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The bird and the worm [Sep. 15th, 2009|02:51 pm]
Okay, so I know it's lame and cliche, but I'm going to do what everyone else I know who's just thrown a wedding did and whine about how I feel stressed because I feel like I've got nothing done and I'm way behind and super intimidated by the people I have to work with because I'm doing it all myself. (Even though tons of people have genuinly offered to help me.)

But seriously guys, The Boy and I throw theme parties all the time. They go off swimmingly without a hitch. They look good. People participate and have a good time. I don't understand why I can't just make this one work like the rest.  Other than it is just the most people I have ever had to wrangle, ever, and also the hugest budget I've ever had to blow, even if the "average" bride drops as much on her dress alone.

We've finally got the place down at least. A really mod theater/recording studio down in Birmingham. It's been hard to sell to the grown-ups, but they aren't paying so they've just had to (rock&) roll with it. Most of the presexisting decoration is lighting and fabric.

I'm worried that nobody we know really dances, so I'm trying to come up with ways to make the reception really interactive, and less boring. 

We're DJing ourselves with a laptop and special premade playlists, hopefully with a home-made jukebox GUI that will alllow people to browse the preloaded music and request something to be inserted. (This will also prevent people from requesting total crap, and from having things snuck in that I never want to hear, such as that one Aerosmith song everybody and thier mom plays for slow dance time. Fuck that, we're slow dancing to Eels or The Cure or something!) I'm toying with the idea of giving DJbot3000 a break and having a band, too. A band made up of guitar hero players and a projector. If people won't dance, maybe they'd like to play?

I think the favors are going to be customized card games on all the tables, and I want the guest book to be made up of  "comment cards" with questions and blanks and maybe space for them to draw a picture with crayons, possibly also on the tables. I also want the program to have a tear out page with paper airplane fold lines. maybe we can as for the guests to write a wish for us on them and throw them up at the part where we run out of the ceremony. Do you think I am going to lose an eye? 

I think we're also maybe having serving stations serving weird interactive food, like pad thai so people will be involved in thier dinners.

I'm about to send an e-mail to a photographer I like to see if she'd be willing to help me rig up some sort of digital photobooth type area. Finding a way to have a "photobooth" is, like, my hugest pet project/the holy grail of things that we could have.

Does it sound like I'm on the right track? Have I lost focus? How am I going to get this all done? Actually I feel better having written it all out. This is alot to have going on during a five-hour party. I would have a good time at this hypothetical party. In fact, I want to attend it. 












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Hello. STOP Can you read this? STOP [Sep. 3rd, 2009|04:18 pm]
 Do you follow Joey Comeau’s twitter? He linked an article the other day about youth literacy I thought was not all that interesting when I first read it, but in retrospect was pretty astonishing. I think it was Stanford Professor studying how all this electronic communication effects how young people write. You know, looking into that “Twitter is killing the paragraph! Texting is ruining grammar! Bah!” stuff.

 She went through the bits about how much more expressive kids are with their language, and how they’re actually pretty good with grammar and that they actually read and write quite a bit what with all their status updates and IMs and blogs and everything. All that wasn’t very surprising to a participant. You people are NOT devolving into Neanderthals of language, grunting “blog.” and using blunt (direct) objects. Most of you make me look like a pre-schooler, actually.

 What got me was her point about older generations. Young people, she said, do tons of extra-curricular writing to argue points and review things and such and they share that writing, so they get tons of peer feedback and get very good at adapting their writing for their audience. But after they got out of school, most old folks never had to write a paragraph again unless they were in very specific fields. Maybe they’d write a letter or something but for the most part, they’re totally unpracticed in communicating through text. Wow, just wow.

 I always think about older people valuing books and READING things. They’re the ones who actually consume newspapers, for instance. They look at signs. They write and send real physical mail. Old people are literacy kings! Back when they were in school they did hardcore stuff like sentence diagrams and writing papers without spellcheckers and memorization. I couldn’t cut it in that world at all. And they’re always rightfully smug about having worked in those conditions.

 It never occurred to me that it didn’t work that way. Reading does not necessarily magically improve your writing. Writing improves your writing! And you have to do a ton of it to evolve. Much of the writing old people are seeing on the internets is their own. And they’re bad at it! Have you ever received a well written, expressive e-mail from a person over 60? They make PILES of grammar errors. (Admittedly, I think that’s partially because their eyes are going bad and they can’t see things like periods very well. And also arthritis must make typing hard, especially if you’re all QWERTY style typewriter stance.) They use harsh, simple sentence structures that make them sound angry all the time. Everything is formatted funny so it looks like a telegraph. It’s awkward as hell. It nevr occured to me that it wasn't just a crippling fear of technology, I guess.

