Surf's Up

“There is a lemur living wild on the streets of Boston, and if I have to be the first person to say so, well . . . that’s just the way it is"

2008-07-31T01:13:00.003-04:00

From The New Yorker

LOOSE LEMUR
by Ben McGrath
AUGUST 4, 2008

Bill James, the Boston Red Sox senior adviser and resident skeptic, made his name by using statistics to debunk many of baseball’s truisms—by showing that much of what we think we see on a ball field turns out to be little more than an illusion when held up to the light of evidence. Then, after the Red Sox won their first World Series in eighty-six years, breaking Babe Ruth’s supposed “curse,” James published an essay, “Underestimating the Fog,” in which he seemed to backpedal on some crucial points. He suggested, for instance, that clutch hitting—long since dismissed by Jamesian rationalists as a myth—might exist after all, and that his colleagues just weren’t looking hard enough. Diehards in the statistician community wondered if James hadn’t gone soft with age, and begun seeing ghosts.
Several weeks ago, James was walking home from Fenway Park, after a Red Sox victory over the Kansas City Royals, when he came across a strange-looking animal with a speckled gray head. He at first took it to be a cat, but soon noticed a number of peculiar characteristics: the animal had large eyes on the sides of its head, a puglike face, and an extra-long tail (“like a broom handle”), and it moved with “an odd sashaying motion.” The moon was full. James was alone on the street. He stared at the animal for, as he later recalled, “a length of time which is probably six or seven times as long as the period that a fly ball is in the air.” The animal scurried under a parked car, at one point seeming to lift its hind legs over a stick in the road by using its tail as a kind of lever.
James quickly dispensed with the obvious candidates—dog, squirrel, raccoon, rat, skunk, possum—and began working his way down a checklist of more exotic possibilities: sloth, bear, porcupine, beaver. By the time he reached his house, he had decided that the animal he saw must have been a lemur. Lemurs are primates native to Madagascar, and by all available evidence, he realized, this was unlikely; the odds of stumbling upon a lemur living on the streets of a northeastern metropolis are a little like the odds of a baseball team’s going eighty-six years without a championship because of a curse. James says he called the local animal-control center, which informed him that his was the first Boston lemur sighting on record. (The Franklin Park Zoo, in Dorchester, has four ring-tailed lemurs, but all are accounted for.)
One of James’s friends discovered a report, on the Web site CryptoZoology.com, of a “strange lemur-like dog” spotted on a farm in Sherborn, Massachusetts, in 2002. (“It reminded me of a small, skinnier version of a Tasmanian wolf,” the poster, a filmmaker named Andrew Mudge, wrote.) Sherborn is twenty miles southwest of Boston, and James hypothesized that the lemur could have migrated in the years since and come to be living in the trees of a sanctuary in the area. The city, according to his theory, is an ideal habitat, because there are few natural predators, and the human demographics skew young and indifferent to wildlife. (James, by contrast, lived for most of his life in Kansas, where he saw enough skunks, possums, and raccoons to rule them out immediately.)
James eventually wrote a three-thousand-word account of his sighting and posted it on his Web site, which requires a subscription. “There is a lemur living wild on the streets of Boston, and if I have to be the first person to say so, well . . . that’s just the way it is,” he wrote. “I believe that if you set up a nocturnal observation camera at that location, you probably would wind up with footage of this animal, probably within a few days.” Several readers posted comments suggesting that the animal might have been a fisher or a stoat. “Not wishing to be dogmatic, in my mind it was simply a lemur,” James responded.
“I decided to report the sighting, against the urgings of my wife, who thought that I would get a reputation as a nut,” James explained in a recent e-mail. “I assume, if people start making fun of me for seeing a lemur, other people will step forward and say, ‘I saw something, too.’ ” No such luck yet.
Andrew Mudge, when reached by phone recently, assumed the call to be a prank. “Let me get this straight: you’re calling me about the lemur I saw in 2002?” he asked. “Which one of my friends put you up to this?” Mudge then recalled that he’d received an e-mail from a man named Bill James, but hadn’t paid it much attention. “I just remember having this gut feeling that this animal does not belong in this part of the world,” he wrote in an e-mail, thinking back to his sighting. “Ironically, I was leaving the house to go to a Red Sox game when this happened.” ♦

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Bet you didn't think you'd see anything

