I'll never update this blog as often as I should.
But as I find myself swamped in reading and in love with what I find, I'll share this in hopes that some random wanderer of the internets will stumble upon and appreciate the following.
An excerpt from Eduardo Galeano's Voices of Time:
"The Seven Deadly Sins"
Kneeling in the confessional, a repentant sinner admitted to greed, gluttony, lust, sloth, envy, pride, and anger.
"I've never confessed. I didn't want you priests enjoying my sins more than me, so out of greed I kept them to myself.
"Gluttony? From the moment I saw her, I confess, I wanted to eat her alive.
"Is it lust to enter someone and get lost inside and never find your way out?
"That woman was the only thing in the world that didn't make me slothful.
"I was envious--of myself, I confess.
"And I confess that later on I committed the sin of pride, believing she was me.
"And crazed with anger, I tried the break that mirror when I didn't see myself."
09 February 2008
03 January 2008
Good-bye, 2007
Hello 2008.
Although 2007 certainly contained more victories than defeats, I'm glad to see it go and concede to the next anticipated year. 2008 should be grand, for myself and hopefully all of the people that I know.
This moment, and the moments to come for my remaining days in California are nothing but an impasse. I'm standing still in the place that has always driven me crazy, unable to put any shield up to all of the minute details that stack thickly, layer over layer, building into a monstrous mound of guilt and irritation.
But there's something else happening in my mind, with flurries of mouths and eyes and pinky fingers and wisps of hair brushed aside. I've come to a point where that loaded word of 'blessed' is actually applicable, and that is in the case of my friends. My timing is bad, obviously, because having these thoughts may have been best around the end of November.
Yet, here they are. My appreciation for these people in my life seems to transcend words, and for that reason, every ounce of me is exhausted at the thought of them. People. Good people. Friends. Loves. Their names, their faces, their kisses, their hugs.
Them. Those writers, those denim afficionados, those jet setters, those DJs. Those store clerks and those Future Whatever Big Things of America. Those artists, those photogs, those ninjas, those question marks.
Those who I hope to change, those who I hope to never change at all.
Those who do nothing and those who do everything.
Those who, in less than a weekend, in less than a conversation, in less than a phrase, change me.
So with this army of memories I have, I'm riding to my city with the greatest confidence.
I am, without a doubt, one of the luckiest people in the world.
Although 2007 certainly contained more victories than defeats, I'm glad to see it go and concede to the next anticipated year. 2008 should be grand, for myself and hopefully all of the people that I know.
This moment, and the moments to come for my remaining days in California are nothing but an impasse. I'm standing still in the place that has always driven me crazy, unable to put any shield up to all of the minute details that stack thickly, layer over layer, building into a monstrous mound of guilt and irritation.
But there's something else happening in my mind, with flurries of mouths and eyes and pinky fingers and wisps of hair brushed aside. I've come to a point where that loaded word of 'blessed' is actually applicable, and that is in the case of my friends. My timing is bad, obviously, because having these thoughts may have been best around the end of November.
Yet, here they are. My appreciation for these people in my life seems to transcend words, and for that reason, every ounce of me is exhausted at the thought of them. People. Good people. Friends. Loves. Their names, their faces, their kisses, their hugs.
Them. Those writers, those denim afficionados, those jet setters, those DJs. Those store clerks and those Future Whatever Big Things of America. Those artists, those photogs, those ninjas, those question marks.
Those who I hope to change, those who I hope to never change at all.
Those who do nothing and those who do everything.
Those who, in less than a weekend, in less than a conversation, in less than a phrase, change me.
So with this army of memories I have, I'm riding to my city with the greatest confidence.
I am, without a doubt, one of the luckiest people in the world.
07 November 2007
Thursday, Friday
Thursday: Club Pop! at Chop Suey with NYC's very own Drop the Lime!!!!
Friday: Broken Disco at its finest, with DJ SAME DNA.
Yes yes, y'all.
Friday: Broken Disco at its finest, with DJ SAME DNA.
Yes yes, y'all.
29 October 2007
Don't Be A []
Y'all best be at the Mix next Monday.
The party will begin promptly at 11:30.
Monsieur Chris will be your Most Hospitable Master of Ceremonies, sans mic.
Team Gasworx and I (Rose) will be inviting you to groove with us.
Ice cream will not be served, however other "refreshments" will be available.
No cost to get in. Please bring your friends, and not your enemies.
Pop it.
In other news:
2. I'd like to make an advance Happy Birthday announcement to my dearest fellows, Ian Lönnberg and Spencer Bray. If you're cool enough, you will be invited to their birthday party on Friday. In that case, you will also be cool enough to hear me throw down.
:-P
3. Stay tuned for more news about Café Solstice. Big things look like they're about to happen.
And
4. I'm still gonna photoblast yo ass. Soon.
The party will begin promptly at 11:30.
Monsieur Chris will be your Most Hospitable Master of Ceremonies, sans mic.
Team Gasworx and I (Rose) will be inviting you to groove with us.
Ice cream will not be served, however other "refreshments" will be available.
No cost to get in. Please bring your friends, and not your enemies.
Pop it.
In other news:
2. I'd like to make an advance Happy Birthday announcement to my dearest fellows, Ian Lönnberg and Spencer Bray. If you're cool enough, you will be invited to their birthday party on Friday. In that case, you will also be cool enough to hear me throw down.
:-P
3. Stay tuned for more news about Café Solstice. Big things look like they're about to happen.
And
4. I'm still gonna photoblast yo ass. Soon.
23 October 2007
14 October 2007
Next Weekend
Friday: Broken Disco
Saturday: UW Soccer Bam Bam Bam
In the meantime, Jahcoozi is my new favorite band, Kitsch is Banger God, iheartchopsuey, and I'm about to photoblast your ass.
Oh yes. And Shake Dem Keys.
Saturday: UW Soccer Bam Bam Bam
In the meantime, Jahcoozi is my new favorite band, Kitsch is Banger God, iheartchopsuey, and I'm about to photoblast your ass.
Oh yes. And Shake Dem Keys.
11 October 2007
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