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The Wolfman - Share the Videos [Aug. 30th, 2009|10:44 pm]
Have you guys seen this preview? Benicio Del Torro Does an excellent Lon Chaney eh?

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Being Ryan North [Jul. 22nd, 2009|02:25 pm]


We're having a last minute party at my house today.Making this invitation is pretty what I did all afternoon instead of cleaning. It sure made Brent happy and he is at work so that is hard to do. Maybe it will make you smile too? It must be awesome to be Ryan North. I'd like to jump into his head for five minutes as many times as possible. If I manage to take over, though, I promise to not make many changes...except to make out with Joey Comeau.  
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Just my usual mad-busy manic summer entry. [Jun. 28th, 2009|04:20 pm]
 Things are happening! I got engaged, earned a raise, won a home made ice cream contest, and leveled up my charachter in D&D. I'm growing chives, cherry tomatoes, garlic, and some sort of spicy pepper on my front porch, as well as some flowers, cacti, and baby birds. I'm listening to lots of new music and reading more books. People who are not as freaky cheerful as I at the moment, feel free to smack me if I get too annoying.
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All my friends are murder. [May. 11th, 2009|04:30 pm]
[music |The Distillers-Drain the Blood]

I'm stuck on a loop today. my brain is trying to come to some sort of realization and it just keeps going over the same few things over and over. Have you ever experienced something like that? It's like reading a really complicated comic book or analyzing a dream you've had. You're trying to figure out what all the symbolism means, but it's everywhere, in the pictures, in the background music, in the words characters are saying, in the titles of the chapters...the references are references. Everything seems significant. It's just too many layers today and I'm sort of overloaded. I'm trying to sort of blank out and reset, but it's not working.

A girl I knew in highschool who has become sort of a personal meme in my mind friended me on facebook today. I emailed the only other person I can think of who knew her to tell him and he wrote me back claiming I'd made a freudian typo. "I noticed my inbox said one and thought it was you, bust instead it was facebook!" That was unintentional and not terribly funny, but true. It took me a full two or three minutes to spot it. I wrote him back: "Bwahhaha that's fatastic."  This was also a total accident I was unable to see until he wrote me back. Holy mother of psychology, Batman! I suppose I should friend her back though? People don't NOT friend people they ever once knew in facebook unless they're trying to make some horrible dramatic point, right? I don't have anything in particular against her, she's just sort of (insert adjectives you'd use to describe a truckstop gas station/porn store here?) Wait, what am I talking about? There's nothing wrong with being busty or sort of a dirty old lady. She's living the life, man. That's punk-rock. We are SO superficial facebook friends.
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Warning, Danger, Alert your loved ones! [May. 5th, 2009|04:00 pm]
[music |Not Tinted Windows, thank gods.]

Okay, I knew James Iha was in a new band. Maybe with the drummer from Cheap Trick, even... but I hadn't heard that Taylor Hanson was involved somehow. Forgive me if this is old news, because I just heard about it again in the form of a banner ad. What the hell? This band sounds like throwing a pineapple, a porcupine, and some peppermints in a blender and calling it tasty because everything is "similar." Who gave them the money to do this? What were they thinking? Certainly nothing musical...

But let's not jump to any pop-prejudiced conclusions, let's look at the website:
"James, Adam and Taylor started kicking around the idea of writing and recording some songs that would set Taylor's unmistakable voice against some loud guitars. They also talked about fusing the sounds of power-pop, rock and New Wave of the late 70's and early 80's, which they all loved, with the more modern rock and pop sounds of their own groups." ... "The result is a stripped-down, high-energy record that combines the strengths and identifiable styles of all four members, and yet doesn't really sound like anything else any of the four has done elsewhere. And with three of the four band members contributing songs, there is a real band vibe in the diversity of the material. They have shot videos for two songs on the album already, with plans to do more in the coming weeks."

