I have no particular theme from which to work at the moment, just an amalgamated collection of disparate thoughts on various subjects - but I decided that I'd be damned if I'd let common sense stop me from throwing them all into one post. First, the pop culture thing that made me the happiest this week? The trailer for this movie that I told all of you about. And, creator Warren Ellis' thoughts about it.
Looks wonderful, eh? Much better than talking to fuckwits.
When you are dealing with a fuckwit, I have found - only this week - that it is somewhat counter-productive to begin the conversation with, "Hey, fuckwit." You'd think this would be a real time saver, since it gets so much punchy information across, factual and emotional, both of an explicit and implicit nature, but it isn't. The addressed fuckwit, as it turns out, is possessed of all kinds of fuckwitted opinions he feels obliged to spew out at you about his alleged fuckwit status, which is confirmed, of course, by the litany of onerous and fuckwitted remarks you must endure, but this cacophonous bowel movement of noise after your truthful and helpful overture causes the entire conversational symphony to drag, and instead of a Mozart argument, you find yourself in a limping Salieri slog, and you have to knock your way through it just to get to the meat of why it is that some fuckwit ought not to be bollicking against your porch furniture with a weed hacker at 7:30 in the morning on a Thursday. You can still get your point across, get results and master the situation - but you must be ready for the time-wastery of the noisy fuckwit with whom you are forced to deal.
(I think it's poignantly telling that even my spell checker knows Mozart, but does not know Salieri. I think someone could make a little dramatic production, or perhaps even a film about that relationship.)
Speaking of fuckwits, what about that Lawrence Taylor? He fucked up my Wednesday a little. Notwithstanding the loss of the USA to clock-sucking Ghana, this week in soccer was a joy to me, someone who has only recently learned to appreciate the sport, and who indeed once wrote this. Big ups to Mer for getting me to watch the World Cup this time around, so that I could vicariously experience the extreme highs and lows of watching the US team. The highs, of course, came on Wednesday, with the 91 minute goal of Landon Donovan against Nigeria, and all of the positivity that came gushing out of ESPN from the game and subsequent talking heads, as I watched with my kids, who were also doing a cooking project. Sort of. As ESPN rejoined its normal schedule, however, we went from the ecstasy of human achievement on the pitch to Thug American-Style Football, and the indictment of Hall-of-Famer Taylor on charges of "one count of third-degree rape, one count of a criminal sexual act, two counts of sexual abuse, one count of endangering the welfare of a child, and one count of patronizing a prostitute." There's a comparison study for your ass. Thanks, ESPN, for making me quickly change the fucking channel.
I'm trying to re-read Siddhartha by Herman Hesse, and enjoying it a lot less than the first time around. I can only assume that this means I am becoming less and less enlightened as I grow older? Partly, it bothers me because it seems so desperate on the part of the author, who is writing about something he'd really like to achieve, without having achieved it himself. His prose is still elegantly blunt, though.
Facebook is weirding me out a little bit more this week than last. Jesus seems to have a couple of his own webpages, FB itself doesn't seem to have any idea what I'm actually interested in, and there's some rampant ignorance coming out of the noiseholes of people with whom I'm digital "friends." Blocking their status updates seems pansiated compared to a complete unfriending, but I'm calling it a 1st step for now. We'll see.
Finally, I'm toying with volunteering at either the Chicago or Atlanta Comic Cons this year, and would need basically EVERYTHING to make it happen - I need child care possibly for as many as three days, places to stay in those cities, and maybe even to rent a vehicle I don't have to work on once a week. Anybody want to help a brother out, just raise up your hands. I need the data to make a decision.