Friday, July 22, 2005

Together, We Can Make This Happen

Let's push to 5,000. C'mon. Join together. Make it this year's Hands Across America.



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More about Hands Across America later.

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Peep a Bad Movie

The movie Crash is bad and you should avoid it at all costs. What a load of crap. I guess, I though Ludacris and Don Cheadle were good but the whole magical realism bent of the film just didn't work at all. I didn't see what the point of that was, save for a distraction from the awful plot and equally unbelievable characters getting their rocks off by saying naughty racist things! How daring. It just portended to explore race and class relations in an overexposed Los Angeles with lots of coincedences. I felt ripped off--there were many highly emotional scenes that you would have to be a satanist to not be affected by, but the overall effect of them was hollow and cheapening. Yeah--I really hated this movie!

Well, I should have known better. I hated the neverending Magnolia and became something like the town pariah for feeling so. Why was Crash even made and why wasn't Phillip Seymour Hoffman in it? Props to Hamlice who really resisted going to this movie, but in the end, did because he likes me. Even though I hate everything.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Thought I'd Check in On Everyone's Favorite Topic

The food pyramid! Astute readers who aren't dopes might recall how C'est Trivial tackled the subject many prunes, I mean moons ago. Well, for me it's not really going that well at all. I felt like it was sprung on my hastily and without warning and frankly, the reality hasn't sunk in. For instance, today I ate a croissant, a handful of Edamame, some salad, a few squares of tofu, some water, and then two fancy slices of pizza from some urban grocery store or something--while I was grocery shopping. Not a pyramid does this make. More like a rhombus, but not really, just throwing the old vocab around.

Vocab. I was always pretty good at vocab. These days I've lightened the load and reduced all utterances to "pretty good," "you know what I mean," and "i don't know."


Food pyramid.

Though I Have Some Guesses...

Who are you Bonehead Jeffries? Show yourself or live in spammy anonymity forever, along with Jiggling R. Coastline, for instance.

The choice is yours.

New Day? Same Post. Quality! Thrift!



What's the word?

Monday, July 18, 2005

Hey. YOU! I'm Talking to You.



So, how's it going?

Time's Tide Will Smother You

So I was getting coffee (like, for real?)this morning and the newspaper told me something very strange. Seems like they've gone and made a theatrical musical of Smiths songs and somehow there's a trapeze dancer in there too. I feel pretty conflicted about this, (as if it matters what I think--it's not like if I don't like it'll magically disappear, though I t'wouldn't complain if that were the case with, like, other things.) I feel conflicted that it could dissolve into some kind of Mamma Mia disaster where the songs tell a story. Because I hate stories!

Anyway, I read the article later when I had the time and was struck by this sentence--I guess the two masterminds behind the thing were trying to figure out what body of work to turn into a musical... Loggins and Messina? R.E.O. Speedwagon...
"...Smiths songs offered possibilities for "a singing actor." He explained, "It just occurred to me that there was something theatrical in the songs, but what that was didn't really exist yet."


But aren't all them songs totally theatrical? We're talking about Morrissey here, right? I mean his whole shtick from vegetarianism to celibacy was just that--theater! You thought he was serious when he said, I wear black on the outside/'cuz black is how I feel on the inside . That's humor! Humor is theater. Theater is cunning. Cunning is clever. Clever is coy. Coyness is nice.

Friday, July 15, 2005

Afternoon, You Little Hamsters!

So this morning I'm wearing a gold belt. The coffee guy said, "Heh heh. Nice belt."

He was so right.

Also, this morning I'm remembering the time when I saw Puck from the Real World (this was back when I lived in Oakland). I recall thinking, "I know that guy. But from where. Did we work together? Is he a friend of a friend? Did he repair my car. Who is he? He's so familiar. I totally know him. I do." And I walked off in Haight Ashbury satisfied that I knew that guy.

But later, oh ho! I realized, with embarrassment, that he wasn't my friend, I didn't know him, he was just a TV personality.



In related news, this was my entire experience visiting my best friend's brother in Hollywood. I know this place. I've been here before. I know these people.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Remember My Brush with Fame? Bonny Prince Billy (Could be first in a series of many. Maybe.)

You don't? Yeah, well, I do. BpB was keeping a tour diary via Drag City and people could email their questions right to him. I asked a really dumb question, but dang if he didn't answer it, you know? Give the people what they want.
This is what happens to me when I get starstruck (noticing a theme today?):

Q:Are you reponsible for the rarity of your recordings? Are you following a kind of ideology? For instance one ideology I have is I can't use 7-eleven because I feel things are too convenient all the time.
a: when there is rarity that is not directly related to distribution, well sure, it is more rewarding to be complicit with scarcity than excess. usually, if something is scarce but found to be desired, we try to rectify.

q:Did you see Urinetown? I haven't yet, but I'm going on Sunday.
a: no.



I never went to see Urinetown after all.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Another Reason Why It's Called http://gabiknight.blogspot.com

Just want to take this opportunity to revist a little topic called Things in Salad That I Do Not Like.

1. frisee
2. dust

Frisee, you're gonna get it.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Oh NO!

I just remembered who would be pressuring you to spend more time with your family. Oh no.

You might just be around forever, since you're his brain and all. Oh donkey.

We just have so much more to endure.



I'm Going to Laugh

When you there, yeah, you in the middle, end up in jail. OK. You probably won't go to jail-jail, but maybe, suddenly, you'll decide to spend more time with your family.

Saturday, July 09, 2005

I Was Feeling Bouncy

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Have You Met My New Dog?

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

You Know What's Just So Sad?

The number of racist fuckheads in the world.

Friday, July 01, 2005

Hey Hey... Ho Ho

The open-toed boot has got to go!

This Is Really Putting a Damper on U.S.A.'s Birthday