*emphasis mine

So they aren't a real band, they're a machine built to spew out everything your radio could possibly play that's not "ethnic." I just listened to thier single on myspace and it's full of woah-ohs and girls. It's like watching high fructose corn syrup ads in place of a TV show. This stuff will rot your insides, and possibly give you mercury poisoning. Please be careful. You don't need it and you won't miss it.
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What in tarnation? [Mar. 23rd, 2009|06:12 pm]
[music |Super Rifle- Gogol Bordello]

The library here has a nice little internet feature that tracks everything you do online, and lets you search the catalogs and renew your books and nifty stuff. It also keeps statistics about what you read, and what other people read and so on, which is all kinds of neat. The "hottest author" is James Patterson, the "hottest subject" is audiobooks and everybody seems to be reading The thief and the dogs, says the front page. Pretty normal. My favorites? Here are the top two:
Rapists-fiction and Artists-Crimes against-fiction. Also present in my bigger list: Serial killers, psychopaths, demonology, and crimes against women. What the hell have I been reading? I cannot believe my reading list is that violent!
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I have been to the library again. It's all I have to talk about, really. [Mar. 9th, 2009|11:52 pm]
[music |Dust Me Off- Tilly and the Wall]

Someone on the back of this copy of American Psycho compares the author, Bret Easton Ellis, to Jane Austin. The moment that thought hit my brain I bawked a little. I can see what she's saying though. I know how people feel about Ms. Austin. All the letter sending, the endless dissecting of a careless comment, or a wayward glance that happened scenes (months!) ago when there was at least some forward moving action and not just sitting inside the brain of a young girl suffering her young girl troubles. I don't mind keeping these ladies company. In fact, I adore it.

But this book? I've seen the movie. I know what is coming as sure as Mr. Darcy any page now. But I do not like being in Patrick Batemen's head at all. Moving from engagement to engagement with him, endlessly analyzing the brands of clothing and belongings of every person in the room, sometimes twice, coming up for a bit of totally inane conversation both he and I don't even want to be having with some asshole. No amount of bloodshed is going to cure this restless tedium for either of us. We're 80 pages in and this is the first time I've even seen the word blood. We're not even close to cracking up yet. I'm not even sure I can go on. I wanted to read the Rules of Atrraction or Less than Zero, not this. But I think the library hates me. And I think I hate this book. I think that's supposed to be the point, though. The whole thing's pointless. I can finish it, or not, it won't change a thing.

What are you guys reading? Anything good?
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We need to talk. [Mar. 3rd, 2009|09:50 pm]
[music |Belle& Sebastian- The Wrong Girl]

Seriously, so what if I'm still unemployed and not getting any call-backs except for rejection e-mails? Spring is in the air. I can see buds swelling on the trees. There's a thriller dance party this weekend with skittle-tinis. Totally Michael is playing in birmingham soon, and Venture Brothers season three comes out on DVD soon. I walked to the local coffee roasters today and got some delicious stuff. I baked cookies. I updated my reading list.

But I'd still like to have a job. I want to buy things. I've been trying to apply to several jobs a week. What's interesting is the online applications. This one I'm filling out now is to be an administrative assistant at some bio-tech company. They want me to have graduated high school, and be able to type. I fill in the little boxes, and upload my resume like normal, and then I come to the next page....where I can "attach up to 5 additional documents to your job application for further consideration." Furthermore, "The following files are accepted for upload: Microsoft Word .doc - .docx, RTF, TXT, ZIP, Adobe PDF, JPEG, Bit Map, GIF, AVI and MP3."

Okay I realize that mostly they will be receiving applications through this page to become a science grunt. These people will have written papers in college. They will have generated graphs and data and such. They might want to show this stuff off. Yes, indeed. However, I'm pretty frustrated with this job hunt. I've also been reading a lot of overqualified. All I can think when I see these empty upload slots, (other than "cover letter goes here?") is horrible things. A JPEG of me with a big plate of cookies, giving a thumbs-up, with the caption "You could be having these at every office-party if you choose me!" An MP3 of "Step Into my Office, Baby." by Belle and Sebastian... it goes on and on.
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Time for breakfast! [Feb. 12th, 2009|12:36 pm]
[music |Super Rifle-Gogol Bordello]

Ahhaha! Just googled "naked tortilla chips." I totally meant "baked."
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We were sick, now we're better. There's work to be done. [Jan. 27th, 2009|07:42 pm]
[music |Art Brut-Late Sunday Evening]

Just read Crooked Little Vein by Warren Ellis. I loved it so much, I think there is probably something wrong with me.
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aahhh [Jan. 24th, 2009|05:09 pm]
The murder mystery party I wrote is being performed tonight. At the last minute, one of the "actors" backed out and now I have to play her part. I am wicked nervous. I hope everyone likes it!
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At least it's only Tuesday. [Jan. 14th, 2009|12:35 am]
[music |Tricky- bad dream]

