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A Day at the Airport
The airport offers a vision of Hell that would do C. S. Lewis proud. Not the vast emptiness of the sprawling London-Hell of The Great Divorce, but an alternative just as thick with sociological commentary on spiritual life in the modern age: thousands of people, densely packed and all in a hurry, ostensibly trying to leave except they never seem to ( Read more... ) -
Gloried Facebook Status
As regards a Facebook post linking to this Awl article ( Read more... ) -
Dead Dads and Life Decisions
My dad is gonna die one of these days, and even though I have no real reason to think it’s going to happen at any point in the immediate future, it’s been on my mind a lot lately. I guess it has something to do with the fact that he’s starting to show the initial signs of “getting on up there” age-wise. He’s pushing sixty, the last vestiges of ( Read more... ) -
Regarding Creepy Old Men Late at Night
Here's something you probably didn't know about me mostly because it isn't that interesting. I like to jog at night. It's nice that it's cooler and there aren't many people around, and all that jazz, but mostly I like it because I'm kind of a night owl, and it's usually right about ten o'clock that I'm hitting my natural inclination to work out. ( Read more... ) -
Taking Woodstock
I’ve just got back from watching Ang Lee’s “Taking Woodstock,” a movie about the story behind the story of Woodstock, starring Demitri Martin as loveable schlub Elliot Teichberg. This movie is kind of a wonderfully mixed bag in keeping with some less-loved Ang Lee projects (see: “Hulk”). It definitely has something it’s shooting for, and for my ( Read more... ) -
I'm Sick
Which, for the most part, sucks. I'm achy, stuffed up and have a cough, but I'm also just well enough to drag my ass to work in the morning to suffer through eight hours of forced consciousness. Hopefully I'll be better by tomorrow. I've been saying that for about five days now. So, hopefully I'm due ( Read more... ) -
My Muse Moved to Mexico
I never write anymore, which thoroughly sucks. I've tried increasing the frequency that I write in my personal journal, hoping that making a point of going through the motions would kick start my desire to write things I really care about, but for the most part, I end up with entries along the lines of "Bored of my job, feeling vaguely alienated, ( Read more... ) -
Mawwiage.
This weekend I went into Jackson for my cousin Mackenzie's wedding, which was pretty cool. I finally got to meet (my other cousin) Phil's fiancee Barbara, and it ws nice getting to see all the cousins again, generally. Considering they filled in much the same role for me as siblings do for other people (my sister notwithstanding), it's kind of sad ( Read more... ) -
Sunshine Cleaners - The Review
As part of my desire to write more, the creeping realization that bitching about my job is growing tedious even to me and a sense of nostalgia for my time at the Technique, I’ve decided to take up writing movie reviews again. Hopefully, this won’t be one of those things I decide to do, do once and then completely forget about, leaving the one post ( Read more... ) -
Small Ideas
Today, apropos of nothing, I remembered the time when I was twelve and did a yahoo search for the word "phagina." I think my reasoning should be self-evident, and no, I don't know where I got the idea that it was an F sound, let alone why it would be spelled with a "ph." Ironically, I just tried a google search for the same word, and it did not ( Read more... )