2007-02-04T16:27:00.000-05:00

Owen is sleeping on my floor

2006-11-26T00:41:00.001-05:00

-p[w'c;[ignore]
Owen is pawing my books. "Quit pawing my books Owen."
He didn't stop, yet.
It's 12:35 on a saturday
Fast forward a week.
Not much has changed. We still live the crumb life.
Yearly evaluations are coming up
.
I'm going to get six points deducted from my score because of the misplaced period on the last line.
Luckily, I accrued a decent savings point bonus in the spring.
Mother sends her love, but I only think she's doing good to have something to show during the evaluation.
I sneezed and I have a cough. I'll probably eat a cup of mushrooms tomorrow and I'll feel better. Horace better have some fresh ones down at the market and he better not have his fucking fish guts in the aisles again.
Back to today, it's 12:43. Not much has changed. Owen quit pawing my books. Now he's working on words for the evaluations.
"What word are you working on now Owen?"
He never answered. I imagine he said, "Pigeons" and then told a decent story of the gathering birds by the lamp post.

2006-10-19T02:44:00.000-04:00

He who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man...

Caught here in a fiery blaze, I won't lose my will to stay.
I tried to drive all through the night,
the heat stroke ridden weather, the barren empty sights.
No oasis here to see, the sand is singing deathless words to me.

Chorus
Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone).
Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction.
My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone).
No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention.

As I to adjust to my new sights the rarely tired lights will take me to new heights.
My hand is on the trigger I'm ready to ignite.
Tomorrow might not make it but everything's all right.
Mental fiction follow me; show me what it's like to be set free.

Chorus
Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone).
Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction.
My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone).
No one can save me and you know I don´t want the attention.

So sorry you're not here I've been sane too long my vision's so unclear.
Now take a trip with me but don't be surprised when things aren't what they seem.

Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't lose my will to stay.
These eyes won't see the same, after I Flip today.

Sometimes I don't know why we'd rather live than die,
we look up towards the sky for answers to our lives.
We may get some solutions but most just pass us by,
don't want your absolution cause I can't make it right.
I'll make a beast out of myself, gets rid of all the pain of being a man.

Chorus
Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone).
Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction.
My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone).
No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention.

So sorry you're not here I've been sane too long my vision's so unclear.
Now take a trip with me but don't be surprised when things aren't what they seem.
I've known it from the start all these good ideas will tear your brain apart.
Scared but you can follow me I'm too weird to live but much too rare to die.

Zac

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Spiders and Spacemen

2006-06-16T12:55:00.000-04:00

Rihanna CD

2006-06-15T15:48:00.000-04:00

Rihanna's song is hot right now, and Trumbull isn't coming out until Sami finishes his thesis, so here's a review of track 1 of her LP:

1. SOS
Just hits so fucking hard. Turn it up. Bubbling beeps. Huge laser euro synth underneath driving it along. Pounding kicks and claps. Sounds like “TAINTED LOVE!” That’s it! 2007 version of tainted love with a hot black chick singing over it, yes please. This video has a part that’s like a corner of mirrors in a room of darkness. That even sounds kinda 80’s right? Rihanna is ill. Vocal layering used to the same success as on the entire Jeezy CD. This song is why I [bought] this cd. I’m glad I did.

The Sun

2006-06-13T11:26:00.000-04:00

6.12.06 016

2006-06-13T04:18:00.000-04:00

6.12.06 016, originally uploaded by Owen Black.

Drugstore Cowboys

2006-06-09T18:05:00.000-04:00

"It's hard being a dopefiend, and its even harder running a crew."

Work Clothes

2006-06-09T02:34:00.000-04:00

Practicing my handshake on the eve of my 1st "real job interview."

Are Playoff XII's OK to wear to one of those? I think they should be.

Nelly Furtado's new CD leaked. First listen was good. Alot of fans are like "she sold out sounds like everything else on radio etc." I can see why, and it's definitely a pretty far cry from classics like "Turn off the Lights" and "Try" but I'm sure its awesome in its own way. Nelly rules. She looked so hot on SNL.

2006-06-04T02:25:00.000-04:00

JUSTICE TOUR

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Five baby elephants

2006-05-08T11:59:00.000-04:00

"I can't walk. I'm can't leave my bed," the 40-year-old Uribe, who weighs the same as five baby elephants, said in a recent telephone interview.

