Monday, April 28, 2008

Slow Day

Today has been a sick day.
I've come down with a cold, or my allergies are acting up. I've finally faced the fact I have them. In this case, allerigies to spring. I've been home all day and have only worn a dressing-gown. I could feel the disease inside me. I can't feel much of it now.
I've officially finished half my course today. Now I need to do ten more. It shouldn't be to hard. I found a podcast for "A Tale of Two-Cities," and Post-Modernism is basically watching The Matrix. I don't know why a literacy course has a movie for it. My guess is all the really big post-modernist novels have sex and drugs in them or something. And one of the Modules is just a reading journel so I can do that in a day. This week I've got to read "The Miller's Daughter" by Emile Zola and "A Tale of Two-Cities," by Charles Dickens. Shouldn't be to much of a problem. I'll pick up the book at the library and read along.
That's basically it. Sick days don't generate alot of posting material.

500

It's official, I am now at 500 Posts. Since the last day I posted, I did quite alot of stuff I want to make sure you all had a chance to read it. I'm writing this on the 25th of April, but will post it when you've all answered the Movie-Quote Test thing.

And so as not to make this a completely innane test, you can all watch this youtube clip of the 1973 movie "The Final Programme", based on the Michael Moorcock novel of the same name.



Friday, April 25, 2008

Guess The Movie!

Hey, I found this contest on DeviantArt. Basically, you have to guess which movie this is from. Warning, I'm into some obscure movies.
  1. Say, any of you boys smithies? Or, if not smithies per se, were you otherwise trained in the metallurgic arts before straitened circumstances forced you into a life of aimless wanderin'?
  2. You know, this used to be a helluva good country. I can't understand what's gone wrong with it.
  3. Boy, it sure would be nice if we had some grenades, don't you think?
  4. Do you find me sadistic? You know, Kiddo, I'd like to believe that you're aware enough even now to know that there's nothing sadistic in my actions. At this moment, this is me at my most masochistic.
  5. We thought about it for a long time, "Endeavor to persevere." And when we had thought about it long enough, we declared war on the Union.
  6. Hey, careful, man, there's a beverage here!
  7. Learn French or die.
  8. Oh, him? He's harmless. Part of the free speech movement at Berkeley in the sixties. I think he did a little too much LDS.
  9. Nothing an eight ball, a porn star and a tattoo parlor can't handle
  10. You are seven years old. You are a man. Bury your first toy and your mother's picture.
  11. Don't be so gloomy. After all it's not that awful. Like the fella says, in Italy for 30 years under the Borgias they had warfare, terror, murder, and bloodshed, but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and the Renaissance. In Switzerland they had brotherly love - they had 500 years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock. So long Holly.
  12. Now, repeat after me: "Homosexuality is the best all-round cover an agent ever had."
  13. Pepperland is a tickle of joy on the blue belly of the universe. It must be scratched. Right, Max?
  14. Can you count, suckers? I say, the future is ours... if you can count!
  15. I'm voting for Dukakis.
  16. Boys, you got to learn not to talk to nuns that way
  17. You know, that's good, because if you actually were as innocent as you pretend to be, we'd never get anywhere
  18. That weapon will replace your tongue. You will learn to speak through it. And your poetry will now be written with blood.
  19. I can guarantee the closest shave you'll ever know.
  20. Tut, tut. Such ingratitude after all the times I saved your life.

There, now we see how many you guys get. Remember, you have to identify them yourself.

The Worst Former Celebrety TV Show Ever

Some ideas are just so odvious they should not be made into a series. Case in point: Celebrety Rehab. Yes, we can now watch a program about celebreties, most likely washed-up ones, kick there junk habit. Here's an example of an episode.
On the series premiere of "Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew" eight drug addicted celebrities check themselves into rehab under the care of Dr. Drew Pinsky and begin their difficult battle for sobriety. As each celebrity (Brigitte Nielsen, Joanie "Chyna Doll" Laurer, Jeff Conaway, Daniel Baldwin, Seth "Shifty" Binzer, Mary Carey, Jaimee Foxworth & Jessica Sierra) is introduced, their painful backstory and struggle with drugs is profiled. Dr. Drew begins to analyze and assess his patients' struggles through a series of one-on-one meetings, but his attention is pulled away by a drunken, doped up Jeff Conaway who lapses into a seizure and ends up being rushed to the hospital.
Okay, first off, I don't know who any of these people are. Alright, except for Brigette Nielsen, but that's only because I saw her on the Surreal Life (which wasn't at all Surreal). Second, who wants to see a bunch of washed up celebreties kick there drug habit. I have an idea what withdrawal syndromes are like and it is not pretty. I know that there are probubly alot of drugged-up celebreties, but that is no reason to make a show about it damn it. They're poor junkies, not guenie pigs for another lame television show.
On the plus side, when the ideas get this stupid, reality TV is bound to be close to death.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Haikus I-IV

Haiku I
This is Haiku One
First in a Haiku Series to
be finished at death.

Haiku II
The three art students
Paint a thong on a computer.
I feel superior.

Haiku III
Girl thinks Ginsberg kid
In Brown's Latin Class. Damn it.
Nobody reads the classics.

Haiku IV
Internet Course says
Write a mock epic. I did
And I hated it.

I've been considering writing Haiku. It's short and simple and many great writers wrote it, so why not me. Kerouac wrote Haiku, Richard Wright wrote Haiku, Charles Bukowski might have written Haiku, I'm not sure. But here are my first four Haikus. Share and Enjoy!

Monday, April 21, 2008

David Lynch on Youtube (Mainly a guy who looks like David Lynch)

Here's a video of David Lynch talking about the Iphone. Warning, there is swearing.
And here's videoes of David Lynch solving people's everyday problems.

