| Laa la lalalala |
[Dec. 15th, 2008|03:46 am] |
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| | Tom Waits - Such a Scream | ] | So it's the middle of exam period and instead of studying I am up until 4am playing Warcraft III. This is what I should be doing, right? Right?!
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| Laundry! |
[Oct. 22nd, 2008|09:52 pm] |
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| | Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - The Hammer Song | ] | I don't think I can possibly express the joys of the laundry room in prose, so I have decided to write a poem to more freely express my thoughts. I have entitled it: "Laundry Room, I love you."
The laundry room is a magical place With inhabitants joyous and wonderful Magnanimous souls abound, people help each other out As in an ideal communist society Laundry Room, I love you.
Shit is broken and out of order And I want to punch the face of the fucker who hasn't come to pick up his dryer load But I know when he shows up, I couldn't Because the magic in the air would fill me with brotherly love Laundry Room, I love you.
I really should come here more often, we all should Perhaps we would all smell better And the magic of the laundry room Would spread across the world Laundry Room, I love you. |
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| Concerning the nature of doppelgangers |
[Oct. 19th, 2008|08:19 pm] |
| [ | the latest in pretentious snobbery is |
| | Monteverdi - L'Orfeo | ] | I would like to take this opportunity to discuss a certain phenomenon of human physiology: the doppelganger.
Merriam-Webster defines the term as such:
1: a ghostly counterpart of a living person2 a: double 2a b: alter ego b c: a person who has the same name as another
Wikipedia also adds: "The word is also used to describe the sensation of having glimpsed oneself in peripheral vision, in a position where there is no chance that it could have been a reflection." A cosmic anomaly that happens to be one of my greatest fears in life.
Modern connotation amongst my social circles also indicates a sort of other; an opposite double of sorts. I often wonder what would happen when two doppelgangers are forced to meet each other, or even a mere sharing of the same immediate space. As a child I sometimes pondered if there are people out there that look exactly the same as I do, and I have come exceptionally close to finding this man in the fellow by the name of Zach. People have mistaken us for each other, though our physical appearances have drifted even in the short time that I have known him. One time, I did share a manly embrace (no homo, LOL!) with said Zach and it was almost eerie; the feeling of almost hugging myself. An existential dilemma if there ever was one.
One might make the assumption that the farther you get away from your home, the more likely it is you will find doppelgangers of people you know. Since my time in Montreal, I have found this to be increasingly true, as I have witnessed doppelgangers or near-doppelgangers of at least the following people: Molly Siegel, Meredith Riley (although this is in a half-Asian variety), Melissa Cooper, Helen Goodman, and several others which I cannot muster from my memory at the moment.
These doppelgangers are all of the female variety.
This observation may seem coincidental at first, but after thinking it through I have concluded that there is a reason why there are far more female doppelgangers than there are male ones. Now, I do not know yet what this reason is, but my intuition and modern reasoning tells me that there is an absolute answer. Could it possibly be that biddies are more likely to conform to a physical standard of appearances? Maybe, maybe not. Could it have to do with limited genetic variety once two X chromosomes are paired together? Seems like it could be likely, but I have not yet achieved enough knowledge in the field to make a credible evaluation.
Whatever it is, I shall continue my search to find more doppelgangers and the reasoning behind them. I dearly ask of your opinions on the matter, and if you have experienced any such phenomena in your lives.
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| Windowless! My Shack is windowless! |
[Sep. 8th, 2008|02:06 am] |
Alas, I have arrived in the promised land of free healthcare and young legal drinking and have deemed some tidbits interesting enough for sharing online. Montreal has a reputation for being a "nice" city, though through my escapades I have found differently.
First. The Montreal homeless community is far more visible than the Boston one, but more pleasant to talk to as well. One of them even told me "Hey cut your hair, hippy! Have a nice day man!" However, the real display of the inner rage of Quebecois vagabonds lies within one particular case study which I witnessed in one of my first few days here. The event was quite simply an irate homeless man engaging in fisticuffs with a political advertisement. To clarify, he was essentially beating the shit out of a poster on the street. This was most likely a poster featuring an über-sexy photo of my favorite Green party candidate, Claude-William Genest. Pictoral evidence of his awesomeness:
 Not even the Kennedys had hair like that. Not even the motherfucking Kennedys.
But seriously, Montreal hobo, why the hate on my man Claude-William? What'd he ever do to you? Stay cool.
Second example of MTL ridiculosity, not involving a beggar. I was walking with a friend discussing music software, specifically Logic Studio. At about midnight, we pass a man waiting for a ride bus who, in rage similar to our earlier hobofriend, declares to me "Logic SUCKS!" Not even a hint of sarcasm. Pure, unbridled anger. Who the fuck gets that uptight about audio software? The French-Canadians, apparently. I will forever walk down the streets at night, insecure in my choice of digital audio workstations.
Finally, in an absurdist surprise that is almost as bizarre as a prosthetic-legged homeboy ghost riding a DeLorean, my friends and I encountered a near-death situation on a main street of the city. Walking along at night, we encounter a bicyclist furiously turning a corner onto our sidewalk. His cycle is flamboyantly lit with flashing lights and he has some sort of audio equipment blasting Dragostea Din Tea (Numa Numa for those who forget). The whole thing made almost as little sense as this photograph:

Remember, votez vert pour my main man Claude-William! See you all during Canadian Thanksgiving, maybe.
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| Truth |
[Jul. 30th, 2008|12:58 am] |
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Have you guys realized that if, barring paradox and butterfly effect, if we were to go back in time and help the Titanic cross the Atlantic safely, then The Dark Knight would likely become the highest grossing film of all time? |
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[Apr. 30th, 2008|06:36 pm] |
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"Are you an assassin?" - Colonel Walter E. Kurtz |
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| The evening hangs beneath the moon... |
[Nov. 7th, 2007|04:36 pm] |
| [ | the latest in pretentious snobbery is |
| | Jens Lekman - And I Remember Every Kiss | ] | For the past two nights, I have experienced a peculiar phenomenon whilst trying to fall to sleep. In my limited vision, I have seen a vividly green formation in the midst of darkness. It kind of reminds me of the movie Tron, except that it is actually good. Anyways, this green apparatus is quite peculiar. From my vantage point, it seems as if it is floating amidst a sea of nothingness, and I am watching it as a drift in a similar void. However, the object is stationary. It almost looks like a landing pad, or even a large key. I wonder what inhabits this UFO (unidentified floating object, after all that's what it seems to be eh?) and if it watches me similar. Now that I think about it this way, it kind of reminds me of the lil' guy in that awesome flash game Samorost. Google that if you want to play the trippiest, coolest flash game you've ever played. The green mystery shall be examined more tonight, and who knows what I'll find out. |
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| So... |
[Aug. 27th, 2007|03:17 pm] |
| [ | meh... as in i'm feeling |
| | good | ] |
| [ | the latest in pretentious snobbery is |
| | Beirut - A Sunday Smile | ] | Last night, I had a dream in which I used mind control to aid a woman on a dinner date with Will Smith. Analysis, please? |
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| Do the D.A.N.C.E. |
[Aug. 16th, 2007|11:54 pm] |
| [ | the latest in pretentious snobbery is |
| | SebastiAn - Ross Ross Ross | ] | The man at the Apple store uncomfortably touched me tonight. Talk about customer service, huh? |
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