Look at this picture of Turning Point from 1991

2006-05-07T20:05:00.000-04:00

Soundgarden tee
Lord of the rings
Hip headgear
Dude wearing IV's

pic comes from Thunder Lizard

2006-05-06T12:51:00.000-04:00

I'm sweatin' graduation, guys. 2 days ago I only had the C's. I need a 2.3 just to graduate. I'm in better shape now with the A, but I still got this Japanese film paper to turn in. I know I'm gonna do alright on it but still, I won't know until this professor turns in his grades if I actually graduate. Still keep getting "Class of 2006 Gift Program" mail.

CAN I GRADUATE!?!
comment challenge: change the lyrics of this song to fit your life and post it in my comments. i started to do it but then i remembered i have a paper to write. bye

I know its been a slow week

2006-05-06T10:43:00.000-04:00

Vans are Ghosts

2006-05-02T01:24:00.000-04:00

P.S. This is a persuasive speech I did for class.

As most of us are quite aware, human beings experience a phenomenon known as “the chills” when stepping into a modern van. In fact, for many of us, becoming a little “freaked out” when getting into vans, old and new alike, has been a life-long occurrence. But do you know why this happens?

I propose that the reason behind this curious anomaly is that all vans are in fact ghosts, and that you should always exercise caution when deciding to enter one.

Have you ever noticed that when you are in a van, whether it be for travel, studying, or just hanging out, that you always end up either just fine or in the most horrible situation imaginable? It’s true. I polled 17 of my friends and they all said that they had traveled without any problems in vans on numerous occasions, yet each one had a handful of dreadful stories to tell involving breakdowns, the desert, parking tickets, break-ins, vagrants, tow trucks, break-outs, and random drug stops in New Mexico.

If it is taken as fact that all ghosts are either good spirits or menacing, haunted ghouls, this would explain the seemingly polarized results of my interviews. In other words, just as all normal ghosts are either good or bad, van ghosts are no different. There is information available on the internet regarding various tests one can perform to determine whether a van is a good or a bad ghost before entering it. The simplest one of all is to park it near an old Willow tree, sit down on the grass, and see what color it turns at dusk. If the answer is between 460 and 500 millimicrons, then you’ve got a bad spirit on your hands…watch out! This information is also available at your library.

The second observation to support my theory that vans are ghosts is that kidnappers always use vans to steal children, or wealthy people. After the men throw their victims into the van, peel off, and you emerge from the bushes at the end of your driveway, you often recall that the van you’ve just seen was white, but did it ever occur to you that vans are not the only things that are white? So are ghosts! Here’s a fun bit of trivia. Ghosts were first captured on film in our fine city of Boston by a man named William H. Mumler in 1861. Ever since then we have had conclusive proof that ghosts are indeed white. For those of you who are not familiar with Mr. Mumler’s photography, you may recall that the ghost from Scream was white, unlike the ghost from Scary Movie, who was black and therefore not a real ghost.

If you’ve ever bought an automobile, surely you’ve asked yourself, “Should I consider a van?” Before I answer that question, let’s review some more facts about vans. People who contemplate purchasing a van usually take into consideration that they tip over quite easily when making turns. This is what business people call a “necessary evil.” Auto makers insist that they really have no choice but to incorporate this flaw into the design of the vehicle when it is manufactured and merged with its soul at the assembly plant. Don’t be fooled by mathematicians who cite various equations and valencies to explain why an object such as a van would tip over…these men received their diplomas from modern Universities. Had they been schooled in the wisdom of the ancients, they might realize that all ghosts float. It seems rather silly then, to manufacture an automobile that is utterly incapable of touching the ground. Have you ever looked under all four tires of a van? You might have seen something alarming. A Thin layer of air. This quality is shared by ghosts and magnets, but not regular cars and trucks.

To return to the question “Should I consider buying a van?” the answer is "Yes," but be careful.

As a result of the digital revolution, you may have noticed an abundance of vans on the street these days featuring emblems of various internet service providers as well as a cadre of other businesses who are sustained by the demand for the World Wide Web. You might have entertained the notion late at night that the reason for this is that the internet is a ghost. This is not far from the truth. The internet is actually a network of ghosts who work together to create the energy to collect and allocate our constant stream of data. Who do you think counts the number of eggs you use every morning to make your omelet? The dog certainly doesn’t. No, this ever-flowing mass of data is collected by the dark forces of our world and stored on the internet. It follows then, that internet-related companies use vans and their ghostly powers to mend breaches in the world wide web.