Identify the people on the following list without using Wikipedia or anything like that

I feel lonely. It's like I'm the only person around who knows who Jack Keroauc, William S. Burroughs, Allen Ginsberg, Alejandro Jodorowsky, David Lynch or anyone else cool is. I could probubly go on about how isolated an lonely I am, but who wants to read that.
End of post.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

YEAH! Someone I can connect with!

Well, I have to do my first test soon. I'm not doing it now, because I'm concentrating on getting all my DeviantArt stuff done. Thankfully, I am also very close to finsihing the second fourth. I'm feeling very confident about getting all this finished so I can go on to reading something interesting like "The Hounds of the Baskervilles."
I kind of had Tango lessons yesterday, but it was basically going over the steps I know. Not alot of people showed up, basically it was just me, Max and Max's girlfriend. It was pretty cool, we talked about praying mantis which Max believes are all really butch lesbians(the women at least), psychedelic drugs and books. I also hung out with Max a bit while we walked over to his place of buisness.
I think Max may be one of the few people I can actually connect with. We're both writers and artists, we both have strong counter-culture leanings. Also, I don't have to explain everything I'm into with him. He also said I should try writing screenplays, since from what he's read I'm better at dialouge. I think he has a point, so now I'm re-writing "The Last Dance Revolution" as a movie. Now all I need to do is get Johnny Depp to play Naos.
One last thing, my Employment Specalist called and it looks like I might get a job soon. Just thought I'd tell you.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Course Confusion, Residence Searches and (More Importantly) Wold Newton Speculation

I hate my Internet Course. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. I just got back some information on a formal outline I did for an essay I didn't need to write, and the teacher said I was doing it wrong in a way that said I wasn't doing anything wrong and it confuses me and all I can think is "Who is she to tell me how to write an outline? She's not even here! If I thought of her as an actual human being as compared to some invisible entity that judges my work from a distance and who I could actually talk to then we wouldn't have a problem, since I could actually discuss this with her. And that's how I ended up at the public library.
So, in other news my Mom and I checked out the University at Waterloo to see if there was another residence besides Conrad Grebel that I could go to. On Thursday we looked at Renison and yesterday we looked at St. Paul's. Renison was great. They said they would try and get me a single room, which I liked. I would make a terrible roommate. Since my main interests are making family trees for fictional characters and odd, obscure books and films, combined with my lack of social skills and possibly annoying nightly habits. (Listening to Little Steven's Underground Garage at 10:00 PM till Midnight on Sundays), I would not make the best of roommates. I should recognize that a roommate is a possibility, and prepare. Also, I liked the feel of Renison better then St. Pauls. The rooms and halls in Renison felt better. Also, Renison has more experience with autistic people such as myself.
I've been looking at various Wold Newton articles and am beginning to realize that there is alot of discrepencies between them. The involvement of Superheroes is something I'm not sure about. Maybe some comic book characters, such as a very limited translation of Shang Chi I can except because of his involvement with Fu Manchu, but Superman and the Fantastic Four seem to be pushing it. And don't get me started on who Captain Nemo is really. I'm going for he's the Immortal Alchemist Joseph Balasmo, as well as Robur the Conqueror, Arthur Gordon Pym, The Count of Monte Cristo and possibly Hagbard Celine and John Sunlight. The traditional concept was that Captain Nemo was an alias of Professor Moriarty.
From what I can see here, I may just be picking and choosing what to put in my own version of the Wold Newton Universe. So because of this, pretty much all superheroes are going to be left out, or altered. I can see Constantine and Octobriana in there. Also, I'm thinking about using the information in the Star Inn Meteorite to help the back story, as well as looking into some other meteroites to back up any families descended in Africa, Asia and the Americas.
Also, I'm starting to wonder if I should adjust some version of the Wold Newton Myth into my own mythology. I've already worked in the works of Michael Moorcock, H.P. Lovecraft and the Marquis de Sade's work into my mythology, why not take it further. I don't know if I'll actually put the Wold Newton family in there directly, but I've got three major families (The Blackwrights, The Saint-Clairs and the Howllers). I doubt that I'll make it part of the whole thing, but I'll probubly make it seem like they are part of the over all mythos. I don't see Doc Savage or Tarzan appearing alongside Orlando Morningstar or Jack Blackwright, but the basic idea is something to play around with.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Tango Lessons

So as my readers should know if they care about my social life, I am taking Tango lessons after school at 6. My teacher is fellow student Max (not real name), or as I actually call him De Quincy. I call him De Quincy because he smokes tobacco out of an opium pipe. Since he's the kind of guy who read Confessions of an English Opium Eater, he gets the refrence. Actually, anybody who would smoke anything out of an Opium pipe would be aware of the refrence. If your not, Thomas De Quincy is a guy who smoked alot of Opium and wrote a book about it. This was all during the 1800's or something. Give me a second to check Wikipedia.(...). It was written in 1822.
So, in the Tango lessons, I am considered pretty good. I'm very proud of that. My partner is Max's girlfriend, which is a bit of a joke in the class as the Tango is a known as a sexually-charged dance. Today was pretty good, because I'm really starting to get the hang of the Tango. I told Max's girlfriend (let's call her Cathrine), that I wanted to get out of the loveless German marriage Tango we were doing. By loveless German Tango, I mean that she'd actually lean on my hip during the dip. Because of my poor muscle structure she leaned a bit herself. We did that a couple times. One time I really caught Cathrine off guard while dipping her. I was a bit disconcerted by this but she said it was alright and that I was doing good.
And that's all.