Entries from September 2007

Thursday, September 27th, 2007

A Full Day

On Tuesdays and Thursdays, my schedule looks like this
8-10AM Film Production
11-12:15PM Cold War History
12:30-1:45 Nietzsche
2-2:50 French 4
I also worked tonight from 5-11:15.
But damn if it wasn’t a good day. It’s good to be busy again. As much as I like taking time to just “do nothing,” it gets old pretty quickly.
The low point of my [...]

Tuesday, September 25th, 2007

Words I Learned from Ian McEwan’s On Chesil Beach

Argot
Pavane
Reticence
Tinnitus
Trilby
Vertiginous
Puerile
Pugilist
“Words I Learned” is an ongoing survey of the improvement of my vocabulary, inspecting and correcting the gaps in knowledge.

Saturday, September 22nd, 2007

An Actual Conversation with Frank, My Housemate

Me:  Good morning, Frank.
Frank: Hey, you borrowed my guitar tuner last night so I went in there and got it while you were sleeping. I was watching you, and you seem like…something that would be hunted.
Me: ….what?
Frank: I don’t know…you looked really vulnerable, like…you could be attacked.
Me: …
I no longer feel safe in my own [...]

Saturday, September 22nd, 2007

Max, I Do This For a Living.

After rewatching Collateral last night, I had the same reaction I had three years ago: great movie until the last ten minutes.
How it should’ve ended: Vincent (Cruise) doesn’t take anytime to bullshit around with the power in the office building, he just walks up two stories from Annie’s office to the 16th floor and puts [...]

Friday, September 21st, 2007

Gainfully Employed

I am now a proud Borders Employee. Would you like prose with that?

Wednesday, September 19th, 2007

I Want to Believe

Showtime’s Californication follows Hank Moody (Duchovny), a novelist from New York with three books under his belt, the latest of which, God Hates Us All, recently adapted into the mindless rom-com A Crazy Little Thing Called Love. Since attaching his name to said cinematic abortion that, strangely enough, everyone seems to like, and moving to [...]

Sunday, September 16th, 2007

New Words for Old Desires—Words I Learned from John K. Samson

Brackish
Gestetner
Communique
Hawksbill
Tulle
Loamy
Platitude
 
 
 

Friday, September 14th, 2007

Wouldn’t it Be Nice?

    If you’ve had a relationship before you were legally allowed to purchase R-rated ticket, there’s a good chance that the song “Wouldn’t It Be Nice” by the Beach Boys has somehow made its way into your life. It’s the anthem for teenagers aching to get away from their parents restrictions, [...]

Sunday, September 9th, 2007

No Tubes, No Problem

    Two streets off the beach and 196 miles north by northwest of where I was two nights ago, my new house in Santa Barbara is something of a gem. After hauling to Isla Vista my personal fraction of the Criterion Collection, a mattress—acquired from a neighbor—covered in pictures of crayons and the words “Simply [...]

Saturday, September 8th, 2007

5 Reasons to “Shoot `Em Up”

1. The groundbreaking first portrayal of empty shells bouncing off of the belly of a pregnant woman
2. The best on-screen eating of a carrot since Bill Murray in Rushmore
3. Oscar-nominated actor Paul Giamatti groping the right breast of a dead woman
4. It’s like Children of Men’s mentally-handicapped younger brother—and this brother is sex nuts and [...]