old friend
this is my old friend joey's new band, rock dirty raw. even though i would never listen to this. they have some talent in there. he is the singer. enjoy.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Thursday, March 29, 2007
dam
it is so nice not to worry about work or school. to step away from making money, worry, commitments and all that. going to half moon bay the other day was so relaxing. the three of us were kids again. on the beach throwing logs in the water, skipping rocks, attemping to build a dam or a bridge to cross the river. its so nice. i think we all need days like that. im already ready to do this again.
my mind may be half-swooned by the movie, loop. i just got my copy in the mail (from norway) and even though ive only watched the first ten minutes, i have this excited sense of peace. maybe it was this guy:

maybe its the weather. maybe its the ability to walk or ride to campbell and sit and read and work at a coffeeshop.
maybe its the thought of one month until coachella. narrowed down to bjork basically:
or maybe its two months until graduation. or to narrow it down further....i have one paper left to write. one test to take. two projects left for my other class. one of which is the live painting i am doing with stations of the cross. the other project being tracing drawings that i have done.
maybe its the fact that my group of friends have really become something else. maybe its our community group that has stepped beyond "just friends" and have become people who want to serve in a variety of ways.
maybe it is serving in general. giving up my free time.
in other words, to sum all this up, im just happy.
it is so nice not to worry about work or school. to step away from making money, worry, commitments and all that. going to half moon bay the other day was so relaxing. the three of us were kids again. on the beach throwing logs in the water, skipping rocks, attemping to build a dam or a bridge to cross the river. its so nice. i think we all need days like that. im already ready to do this again.
my mind may be half-swooned by the movie, loop. i just got my copy in the mail (from norway) and even though ive only watched the first ten minutes, i have this excited sense of peace. maybe it was this guy:

maybe its the weather. maybe its the ability to walk or ride to campbell and sit and read and work at a coffeeshop.
maybe its the thought of one month until coachella. narrowed down to bjork basically:
or maybe its two months until graduation. or to narrow it down further....i have one paper left to write. one test to take. two projects left for my other class. one of which is the live painting i am doing with stations of the cross. the other project being tracing drawings that i have done.
maybe its the fact that my group of friends have really become something else. maybe its our community group that has stepped beyond "just friends" and have become people who want to serve in a variety of ways.
maybe it is serving in general. giving up my free time.
in other words, to sum all this up, im just happy.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
not for those with a fear of heights

this skywalk goes over a portion of the grand canyon. and it is glass bottomed. so you can look straight down and feel as if you are walking over the canyon. i dont know if i will ever make it out to this. it was just opened to the media yesterday so there arent too many pictures yet. whats crazy is how high above you actually are.