Ghosts are all around us. They are part of our world. It’s not even our world, its OUR world. Vans are ghosts. When you enter a van, ask yourself, “Do I want to enter a ghost?” And if the answer is yes, you may want to think about how it would feel to be reincarnated as a ghost and then have people get in and out of you all the time. Just saying.

Law Building Pictures

2006-04-29T00:52:00.000-04:00

chopper citybu holllerr

WDYWT

the top

bu collage

this is 2000px wide

Hollar Mountaine

2006-04-26T19:52:00.000-04:00

more later

Church of the Eagle

2006-04-25T21:11:00.000-04:00

Starburst Galaxy

2006-04-25T03:20:00.000-04:00

Space Oddysians

Big BU Shit

2006-04-24T19:27:00.000-04:00

Today as I left class I gazed up at the BU Central (North) skyline and saw for the thousandth time its apex...the decrepit but towering School of Law. Most of the buildings at BU have a handful of floors, whatever. This building has the footprint of a pizza joint but it goes up 18 stories. And it’s all weird looking and shit…I'm pretty sure that if all my friends within a zip code or two of 02215 were all meditating together in the Zen park next to it that we could push the damn thing over if we wanted to.

So anyway I get the idea, "Now THAT would be a good building to climb to the top of." It's something I fucks with now and again ever since back at W.A. when a few friends and I navigated the guts of Warner Auditorium to emerge victorious on the roof overlooking the quad. That's a good feeling. Never mind the adventure of creeping through inaccessible rooms, scaffolding, ladders, the offerings of those who came before us (graffiti, empties, a photograph) and repeated dead-ends. I wasn't born in the projects and I can't really be a wandering samurai so what's a beb to do?

Now had I attempted topping the law building alone, I probably would have been able to, sure. But I called my inside Caplan and he told me he knows how to get to the top, and we can do it Wednesday. Sometimes it’s who you know, even when you've got the W inside. After all, I really ain't here to waste any time. At 23 I'm older'n I ever was, and I can't relive a single one of the good times I've had, that ain't real.

so wednesday, i'ma pray for sunshine, to sun mine
gotta call the doctor up, yup, but i'll be on time
(inhale) air's so clean up here, and i be breathin it
murky niggas down in the street and i be seein it
dropped your books nigga, dropped your pencil too
(laughter)laugh as i dangle a dollar down in front of you
and yeah i want that too, and i'll be gettin it
gotta fly (birdcall) my way up to the top, then i'll be sexin it
you want a dollar honey? come here and talk to me
i think you should pose for a picture in my magazine
we call it trumbull shawty, you see it on the stands
me and sami CEO you look like u understand.

Writing my first verse for the Trumbull Empire took a lot out of me. PLEASE! If you did not read it in the voice of Wheezy F. Baby, GO BACK and try it again, I would never attempt to stand here in my white skin and stupid voice and spit fresh at you all.

In conclusion, look for a photo update later this week ;-)

Last Pages

2006-04-23T17:32:00.000-04:00

Going to Barnes & Noble is cool. They have every new magazine, the freshest BU gear, floors of books, chill spots to read, lattes, 7's, whatever. Better spot: the library. Libraries are ANCIENT and they have the weirdest and coolest stuff in them that you'll never be able to peep at even the best bookstores. Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs (I don't know what's on that myspace page, it froze my browser... maybe someone can check it out and let me know) may be cool and all, but I'm gonna say literature hasn't been the same since "computers were invented" and everybody with a became a potential and actual author. By the way, I'm not well-read and I can't write. So libraries HAVE all these books that were put together by typewriters, string, glue, babies, the printing press, and woodcut blocks...oh and gold lettering. Every F'in dude who had something to say and actually busted his ass on a POS typewriter for the last 12,000 years has his book sitting in your library. It's true, look it up.

Mugar is the main library on the BU campus and today my mission in there turned into a little bit of a browsing expedition and I found some cool stuff. Here's the first edition of Last Pages. Last Pages will feature the conclusive or pertinent passages of random cool books that catch my eye. Wisdom for feast.

Religion Without God

Alternatives to Christian Belief

Talk of the Devil

Bebs part II

2006-04-21T16:22:00.000-04:00

Trump Baby
=
Trumby.

Just In Case

2006-04-21T12:14:00.000-04:00

Yesterday the World Collapse site opened up and blessed us with a new song, along with a couple other goodies that you'll have to check out for yourself.

