You got you see Jaime King's breasts for a long time and they are enviably beautiful.

Lastly, the new Beck album, Guero, does not suck, even a little.

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Cry Me a River

Things that have made me weepy over the last week or so.

1) the song Ordinary People by John Legend
2) The first announcement of the Pope dying on CNN. Have I been in a church in the last 15 years (excluding weddings and voting)? Do I even care about the pope? no and no.
3) Watching a cat have kittens on "that's my baby" on Animal Planet.
4) My Uncle Thom died (ok admittedly legitimate, except he has been in the painful process of dying for months).
5) reading various blogs on the internet.
6) Realizing we cannot afford anything outside of Crackton and Junkieville in all of NoCal.
7) booking my flight home to Massachusetts and then realizing there is no physical way I can get to NYC for a weekend of visiting without getting disowned by my mother.
8) Sending my dad a check because he is raising money to run the Boston Marathon. Just something else I am missing.
9) not being able to find an extention cord when I decide I want to drill some hooks for the door. NOW!
10) running out of Spice V8 (can you say super yum?).
11) Realizing I lost my copy of the Chicago Manual of Style 15th edition. It was a $60 fucking book, and I lost it in the GD move. I just figured it would eventually "turn up".