this skywalk goes over a portion of the grand canyon. and it is glass bottomed. so you can look straight down and feel as if you are walking over the canyon. i dont know if i will ever make it out to this. it was just opened to the media yesterday so there arent too many pictures yet. whats crazy is how high above you actually are.
Monday, March 19, 2007
two feet in the soap and water.
"now you have both feet in"
i was told this yesterday as i was refreshed and challenged with the community group people. its a simple line, that may have been said to me with a partial-joking attitude behind it. but it floored me. i dont deserve to get my feet washed. this leadership/community group thing is tough and fun and challenging and interesting. it all began with one toe breaking the surface of the water, and nine toes who resisted. now i realise that i should be fully immersed in all of this.
"now you have both feet in"
i was told this yesterday as i was refreshed and challenged with the community group people. its a simple line, that may have been said to me with a partial-joking attitude behind it. but it floored me. i dont deserve to get my feet washed. this leadership/community group thing is tough and fun and challenging and interesting. it all began with one toe breaking the surface of the water, and nine toes who resisted. now i realise that i should be fully immersed in all of this.
the only meaning of the oil-wet water
God: I own you like I own the caves.
The Ocean: Not a chance. No Comparison.
God: I made you. I could tame you.
The Ocean: At one time, maybe. But not now.
God: I will come to you, freeze you, break you.
The Ocean: I will spread myself like wings. I am a billion tiny feathers. You have no idea what's happened to me
-dave eggers
God: I own you like I own the caves.
The Ocean: Not a chance. No Comparison.
God: I made you. I could tame you.
The Ocean: At one time, maybe. But not now.
God: I will come to you, freeze you, break you.
The Ocean: I will spread myself like wings. I am a billion tiny feathers. You have no idea what's happened to me
-dave eggers
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Thursday, March 01, 2007
transform
im excited about this change that i feel. i cant fully describe it, but i can see myself being lifted out of this state of stagnancy. i see a huge agent for this change being my usage of time. i have felt so good since i have gone away from the tv, i have felt good since i gave up sleeping in for lent, i have felt good with reading many books. its crazy to think that i enjoyed killing every minute.
im excited about this change that i feel. i cant fully describe it, but i can see myself being lifted out of this state of stagnancy. i see a huge agent for this change being my usage of time. i have felt so good since i have gone away from the tv, i have felt good since i gave up sleeping in for lent, i have felt good with reading many books. its crazy to think that i enjoyed killing every minute.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
cinequest
the ones that i want to see:
Monster Camp
Urban Explorers
The Bothersome Man
Out Of Balance
Blood Car (for some random reason)
We Are The Strange (a customer of mine helped with this one)
Full Grown Men
and the one i really care for:
The Sensation Of Sight
Trailer #1
this is playing on march 10th at 630pm, or march 11th at 1230pm. which one. i say the 10th.
the ones that i want to see:
Monster Camp
Urban Explorers
The Bothersome Man
Out Of Balance
Blood Car (for some random reason)
We Are The Strange (a customer of mine helped with this one)
Full Grown Men
and the one i really care for:
The Sensation Of Sight
Trailer #1
this is playing on march 10th at 630pm, or march 11th at 1230pm. which one. i say the 10th.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Saturday, February 17, 2007
something wrong with my mind
i have this weird sense of empathy which could, at times, be a good thing and at other times be a bad thing. maybe its not even empathy. i dont know. i guess its that i sit here at orchard valley coffeeshop and there is a guy playing guitar to a nonresponsive audience, so i feel like i should be the one person paying attention to him since everyone else is comfortable enough to not give him their time and attention. on a weird side note, i hate the times when i am sitting outside on my break at work and someone sits at a table next to me, and they make a little eye contact with me, leave their keys and phone on the table and go inside. instantly i feel that i am fully responsible for their possessions since the eye contact was made. but what do i do. i wait until they get back so that their stuff is safe (which it probably would have been) while i spend too much time on my break, sacrificing more money that could be made.
(side note) now its annoying because there is a couple talking really loud in front of the guitar guy.
(side note) this blog had no structure
i have this weird sense of empathy which could, at times, be a good thing and at other times be a bad thing. maybe its not even empathy. i dont know. i guess its that i sit here at orchard valley coffeeshop and there is a guy playing guitar to a nonresponsive audience, so i feel like i should be the one person paying attention to him since everyone else is comfortable enough to not give him their time and attention. on a weird side note, i hate the times when i am sitting outside on my break at work and someone sits at a table next to me, and they make a little eye contact with me, leave their keys and phone on the table and go inside. instantly i feel that i am fully responsible for their possessions since the eye contact was made. but what do i do. i wait until they get back so that their stuff is safe (which it probably would have been) while i spend too much time on my break, sacrificing more money that could be made.
(side note) now its annoying because there is a couple talking really loud in front of the guitar guy.
(side note) this blog had no structure
Thursday, February 15, 2007
smashmouth
listen to this.
it is a smashmouth song that was never put out on an album i guess, and its only the vocals and its really disturbing and funny.
listen to this.
it is a smashmouth song that was never put out on an album i guess, and its only the vocals and its really disturbing and funny.
Monday, February 12, 2007
noir
in class tonight we discussed film noir for a bit. i wasnt really paying attention, but i did get a few pages of notes in. but what i came out with is a desire to watch Brick again. i feel like it changed me, but i cannot say why. not that im hiding my answer, but i really dont know the answer. which is why i demand we watch it again. so can we do that soon....this weekend?
it all goes back to this.
maybe it was their advertising campaign:





in class tonight we discussed film noir for a bit. i wasnt really paying attention, but i did get a few pages of notes in. but what i came out with is a desire to watch Brick again. i feel like it changed me, but i cannot say why. not that im hiding my answer, but i really dont know the answer. which is why i demand we watch it again. so can we do that soon....this weekend?
it all goes back to this.
maybe it was their advertising campaign:





Thursday, February 08, 2007
to make something
i think i became enrolled in what seemed like a class that would be a fun challenge. then we were told to work on our group project (which ended up having no structure...our basic instructions were to "make something") and i thought i didnt understand because i was not at the first two class meetings. here i am on my 3rd day in the class. and we are told to work in small groups of 4 or 5. being the extrovert, i wait for people to "fit me in" to their group. i meet up with 4 others and we discuss our small group project....which instructions are "to make something". i cannot deal with the abstract of the class. i need some sort of structure. i need something that is not vague. even though our class project is coming along, and our small group may be going somewhere, i have some fear going into the class. maybe it would be different if it were for an hour, but 3 hours, twice a week. i cant do that.
now its time for your thoughts.
my smaller group project is based around our reactions to outsourcing or the globalization of corporations. and we are all going to present the theme as a story/narrative that will flow from each piece of our own. (we all have defined factors, one guys is speed/velocity, one girl has self-portraiture, another guy has comic, mine hasnt been defined, but it will consist of the simplicity of life vs the complexity of life.)
so my thoughts are to have a story shown through a series of postcards, from a man who loses his job in middle america (to outsourcing) and he keeps writing postcards to his wife about his lack of finding jobs. each card will be from different cities. she writes back in the meantime telling him that he should just come back and make things work there. and then finally he finds his job in thailand, and it ends up being the same job he had back at home, and he realizes that it was meant for him.
i know its a huge mess right now. but i only have a month to convey these thoughts, make postcards, find good writers and put it up in a gallery at school.
i think i became enrolled in what seemed like a class that would be a fun challenge. then we were told to work on our group project (which ended up having no structure...our basic instructions were to "make something") and i thought i didnt understand because i was not at the first two class meetings. here i am on my 3rd day in the class. and we are told to work in small groups of 4 or 5. being the extrovert, i wait for people to "fit me in" to their group. i meet up with 4 others and we discuss our small group project....which instructions are "to make something". i cannot deal with the abstract of the class. i need some sort of structure. i need something that is not vague. even though our class project is coming along, and our small group may be going somewhere, i have some fear going into the class. maybe it would be different if it were for an hour, but 3 hours, twice a week. i cant do that.
now its time for your thoughts.
my smaller group project is based around our reactions to outsourcing or the globalization of corporations. and we are all going to present the theme as a story/narrative that will flow from each piece of our own. (we all have defined factors, one guys is speed/velocity, one girl has self-portraiture, another guy has comic, mine hasnt been defined, but it will consist of the simplicity of life vs the complexity of life.)
so my thoughts are to have a story shown through a series of postcards, from a man who loses his job in middle america (to outsourcing) and he keeps writing postcards to his wife about his lack of finding jobs. each card will be from different cities. she writes back in the meantime telling him that he should just come back and make things work there. and then finally he finds his job in thailand, and it ends up being the same job he had back at home, and he realizes that it was meant for him.
i know its a huge mess right now. but i only have a month to convey these thoughts, make postcards, find good writers and put it up in a gallery at school.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Monday, February 05, 2007
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