Today should have been a great day, but it fell into the porcelain fixture. Harold's been away with my van all day (he took it last night) and hasn't brought it back yet. Now, it's 7:40 and the day is shot.
The temperature got up to 90 degrees at Miramar, and there were thunderstorms and flash floods as close as Escondido, but nothing reached Mira Mesa. I wish it had, a good storm would wake up the neighborhood and cleanse the sidewalks.
Would I remember today? Probably not, which is why I'm writing it down anyway. Sometimes you have to set the crappy days down on paper too.
On the good side, my trip planning is proceeding, and I should finalize affairs tomorrow with the travel agent, Chris, of Flying Wheels Travel. Let's keep our fingers crossed!
David
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Laura and the Bunnymen
Laura and the Bunnymen
Last weekend I rushed to my local Best Buy and purchased David Lynch's new masterpiece, "Inland Empire." The film comes on a 2-DVD set. The first DVD holds the film, and the second is packed with extra footage and some rambling narratives by Lynch.
I can't praise this film enough. A lot of viewers, minds dulled by Hollywood pablum, try to figure out what the film is "about." But it is about many things: can the universe be about something? I prefer the Italian title of the movie: "Empire of the Mind." For the inner universe converges upon the outer one, and eventually you have to ask yourself, "If today was tomorrow, would I remember it?"
Lynch combines Dada and Surrealism into a seamless garment of videotape. He is Dali; he is Escher; he is Magritte.
"Ceci n'est pas une pipe." This is not a pipe--"The Treason of Images."
Last weekend I rushed to my local Best Buy and purchased David Lynch's new masterpiece, "Inland Empire." The film comes on a 2-DVD set. The first DVD holds the film, and the second is packed with extra footage and some rambling narratives by Lynch.
I can't praise this film enough. A lot of viewers, minds dulled by Hollywood pablum, try to figure out what the film is "about." But it is about many things: can the universe be about something? I prefer the Italian title of the movie: "Empire of the Mind." For the inner universe converges upon the outer one, and eventually you have to ask yourself, "If today was tomorrow, would I remember it?"
Lynch combines Dada and Surrealism into a seamless garment of videotape. He is Dali; he is Escher; he is Magritte.
"Ceci n'est pas une pipe." This is not a pipe--"The Treason of Images."
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Murderers, Thieves, Traitors
So, I went to Walmart at 10:00 PM last night to buy some emergency CD labels for my printer. This was the first time I ever set foot in the store, and I swore after I was finished, I'd never go back. The only reason I went there was because Fry's and Best Buy were closed, and I needed CD labels for a client's print job.
I swear, I have personally given witness to the Decline and Fall of the American Empire. The ghost of Edward Gibbon is down in Hades co-writing the book with Beetlejuice and the tormented soul of Prescott Bush.
There are two places in this world you do not want to go to find hot chicks: 1) Denny's and 2) Walmart. I saw more toothless hags than Fantasia's Night on Bald Mountain, and they all sported Walmart name tags on their black polo shirts. The store is Tweaker Heaven, or where old homeless folks go to die. Leaving the store as fast as I could, I drove home and hit the shower.
"This must be how prostitutes feel," I thought. You sell your soul in exchange for Chinese-made crap. "It's cheap, but it ain't free," Steely Dan once sang.
All of which brought to mind the terrible bridge collapse in Minneapolis yesterday. CNN announced that estimates to repair our broken infrastructure run about $1.3 trillion. But, we have "no money" do repair our bridges, roads, railroads, and airports. Why? Hmm... Maybe because we've squandered a trillion dollars in Iraq?
We've spent all this money in Iraq and have jack to show for it. Their infrastructure is even uglier than ours. "Corruption is the second insurgency," a recent government report stated.
Here's a new and unique idea. By last count, after all the mass murders and bombings, there are about 23 million inhabitants of Iraq. Not counting vermin, of course. So, why not just pull our troops out and give every Iraqi a million bucks? Wouldn't that be the Republican way? "Free market economics: Give 'em the money and let them spend it however they want." Seems like letting them fix their own damn country would be a lot less expensive than letting Haliburton pave it over and rape the earth for oil.
Our relationship with Iraq is like an abusive marriage. As my friend Stefanie recently told me, "We won't leave until they stop trying to push us out." Big Daddy Bush slaps them around and kills 600,000 civilians, and they go all passive-agressive on our ass by planting IEDs under Humvees.
Reminds me of Jack Nicholson in "The Shining." "Here's Jonny!" "Here's your worst fucking nightmare!" A decrepit empire dragging the rest of the world down its own black hole.
Sic semper imperatoris!
I swear, I have personally given witness to the Decline and Fall of the American Empire. The ghost of Edward Gibbon is down in Hades co-writing the book with Beetlejuice and the tormented soul of Prescott Bush.
There are two places in this world you do not want to go to find hot chicks: 1) Denny's and 2) Walmart. I saw more toothless hags than Fantasia's Night on Bald Mountain, and they all sported Walmart name tags on their black polo shirts. The store is Tweaker Heaven, or where old homeless folks go to die. Leaving the store as fast as I could, I drove home and hit the shower.
"This must be how prostitutes feel," I thought. You sell your soul in exchange for Chinese-made crap. "It's cheap, but it ain't free," Steely Dan once sang.
All of which brought to mind the terrible bridge collapse in Minneapolis yesterday. CNN announced that estimates to repair our broken infrastructure run about $1.3 trillion. But, we have "no money" do repair our bridges, roads, railroads, and airports. Why? Hmm... Maybe because we've squandered a trillion dollars in Iraq?
We've spent all this money in Iraq and have jack to show for it. Their infrastructure is even uglier than ours. "Corruption is the second insurgency," a recent government report stated.
Here's a new and unique idea. By last count, after all the mass murders and bombings, there are about 23 million inhabitants of Iraq. Not counting vermin, of course. So, why not just pull our troops out and give every Iraqi a million bucks? Wouldn't that be the Republican way? "Free market economics: Give 'em the money and let them spend it however they want." Seems like letting them fix their own damn country would be a lot less expensive than letting Haliburton pave it over and rape the earth for oil.
Our relationship with Iraq is like an abusive marriage. As my friend Stefanie recently told me, "We won't leave until they stop trying to push us out." Big Daddy Bush slaps them around and kills 600,000 civilians, and they go all passive-agressive on our ass by planting IEDs under Humvees.
Reminds me of Jack Nicholson in "The Shining." "Here's Jonny!" "Here's your worst fucking nightmare!" A decrepit empire dragging the rest of the world down its own black hole.
Sic semper imperatoris!
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