Heavens [3.8 MB]

Finally

2006-04-18T21:04:00.000-04:00

I finished some tracks for you all. These are my first efforts and I'm still learning this stuff but there's gonna be some real cool tracks to come. My mix, screwed and (lightly) chopped!

Surf's Up Sampler [33 MB]

Digital Scrapbook

2006-04-13T14:18:00.000-04:00

Let me open the file on World Collapse for all the audio/visual heads.

"In a place where only Amber spills"
Bronze Age
True Blue HQ
Interview

Empography [6 MB]

The Fox and the Eagle

2006-04-13T00:52:00.000-04:00

My favorite current bands are:

Moonshine
World Collapse
Nelly Furtado

Ok, well, yeah they are. But listen. World Collapse...that band may just be a particle that floats around in my brain. Do they even exist? I'm not sure if they do, but I have two emps on my computer encoded at 128, and to me it sounds like God Music. So sometimes you also have to go to their website, just to see if anything's changed. Wow...today it has. The Fox and the Eagle! I pledge my allegiance.

www.worldcollapse.com

Get Big

2006-04-12T20:49:00.000-04:00

Once in awhile some wayward Allston partier will approach me and say "Yo Owen, can I come to the gym with you some time and learn your regimen?" Haha. If you look at me now, I weigh about 148 pounds, which is a hell of a lot less than the turbo 175 I rocked last Summer I guess. I obviously haven't been to the gym in a minute, but as I was searching for my hawker's permit today, I stumbled across a crumpled piece of paper that I used to take to the gym every day until I had memorized it. Here's a scan for aspiring musclemen.

On the topic of the BU Gym, enjoy this shot of the storied Lazy River.

Brick

2006-04-10T12:32:00.000-04:00

Saw a very cool movie on Sunday called Brick. Here's the trailer.

Also, I'm watching a Japanese film for class later today called Tokyo Drifter and I am in the middle of watching The Pornographers.

2006-04-09T15:13:00.000-04:00

Failure is not the only punishment for laziness; there is also the success of others.
- Jules Renard

These guys

2006-04-06T19:49:00.000-04:00

Eye Candy

2006-04-06T17:31:00.000-04:00

The theme being http://search.ebay.com/_W0QQsassZanni4870QQhtZ-1

2006-04-05T00:39:00.000-04:00

Class Doodles

2006-04-03T19:09:00.000-04:00

Emerson College :(

2006-04-03T18:41:00.000-04:00

Scaffolding crashed down near Emerson in downtown Boston today, killing three people.

Keyshia Cole

2006-04-03T13:22:00.000-04:00

Keyshia Cole's LP is superb but the best song on the record ain't a single. "I Should Have Cheated" is a haunting track that was actually on the Hair Show soundtrack, and was produced by Daron Jones from 112 (past clients include R. Kelly and a BIGGIE song).

EDIT: I was tipped off that my beloved jam was on the radio and stuff. Wiki says: "It was with the third single, "I Should Have Cheated", that gained Cole the most success. The song peaked at #4 on the Billboard Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Singles & Tracks chart and became one of the biggest female R&B hits of the year." Leave it to someone named Kalisha to pwn me on the R&B front :-[.

Weekend Map Time

2006-04-02T23:48:00.000-04:00

Life mapping is ill. Google Earth has so many great features that it allows you to make nerdy maps like this one.

You can download the locations here and zoom in on all my spots. As a bonus, each one of my spots comes with a snapshot (listed below) that I either took on my phone or my camera. Oh please note, my cameraphone is tripped out and takes psychedelic photos some times.

1-4. Ate Lunch with Fisshie and Kalisha at GSU
01 02 03 04
5-7. Closed Bridge
05 06 07
8. Canada Goose
9. Audubon Circle/Square
10. Atop Newbury Comics
11. Weird Painted Building

I graduate from college on May 14. Woulda been cool if it was Friday, May 13th.

3 sketches from class

2006-03-30T16:55:00.000-05:00

Most Known

2006-03-29T22:54:00.000-05:00

Goin' Bonkers

2006-03-29T04:17:00.000-05:00

Sometimes you just have to fucking kick a dude in the face and then fight the entire infield, right? Well in 2001 Izzy Alcántara (Dominican Republic) did that when he was playing minor league ball for the Red Sox. This comes to you as a result of my efforts to find the best internet/crazy person content available.

