Ghost Balls

The screensaver function randomly started up on my laptop.
I didn't set it to do that. It's never done that before.
When I walk into the room, planets appear on the screen.

Isn't that weird?

I don't think I have any control over technology. PhotoBooth randomly craps out and eventually starts working again with no apparent catalyst, and everything else seems really unreliable as well.

Also, Lil Wayne is far too vulgar to be so damn catchy.
I can't keep humming lines under my breath like:
"I can make a black woman scream like she white

or

Pimp hard, I get head and tail like a quarter"

Finals are gradually starting to kick my ass, but I still feel confident that everything is under control.

If you want to meet my way cool parents, they're coming to visit this Friday.

Blood Weekend

First, Allegra severely sliced her pinky open on a broken mirror.
I helped her change the dressing in my bathroom.

Yesterday, Max noticeably cut himself shaving.
His neck is speckled with red.

A few minutes ago I was sharpening a knife, which of course slipped and sliced my thumb open directly below the bottom of the nail.
Obnoxious (but not too serious) bleeding.

These things come in threes.
Taking one for the team.

4/8/08

What a fantastic day!

I got up and showered an hour earlier than I intended to, so I climbed back into bed and listened to the Kinks before the Titus Kaphar lecture (which was amazing.) He rejected the common talking head-style lecture format and instead opted for a discussion based panel format that was very casual and intimate. What a great guy. He was full of really great quotes, too:

"Every five years or so people claim that painting is dead. If painting is dead, then I've got to be the guy to do the autopsy."

So he and his work were wonderful. After Ideation, I went to the Electric Fetus with Maddie and Amalia and bought the NEW BREEDERS ALBUM, MOUNTAIN BATTLES. It's more explorative genre-wise than other Breeders albums, but retains all the rockin' weirdness that I adore. It's superb.

Then there was the Peter Hutton screening at 6:30. His new film is 60 minutes of silent imagery of container ships being built, traveling, and being dismantled by hand. His shots looked like Edward Burtynsky photographs come to life. It was one of the most beautiful things I've seen in a long while.

Also, it's Diana's birthday and we went to Jasmine 26 with four tables' worth of people. Lemongrass chicken, coconut cream cheese puffs, free pan-fried tofu and sweet potato with condensed milk for dessert.

I love my life.
...yours, too.

So close!

!!!!
One more week until Mountain Battles!


Puke!