Please tell me you want to see this movie as much as I do:

Plot Outline: A workman gets some unexpected help from two people of vastly different sizes.

I am the same height as George W.

And Herbert Hoover. How depressing is that?

U.S. Presidents by Height

Still Life with Woodpecker.

I've decided since I've started posting reviews occasionally, I should post them in one place. So this is it.

Wow. I mean, like, wow. I really liked Villa Incognito, as you know, and thought it rocked my mind about life, government, and idealism. I had not seen anything yet. Still Life pumps up the sex, the philosophy, and keeps elements of mysticism and fantasy (though perhaps not as much as Cognito). At times (namely, part II), I felt like I was reading porn. His treatment of sex was mostly tasteful, but it pushed right at the border. But unlike Villa, in which he told a bit of an actual fable, this was a modern fairy tale. Princesses and pyramids, but most of the fantasy was merely in the minds of the characters and their eccentricities. But it affirmed some of my beliefs, refuted others, and explained some thoughts that had been on the tip of my mind in words I am incapable of. Basically, it really did make me think about what's important, which is a lessen I am learning more than any other on exchange. The importance of love, new experiences, travel, discussion (about anything and everything) as well as listening and generally just enjoying the soundscape as it unfolds around you, comic books, and sleepovers. To quote the book, learning the difference between "a life acutally lived and a wimpy shadow cast on an office wall."

And Tasse, the last part destroyed me with reasons you should read this book.

I am not saying everything in it is true or even not silly. But I think that's the point.

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Unrelatedly, this is an entertaining list of domains owned by Google.

When asked if I believe in God, I have come to answer that I believe in love. Am I destined to forever be distanced from the one thing I have desired in this world more than any other? Am I cursed to have loved so many times I forgot what love is?

Tom Robbins, when attempting to answer the question of how to make love stay, says, through Princess Leigh-Cheri, "The bottom line is that (a) people are never perfect, but love can be, (b) that is the one and only way that the mediocre and the vile can be transformed, and (c) that doing that makes it that. Loving makes love...We waste time looking for the perfect lover instead of creating the perfect love."

I feel like this is a truth that I have long considered but never quite understood. Why must the world be so full of potential failure masked as opportunity. I can't turn off my heart and that's not the only organ. I am so happy it makes me miserable. Everytime I think I have something my mind uncontrollably questions it, especially when fictional characters feel it more passionately in less time.

People ask what the meaning of life is but to me love is the only question worth asking. And the only question with no answer. To me, all questions are a variation of the one.

And on top of all this, I have to write a paper.

Job update.

Total resumes submitted to potential employers: 2.

Total number of evil potential employers: 1 (i hope they don't read this)

Total number of likely prospects: 0.

I'll keep you posted as things progress. (If you referred to my blog, is that a pun?)

A gift from Adam Shlian.

Man, this makes me never want to film anything again. Because whatever I do, it won't be this good.

Pi.

Love the Turkman.

If you have ever clicked on the link labeled "Turkman" at the right and/or have read the wonderful musings of my friend Steve, please email me. There's a way you can send your sentiments of appreciation to him. (if you don't know my email address, you suck. i mean post a comment with a way of contacting you and i'll send you more info).

in other news, SWEET CANS OF ALBACORE.

Blog Site Stats

Ok, I've been freaking out a bit about the sheer amount of information available on the Internet. Even if it's information that wouldn't exist without the Internet, it is still unbelievable.

Put your blog URL here!

It shows you (among other things), how many people link to your blog (inlinks), how many sites you link to (out links), and a graph of your posts per day. That is some crazy stuff.

It's also on the site of PubSub, a pretty interesting search engine. Instead of searching a static-esque Internet index once, you subscribe to a set of search terms. It is constantly getting data from blogs and feeds, and whenever it gets a new match (we're talking near-real-time), it lets you know, somehow (I haven't really done it).

This is so cool.

Why do I keep posting?

But seriously, this is cool.

World Beard and Moustache Competition.

My favorites:

Why I love Charlie Kaufman.

These quotes are about the newest Jonez/Kaufman collaboration:

"It's a movie about the breakup of a relationship. It's about everything that I write. It's about bad relationships. I probably have about 50 titles for it, so I won't give you any." (www.beingcharliekaufman.com/articles/symkustalk.htm)

"It's something that Spike and I talked about in a very vague way and we were able to sell it in a very vague pitch because the studio was the studio we did Adaptation with and they wanted to do something else with us. I'm writing it in this way that I'm not even clear on what I'm doing. I'm just kind of compiling stuff right now. I don't even know what it's entirely going to be, which excites me, but it's scary, I guess." (http://www.chud.com/news/mar04/mar7spot.php3)

Oh, CK.

Some people are so much smarter than me.

So this guy just wrote a fascinating-looking book that I would really like to look into getting a copy of. I don't know if it's the whole point of the book, but he wrote it do the revelation written about in this post on his blog. Basically, he sees the collective databases of Google, Yahoo, MSN, etc. as a digital record (therefore, analyzable record) of the collective intentions, desires, and wants for at least information by the Internet-connected population of the world. So cool. It's basically a record of our culture; what we care about as a world.

Ok, so Britney Spears has been the annually most popular query since 2003 (i can't find the overall data for 2002, but she was the top image search woman), so maybe this isn't a good thing. But still, pretty interesting.

Fun Facts.

Apparently, about 1 in 3 people who view my blog (not LJ) come from Dan Tasse's blog or Chicken's. Crazy talk.