the worlds most interesting man
riptides run parallel to the shore to escape him.
(because every interesting man should make up one of his own, right?)
dunning
a strip club in vegas during march madness is like the piss line at a sold-out concert: a whole lot of waiting. go any other time and the silicone badly tattooed barrage is relentless (no thank you no thank you no thank you); thats how i feel today in the run-up to the fec deadline—enough with the fucking emails, team obama!
the new mannerists
remembered this. from 2007:
To say that the New Mannerists are good is not to say that they are the only game in town or that goodness must now be measured with a Mannerist criterion. But when New Mannerism is good it is exceptionally so and it is producing movies that capture something important about the mood of our time. It captures a gesture, a moment, the passing of a moment that gets at something about who we are right now. It isn’t a comprehensive picture, admittedly. The films of the New Mannerists succeed often in the degree to which they give us smallness, writ large.
There is a scene in Marie Antoinette, where she is riding in a carriage toward Versailles for the first time. Bored, she breathes onto the window, which leaves a steam mark that she proceeds to draw on, doodling absently as the motors of History churn away elsewhere. It is a moment just right, small and brilliant and beautiful.
sophia coppola, wes anderson, etc: still whimsical, affecting, important. lena dunhams girls aint, but it can be. thats what frustrates.
girls (season 1)
im a fan. the show makes me laugh (are you one of those real housewives?) although its lack of depth remains. cant help but think someone like a wes or pt anderson would deliver on this hype with happier, uglier & quirkier imperfections all their own, but theyre dudes writing mostly about dudes and thats the reason for this particular zeitgeist. besides, i dont know how much control she cedes to get this thing done. (im still waiting for the original ending of sydney hard eight.) or maybe im just a fucking snob.
insouciance
for instance: im usually at the gate just before boarding. not something i stress about. but lately i worry ive begun to make the kids anxious; waking them up in the morning now takes cold water and a fucking marching band so i let them sleep and watch the end of the show and go back into the apartment to grab something else for class and on and on until i say for the nth time Hurry, were gonna be late! i need to quit that shit before they become the type to arrive at airports 6 hours early.
suddenly homophonic
can righting the wrong word be contagious and/or is writing the correct homophone righting a wrong word?
rule of thumb
But this campaign, relatively speaking, will not be fierce or hotly contested. Instead it’ll be disappointing, embarrassing, and over very quickly, like a hand job in a Bangkok bathhouse. And everybody knows it. It’s just impossible to take Mitt Romney seriously as a presidential candidate. Even the news reporters who are paid to drum up dramatic undertones are having a hard time selling Romney as half of a titanic title bout.
to be a respected iconclast ya gotta be right about the big things.
food as rock
i have a nearly debilitating online menu addiction and ive always dug chef culture but the idea that food is the new rock is silly. for $9.99 you can listen to a carly rae jespen record forever or you can quickly digest three korean tacos.
a german word
there is rapture in the resetting of an alarm in the morning stillness of an apartment. there must be a german word for THE PITTER PATTER OF TINY FEET AND THE CLUMSY CLANGING CLATTER OF A BUNKBED LADDER that immediately follows.
break a leg
michael mckean was hit by a cab that jumped a sidewalk. broke his leg. first of all, this shit happens all the fucking time. i say this to everyone. fuck sharks, watch out for cabs! second, i have always felt ridiculous saying break a leg. ive enjoyed enough baseball to be respectful of superstitions (and my own karmic quirks) but i will no longer say break a leg.
girls (cont)
the fish out of water vibe doesnt feel forced when the fish is outside of water. i also suspect lena dunhams insistent physical self-deprecations are starting to work their charm. thinking here of the ghastly dress tried on pre-date and the bubblegum drawers peeled off during.
shit i like
from zone one:
They read and played games. The place was lousy with board games, of course, the childhood stalwarts and the modern abstrusities with mind-bending premises and loopy procedures.
