howdy do, hello.

my name is el nino, and you better get your coat, cause i came to bring the rain.

hoo ah.

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i saw modest mouse recently, and was largely disappointed. many things went wrong, too numerous and boring to list, but they are going south further than katherine hepburn, barry white and bob hope. philly is a trash hole, whole heartedly.

i watched eyes wide shut the other day. collectively i have prolly seen it all like 1 and a half times, but this was the first time i watched it (semi) straight through the whole thing. its just like that, you lumber through it. and dont let me forget about the book im reading, speaking of lumbering through. shits tight, A+. ive talked to some folks who have also seen it, and they largely disagree. which i find confusing, cause it seems spot on. things i like: colors, glares, bleeds, nicole kidman. i like how london is portrayed as new york. i like that. why use the city in a piece of fiction as the city setting. you are at your whim to whit and whistle with whatever woozle you troozle. kudos. i like the music, i like the length, and i like the content. i like the passion, i like the jealousy, i like the way people have disturbingly vivid perceptions of human nature, choose to render them to the public, and when all is said and done its like flat and poo, but really bas relief. you f'n c's.

ah, umberto eco. im partially through this book, foucalt's pendulum, and its really fun. like too fun where you have to question why it is so fun. then you deconstruct the thing you think is fun and try to find a flaw, convince yourself of the other sides point of view. apply as much passion to hating it as you did to liking it, and do that with everything, see how much of a fool people can be. id say the book has opened my eyes, turned me into a harder cynic, but then again im just reading words on a page, ya know. what can you do with that. its the inconceivable stuff you gotta worry about. i really wanna talk more about the book ya know, but i havent finished it. all i can really say is jacques de molay. i wish someone would submit me some hardcore research on this guy. there is other stuff too, aleister crowley + napthalene + kundalini... all nonsense if you think about it, but fun nonetheless...