utterly pointless
Good things:
Cooking. Vegetable stir fry is really easy to make. Really good rice. Rice COOKERS. Sweet. Dairy free brownies.
Craig Thompson's Blankets.
Emails from Tokyo. Anticipation.
My friend Christina.
Sealab 2021.
Watching Bush get his ass handed to him in a sack by John Kerry.
Jim McDermott is on C-SPAN right now. Goddamn that guy makes me proud to come from Washington. He just said "punk rock is not going to be the in thing. Voting is going to be the in thing."
I am still relentlessly listening to Fleetwood Mac. And The Cocteau Twins now.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind - I stand by my assessment it is the best film ever made - for me. I do not think there can be a singular movie that is greater than all others. But for me, and my own reasons, and my perceptions of the world, and as someone who has watched a lot of old movies - it is my favorite movie.
Bad things:
There's this girl at the local supermarket I go to. One day she had on a t shirt with a quote on it that was really Edward Gorey, some grim, morbid take on children. The quote was unattributed. While bagging my groceries I asked her who said it. She said it was a quote from John Wayne Gacy. Gacy, for those who don't read Juxtapoz magazine occasionally or had that weird period where you study odd subjects like serial killers, was the clown - no I mean literally, really a clown, who killed lots and lots of children. I remarked upon how weird it was that his art sold for so much money. Next time she ends up being my checkout person she talks about serial killers.
I am full of bizzare trivia. Completely useless, pointless. If you get me going, I will remark upon the strangest stuff offhandedly. I never really studied serial killers - I thought they were an eschatological dead end. They consume so much imagination for their extremity, but the actual number of people they kill is far outweighed by the number of children killed or sexually abused by family members. Sadly they become figures of enchantment in the broader imagination because of that extremity. That is not to denigrate any of the suffering they have caused - for some weird reason people I know who grew up where I did have a pointed reaction to the Green River murders, because we lived in their shadow and the news we got on them weekly entered our brain at the same juncture fear of nuclear apocalypse did. It was a boogeyman.
So anyway, I still have for some reason a bizzare amount of trivial knowledge in my head about serial killers as well as knowing that a lean to moisture trap is the most effective way to catch water in the desert and Jean Yves Escoffier's first film photographed in America was The Crow 2. So every time over the past six months I get groceries and this girl is at the checkout stand, she makes small talk about serial killers and their foibles. I tend to reel off.
So the other night I go in the grocery store pretty late, and as I walk in the door she's manning a checkstand and she actually quite literally yells "HI SERIAL KILLER GUY!"
I kid you not every face in the store turned to stare at my unshaven visage.
And finally - Nick got quoted in The Onion today. That's the second time Death Cab have been in a feature fake story in The Onion. But this time they attributed him a fake quote.
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Cooking. Vegetable stir fry is really easy to make. Really good rice. Rice COOKERS. Sweet. Dairy free brownies.
Craig Thompson's Blankets.
Emails from Tokyo. Anticipation.
My friend Christina.
Sealab 2021.
Watching Bush get his ass handed to him in a sack by John Kerry.
Jim McDermott is on C-SPAN right now. Goddamn that guy makes me proud to come from Washington. He just said "punk rock is not going to be the in thing. Voting is going to be the in thing."
I am still relentlessly listening to Fleetwood Mac. And The Cocteau Twins now.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind - I stand by my assessment it is the best film ever made - for me. I do not think there can be a singular movie that is greater than all others. But for me, and my own reasons, and my perceptions of the world, and as someone who has watched a lot of old movies - it is my favorite movie.
Bad things:
There's this girl at the local supermarket I go to. One day she had on a t shirt with a quote on it that was really Edward Gorey, some grim, morbid take on children. The quote was unattributed. While bagging my groceries I asked her who said it. She said it was a quote from John Wayne Gacy. Gacy, for those who don't read Juxtapoz magazine occasionally or had that weird period where you study odd subjects like serial killers, was the clown - no I mean literally, really a clown, who killed lots and lots of children. I remarked upon how weird it was that his art sold for so much money. Next time she ends up being my checkout person she talks about serial killers.
I am full of bizzare trivia. Completely useless, pointless. If you get me going, I will remark upon the strangest stuff offhandedly. I never really studied serial killers - I thought they were an eschatological dead end. They consume so much imagination for their extremity, but the actual number of people they kill is far outweighed by the number of children killed or sexually abused by family members. Sadly they become figures of enchantment in the broader imagination because of that extremity. That is not to denigrate any of the suffering they have caused - for some weird reason people I know who grew up where I did have a pointed reaction to the Green River murders, because we lived in their shadow and the news we got on them weekly entered our brain at the same juncture fear of nuclear apocalypse did. It was a boogeyman.
So anyway, I still have for some reason a bizzare amount of trivial knowledge in my head about serial killers as well as knowing that a lean to moisture trap is the most effective way to catch water in the desert and Jean Yves Escoffier's first film photographed in America was The Crow 2. So every time over the past six months I get groceries and this girl is at the checkout stand, she makes small talk about serial killers and their foibles. I tend to reel off.
So the other night I go in the grocery store pretty late, and as I walk in the door she's manning a checkstand and she actually quite literally yells "HI SERIAL KILLER GUY!"
I kid you not every face in the store turned to stare at my unshaven visage.
And finally - Nick got quoted in The Onion today. That's the second time Death Cab have been in a feature fake story in The Onion. But this time they attributed him a fake quote.
"Bush is fucking evil," said Nick Harmer, bassist for Death Cab For Cutie. "The economy is for shit, and we're stuck in this unjust war that he lied about to get us to agree to. Me and the other guys in the band wanted to do something real to get him out of office. We were like, 'We gotta do a concert.'"
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