I spent all day editing tags in my music collection and putting everything I could think of into my Zune to avoid working on anything on my to-do list. I found all sorts of great stuff I haven't listened to in a while! Tomorrow, I will get up at a reasonable hour and get some coffee and then leave the house for a bit and then come home and see if it helps me to get things done. I hope it is sunny.
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Happy ending! [Jan. 9th, 2009|05:02 pm]
[music |1,2,3,4, Feist]

So [info]crashingwaves38 is secretly a hair goddess. She took one look at my head, asked me what I had meant to do to it, whipped out some scissors, and made it happen in a few snips. I no longer have to declare this next month funny-hat month.
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er. [Jan. 9th, 2009|04:07 pm]
Running to Amanda's house to show off the new style. "retarded sheepdog" is all the rage, didn't you hear?
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... [Jan. 9th, 2009|03:53 pm]
Well, fuck. In a fit of complete stupid, I just tried to cut my own bangs. Hello kindergarten! Thank you for letting me borrow some safety scissors when my mom wasn't looking. I've got to figure out how to hide this before Brent, "my roommate," comes home and makes fun of me.
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Kids don't know shit. [Dec. 27th, 2008|10:26 pm]
[music |Islands-Kids Don't Know Shit]

Today, Matt took me to United Noodle and Big Brain comics. I miss this city, even with the ice.

I've always been a packrat, so I've been going through "my room" looking for hidden treasures and trinkets I'd like to take home with me. So far, I've mostly discovered a bunch of stuff that has reminded me what a terrible, but prolific writer I can really be. I've got reams and reams of wasted notebook paper and ink, and the only things I've found and liked are tiny paragraphs and single sentences, alone on their pages. Just coming into to contact with all that stale melodrama has had an effect. I mean, look at this paragraph! Blarg.

Anyway, this all came about because I've been unable to follow anything that looks remotely like a normal sleep schedule since I got here. I stayed up until 4am scribbling out the first two "acts" worth of directions for the next murder mystery party. It's looking like a wicked short story, but I'm not sure how the players will handle being my pawns.

After that, I began poking through all the piles of notebooks and old love letters, and school assignment. Like I said, yuck. I also found some awesome shoes, pictures of me when I was blonde as a corn-child, and tiny trinkets I think Calvin might like to hoard. Woo? woo.
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Is White Christmas a euphemism for something? [Dec. 24th, 2008|12:48 am]
[music |Brain Damage]

My Dad is home from the hospital. (Since monday!) He's looking great. It's only now coming out just how sick he was. Blood clots had blocked off flow to the intake side of his heart, (right ventricle? I'm too lazy to check.) so his chest pain was on the wrong side and he was having trouble breathing. He went through two emergency surgeries before even being checked in, and at one point he had five IVs in at once. On top of everything else, he had pneumonia AND pinkeye. The doctors are amazed he didn't suffer any damage... or, you know, die of that. He's actually feeling better than he has in a long time. It's totally incredible. Now that he's home, everyone's calmed down and things are way more normal. I know I said I was overwhelmed, but it's good to be here.

I'm pretty much done cleaning up. I found some eggnog we bought last year. It said "Hi." Things are looking shinier. I've been making some fancy stuff for dinner. Oh, and the desserts are just beginning. Cheesecake, peppermint and cinnamon and chili truffles, triple berry pie...it is finally the holidays.

However, it's disgustingly cold here. We had -23 windchill yesterday. That's just wrong.
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Fall of the House of Megan [Dec. 15th, 2008|01:12 pm]
It's my second day here with my family. Having not lived with them for several years, it's become kind of a shock. It's chaos and madness everywhere I look. The place is overgrown with plants that need watering and junk mail that needs shucking and dishes that need cleaning. Piles of clothes all over, empty food containers, cars that smell like cigarettes...I don't think we used to be like this. We have always been clutter people, certainly, but life has just overwhelmed this house. I'm doing the best I can to leave things better than they were. I was feeling sort of hopeless and drained, but once I got started, it wasn't so bad.

My little brother is constantly telling me to sit and relax instead. He's having a little film and television festival for me. So far, I've seen Oldboy, The new Futurama movie, and quite a bit of Pushing Daisies. He baked me some tasty cookies, and I found candy cane flavored jones soda at the store which is delicious.

Anyway stay tuned! Today, I intend to go spelunking in the fridge to see if there is any intelligent life developing.
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