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Archive for March 2008

A lot can change in a year.

Its been exactly one year today since I packed an overnight bag and moved on with my life. A lot can change even in a day. I had no idea what I was giving up, but I didn’t know what I stood to gain either.
It puts things in perspective. How many of the people […]

Zero SMS

Its been over 24 hours since I received a text message. Only two personal calls, one from my roommate and one from my mother; and bare minimum in the chat department. It is indeed an odd and isolating event. A great deal of silence. A little refreshing and a little lonely at […]

On Self Respect: Part Deux

A few people ruminated on the recent post quoting Joan Didion’s On Self Respect and whether that would mean my slowly fading web presence/willingness to be as “accommodating”as I’ve been in years pass. And yes I’ve been answering fewer emails, sign into chat less frequently and considering the invasiveness of twitter. I offer a few […]

Alice Smith

I saw Alice Smith perform last night at Highline Ballroom.
In June 2006 I came across Alice Smith on Big Stereo and sought out a couple of her song. March 2007 I met someone else who dug the song “Dream” as much as I did, and had a deja vu experience. “What song is this” I […]

French Kisses and Bad Days Made Better

I went to see the film Un baiser s’il vous plaĆ®t or Shall We Kiss at the IFC Center as part of the Rendez-Vous with French Cinema. A film by Emmanuel Mouret, who spoke after the screening. Quite entertaining and if it finds American distribution, I’d recommend seeing it or renting it.
It tells […]

The Dreams are Killer

My dream life has been rather interesting. I’d been trying to think of the context in which to write about it, but honestly, they need no context. They’re a little insane and a little unstable and make only a little sense. (I try to avoid writing about dreams because well, usually they’re quite boring for […]

On Self-Respect

I read this quote in September when is was published on Maud Newton from Joan Didion’s Slouching Toward Bethlehem, told myself to buy the book (and I would have today had I not had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.) I’ve referenced it more than once in conversation and today I […]

The Cocktail Party: T. S. Elliot

It will do you no harm to find yourself ridiculous.Resign yourself to be the fool you are.
You will find that you survive humiliationAnd that’s an experience of incalculable value.
That is the worst moment, when you feel you have lostThe desires for all that was most dersirable,Before you are contented with what you can desire;Before you […]

Love/Karma

“The Opposite of Love is Not Hate.The Opposite of Love is Fear.And the Opposite of Fear is Understanding.Which means the Opposite of Understanding is Hate.”(found on the back of a Karma Card)

It’s Late

And I feel, but am not sure…
once in a bout of insanity
i sought to call myself a butterfly
and stole away
cocooned
to create
beautiful wings and things

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