Almost Cut My Hair

2006-03-26T23:57:00.000-05:00

This post goes out to me and all my friends who are keeping the dream alive.

3. Almost Cut My Hair

Almost cut my hair
It happened just the other day
It's gettin kinda long
I coulda said it was in my way
But I didn't and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
Cause I feel like I owe it to someone

Must be because I had the flu' for Christmas
And I'm not feeling up to par
It increases my paranoia
Like looking at my mirror and seeing a police car
But I'm not giving in an inch to fear
Cause I missed myself this year
I feel like I owe it to someone

When I finally get myself together
I'm going to get down in that sunny southern weather
I'm goin' to find a space inside to laugh
Separate the wheat from the chaff
I feel like I owe it to someone

CSN&Y - Déjà Vu [67 MB]

2006-03-25T14:52:00.000-05:00

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WTAPS x VANS SYNDICATE

Got Purp*?

2006-03-25T03:18:00.000-05:00

http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&Item=7754351208

http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=7752926676

I fuckin don't :(

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At War With the Mystics

2006-03-25T01:25:00.000-05:00

I'm about to begin my 2nd listen of The Flaming Lips' about-to-be-released LP, At War With the Mystics. So far the music is pretty good....very Yoshimi Battles. The lyrics seem pretty bitter. If you're not a Lips fan you might peep this interview with singer Coyne. It's pretty raw...here's a sample:

He sips a Diet Coke, wears a fetching suit and cheerily acknowledges that most casual observers think he's barmy. "I kind of encourage it," he nods, his voice a lazy western twang. "People can't seem to believe that this sort of absurd imagination that I have hasn't gone away. 'You're permanently drug-damaged, is that the deal?' But I am very normal. I mow the lawn, I do the dishes, walk the dogs, I have a wife. Every other aspect of my life is great and normal and stable and that allows me to be a freak when it comes to music. Just to put it in context, people think I'm some LSD freak, but I've only done it three times, when I was 17. I was so afraid, so scared. It was a fucking mess.

Anyway the ARTWORK on this LP is fucking BOMB I think. Look at the combination of painting, illustration, and design. Its cool and maybe thats just my taste but I'd love to do shit like that.

Bebs part I

2006-03-24T20:21:00.000-05:00

We all got choices...

2006-03-22T17:16:00.000-05:00

In honor of Three Six Mafia's Oscar, check it out, their own movie Choices. It's no Paid In Full, but these guys made it (it, as opposed to the film, which they also made) so watch what they got to say.

Choices [705 MB]

Leesha

2006-03-21T15:32:00.000-05:00

In the civil wars of 16th century Japan, two ambitious peasants want to make their fortunes

2006-03-15T21:12:00.000-05:00

Ugetsu is a Japanese film directed by Kenji Moizoguchi in 1953. Mizoguchi is considered one of the greatest Japanese directors of all time and this is regarded as one of his best films. Ugetsu is featured in the Criterion Collection if that means anything to you. If you are someone who wants success, this film is a must-see. And now you can, because I YSI'd the bitch for you. Now try to watch it without your gf falling asleep . You're not allowed to fall asleep though, because you will learn some lessons from this movie.

Ugetsu [694 MB]

"Success in the world of imagination and fulfillment in meaningful personal relations"

2006-03-14T02:46:00.000-05:00

Yesterday I asked Kalisha to draw a portrait of us based on this picture. She began drawing my mouth, then gave up and defaced the original photo instead. It's kind of funny.

Do chocolate-covered espresso beans really keep you awake? I decided to browse the Coffee Forums and see if the answer was out there. It was, and this is it:
"You actually get more caffeine from the chocolate...it takes and average of 32 espresso beans to make a single espresso".
So there you have it. I'll probably be able to eat these shits for awhile and kind of keep studying until I start to feel tired and my stomach starts to hurt. One thing I'm pretty sure of is this: these things cannot be good for your teeth.

At dinner last night I told Fisshie that I was starting a Blog and asked her what she would put in hers? She told me that she would post about daily encounters with people. She then suggested I should get a Livejournal.

The subject line of this post comes from a book called East-West Film Journal and discusses the films of Japanese director Mizoguchi Kenji. The quote refers to the two major lines of development of the artists in his films. I think that anyone who considers themself an artist can relate to the goal of attaining both of these measures in life.

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