I don't talk about one topic. I am too much of a shotgun thought blast to try and snipe any one subject at length. This is just me and my head that some people find interesting. I will say that the ongoing theme, currently a varied bag of Music, Movies, and Web 2.0 juciness. To learn more about Cameron go down to your local library or here: myspace.com/filmnut
I'm slowly getting pulled onto the intertubes. I'm spending more time than I used to. At some point I will be encapsulated by teh internets.
More later.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
I have to admit. This picture is truth.
I get inspired by pictures like this. Maybe there is a woman out there for me. Who's down with how I am. And the fact that I can't leave my suit or I'll die. Someone who accepts my horrible fishy lungs.
Next week is no Procrastination week. Where I hold myself hostage to my brilliant plan not to put anything off for a week. I need it this next week too.
I have been saying "Reality is perception" a lot lately. I need to start thinking it more than saying it. Thinking you're free when it is simply the illusion of freedom. I think about perception more and more. Time for some mushrooms, again, I guess.
I'm just glad I found someone that won't leave me feeling like this
When I get nerdy. Thank heavens for nerdy girls! God I love 'em.
So, nice weekend. Anybody else? Got trashed on Friday nite. Recovered and slept on Sat watch a rifftrax of "Reign of Fire" with Matthew McConoughey and Christian Bale. Bunch-o-dragons. Had a weird nite of too much sleep woke up at five a.m. So I lit a bowl and listened to Bat For Lashes, for the 3 time in 24 hours, and surfed for a while. Went to bed at 7 when the sun was coming up. Felt good.
Finally woke up. Noticed I had both cats on my bed and I knew it would be a good day. That's a good omen round these parts. I dazed around the house for a few hours. Realized I was meeting a ravishing young lady for tea around 3 and got my butt in gear. Sat from 3-8 talking about how horrible the world was and how we try to stay happy while overly informed. Talked about sci-fi, heart break, and robot bodies. One of those moments where you wonder how much more you have in common. Very natural to talk to. If it hadn't been for a hungry and getting cold I could have sat there all nite. Been a long time since that kind of comfortable conversationalist came to my town. I'll keep my eye on this one.
So, I leave this evening having watched Blackula for the first time and realized that he was also the King of Cartoons from Pee Wee's Playhouse. See: "However, In 1987 Marshall, at the prompting of his grandchildren, took the part of the second King of Cartoons on "Pee Wee's Playhouse." The King of Cartoons was an odd entity on the show. Each week he would be introduced by the cab driver and William Marshal would stumble through the door in a crown and blue velvet blazer with a film projector in tow, and in his big baritone voice he would elegantly boom "LET THE CARTOONS.........BEGIN!" Then a minute and a half of an old bizarre cartoon would be shown, and that was the end of the segment. It never really made a ton of sense, but it sealed Marshall in the hearts and memories of a third generation of television viewers. " Bizzare, I know.
What would I choose to summarize my feelings after this weekend? Gordon Shumway, take it away!
So, for most of Friday, my steering wheel was making a strange noise when I was turning. It was the rubber lining making the sound and not some internal mechanical issue. I'm not talking about a strange as in unfamiliar. Oh no. I knew that sound. It sounded like a puppy being hurt when I turned and alternately sad when the wheel came back to poistion. Can you imagin how sad it is to drive hearing that. I felt like I was torturing a puppy everytime I manuvered my vehicle. It wrenched at the heart. The noise isn't there today.
I had a dream last nite that I was fighting demons and playing putt putt. I wasn't using my club to fight them. Nope. I had a katana that was all cyber-punk and spikey. I was doing pretty good at both Putt-Putt and slaying the evil dark forces. It's a nice change. I'm usually ineffective against creatures in my dreams. I must have leveled up in the dream world.
Oh, yeah, um...I have eye beams now. They are kinda deadly.
I'm a very relaxed guy. I love photography and lomography. I think Dolemite and Prince Movies are the wonderful for what they are I follow the usual nerdy likes but some how manage to stay social. I am a little weird. I feel it is time to dive into something and devote myself to it. I've chosen photography. Lomography has taken my heart and locked in a little box. You figure me out and you win a prize!
"My ardent wish is that all those who have dreams of the future remember that the past is plagued by giant bats with accordions that won't stop playing at a decent hour of the night." -Howard Hughes-