Memes

Memes I'm tired of:
Zombies
Bacon

Memes that may live on:
Kitties

Loud and Proud

I hate Fight Club.

Sorry, I have no pity for the middle class white male filled with anxiety because gender roles and power had become slightly destabilized at the end of the 20th century. Those poor, poor victims of the system, rebelling against a reality that no longer confirms their sense of entitlement. Somewhere the world's tiniest violin is playing.

As Brian McNair says, it's "...a childish celebration of bare knuckle male violence as an antidote to alleged oppression by the system/parent (personified by IKEA, the phenomenon of group therapy, and the figure Helena Bonham Carter..."

I'll admit, when I first saw the movie, I was drawn in, fooled by it's coolness, yet wincing at its misogynistic undertones. As years passed, I'd just quietly avoid the subject. But now. Now I am willing to stand up and proudly say, "I hate Fight Club." It's a movie for teenage boys about men who behave like teenagers.

Are you trying to read my diary?

I made two hilarious observations yesterday on the bus ride home... I thought to myself, I'll have to blog about these amazing insights when I get home.

And at that point my ideas completely vanished. There was a guy sitting next to me on the bus jamming really hard to his ipod - as in full body jamming. It was hilarious. And distracting.

Which brings me to my point. This happens to me a lot. I forget the things I think about. I would like to record them, but means I think I need to start carrying around some kind of journal... Ugh.

http://www.comedycentral.com/videos/index.jhtml?videoId=69447&title=diary

My Hoodie

When I was in high school I had this sweet black hoodie with a TOUGH orange Chinese dragon printed on the back. It mysteriously disappeared sometime when I was a freshman in college I think. Anyway, I miss that hoodie. I mourn its loss every spring when the weather starts to consistently hit about 65 degrees and it's too warm for a coat and not warm enough for no coat. That time is not yet, but I am beginning my mourning period early this year.

SO, on my list of things to do, I am adding: find a sweet and tough hoodie to fill the hole that was left by that awesome one I used to have. Still working on the learning-to-juggle goal too.

Distraction

I don't know what's wrong with me lately, but my ability to focus is completely shot. I'm constantly thinking about 5 things at once. I can't seem to get anything done all the way or well or in a reasonable amount of time. What's wrong with me??? Am I not getting enough B vitamins? Omega-3s?

I need a study lair the likes of which haven't been seen since Spring '05.

Behold.



Look how studious we are, now that we have a study lair.



We see you out there.



Interlopers beware!