good: the getaway
I think this may be the first steve mcqueen vehicle I've seen, as well as the first sam peckinpah movie I've seen. I'm gonna follow up on both of them. Highlight: doc's suit, which in addition to looking good seems impervious to damage or staining.
bad: the tough alliance: a new chance.
There are some people at pitchfork who really think optimistic and dumb lyrics and seemingly ironic production values are the mark of an 8.6 quality album. For me this album is not just overrated (as one of the best rated of the year), but downright bad. If you forget what the synthesizers on commercial radio sounded like in 1991, you can think of this album as a long unnecessary reminder.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Saturday, October 13, 2007
a typical Saturday evening for the newly-minted bourgeois
I'm listening to Miles Davis at a reasonable volume and staring at my new air purifier while sipping herbal tea. I am not the me I expected to be.
Lately, life has been uppy and downy. From around the middle of this week, it really couldn't have gone anywhere but back up. I was shivering uncontrollably and heaving deep breaths from the pain of swallowing a mouthful of water. But my number wasn't up yet.
I'm on the road to recovery, and trying to chase out the lingering sick-stink in my apartment and chase down the root of my recent susceptibility to illness. I think I've narrowed it down to two main culprits: exercise and water, both in excess.
I read today that people who work out hard get sick a lot. Maybe I ought to try and be more sane about that than I have been.
Also, the humidity in my apartment seems to make mold almost unavoidable. Today, when I stripped my pillowcase off my pillow to wash it, there were several tiny mold spots on the pillow underneath. The pillowcase had only been on there for about 10 days. Knowing that there's no chance that I'm gonna clean out every nook and cranny in this small but topographically complex apartment on a hyperregular basis, I bought the aforementioned air purifier to help forestall my succumbing to the mold.
Things I can recommend:
"Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came"
the autobiographical portions of "The Age of Turbulence"
rest
Donguri no Kyowakoku/ Moe (the Ghibli store in Sunshine City)
plenty of liquids
and this game (a flash tribute to Portal)
Lately, life has been uppy and downy. From around the middle of this week, it really couldn't have gone anywhere but back up. I was shivering uncontrollably and heaving deep breaths from the pain of swallowing a mouthful of water. But my number wasn't up yet.
I'm on the road to recovery, and trying to chase out the lingering sick-stink in my apartment and chase down the root of my recent susceptibility to illness. I think I've narrowed it down to two main culprits: exercise and water, both in excess.
I read today that people who work out hard get sick a lot. Maybe I ought to try and be more sane about that than I have been.
Also, the humidity in my apartment seems to make mold almost unavoidable. Today, when I stripped my pillowcase off my pillow to wash it, there were several tiny mold spots on the pillow underneath. The pillowcase had only been on there for about 10 days. Knowing that there's no chance that I'm gonna clean out every nook and cranny in this small but topographically complex apartment on a hyperregular basis, I bought the aforementioned air purifier to help forestall my succumbing to the mold.
Things I can recommend:
"Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came"
the autobiographical portions of "The Age of Turbulence"
rest
Donguri no Kyowakoku/ Moe (the Ghibli store in Sunshine City)
plenty of liquids
and this game (a flash tribute to Portal)
Thursday, October 04, 2007
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