Conversation at the movie theatre before I was sold my tickets.
Saturday, January 19th, 2008“Two tickets for Sweeney Todd, please.”
“Are you aware that it’s a musical?”
“…”
“The movie. Do you know it’s a musical? With songs.”
“Two tickets for Sweeney Todd, please.”
“Are you aware that it’s a musical?”
“…”
“The movie. Do you know it’s a musical? With songs.”
On the news that Apple has now sold 100 million ipods, the CBC has reported “[t]he iPod sales have been credited with boosting Apple’s profits and stock price.”
You think?
me: uh, perhaps that would be inadvisable?
sister: wtf
sister: SPEAK FKING ENGLISH
me: that was english
sister: jeesh
sister: speak my level of english
sister: u weirdo
sister: ‘
sister: friken linguistisions
I don’t usually read the Onion, but Clancy passed this gem on:
Noted therapist Eli Wasserbaum agreed. “Because they are so inherently inferior to regular people, many losers feel—quite correctly—that their lives are not worth living,” Wasserbaum said. “Nobody cares about them, they are alone, they can’t hold down a job, they have no money. Even their own families hate them. Life has passed them by. What’s the point in their even going on?”
According to the Stanford study, losers are five times more likely to suffer from negative sexual self-images than non-losers, usually because they are fat and ugly, and nobody in their right mind would ever want to date them. Further, negative feelings such as despair, self-loathing and hopelessness are three times as common among go-nowhere lowlife losers than among normal people who are not worthless as human beings.
The study also indicates that, because nobody would miss them if they died, losers are nine times as likely to attempt suicide as worthwhile people. “From the true loser’s point of view, the compulsion to inflict self-harm seems to be ‘the only way out.’ This is true,” Wyler-Hustad said. “Lord knows why they don’t just do us all a favor and blow their heads off once and for all. I know I would if I were a loser like that.”
But is there any hope for these losers? Can they get better? According to Stanford researchers, the answer is a resounding no.
It made me laugh, not wince in recognition! There seems to be hope.
Talking about someone named V, who a friend knows and who may be but probably is not the V that I knew (and disliked) years ago.
me: The thing I remember about V is the time he came to class wearing tight white shorts with nothing under them. It was quite something. He wore a tight white shirt, too, but that was less memorable.
friend: Was he big?
me: I don’t really remember.
friend: Come on. You have to remember that.
me: Friend, I was 17! I had no basis for comparison.
friend: well, was he tall and skinny like A, or more S’s size.
me: Oh. You mean that kind of big.
My first cousin once removed, to his 90 year old mother, one of the most elegant women on this planet: “But you’re quite the player, aren’t you, mom?”
Me: “Yes, Aunt H, you’re quite the player.”
Don’t blame Marilyn Manson: Blame the Quebec education department.
The events at Dawson College are getting people to reflect on what was wrong with the shooter. Looking at his picture will generally confirm in the minds of some the old canard about negative influences like heavy metal music and what we should do about them.
In high school, we read Aldous Huxley, Albert Camus and J.D. Salinger, all of whom tried to convince us that life had no ultimate meaning.
CEGEP was more of the same nihilism. And we are surprised when this leads some to the despicable choice of violence to dull the pain.
Oh brave new world, fuck off and die.
“I wouldn’t want to drive on those streets. You know. The streets that go up and down.”
” . . . ”
“Hills! Hills that go up and down.”
Housework can’t kill you, but why take a chance?
Phyllis Diller
One cannot review a bad book without showing off.
W. H. Auden (1907 - 1973)
Art is one thing that can go on mattering once it has stopped hurting.
Elizabeth Bowen (1899 - 1973)
Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.
William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
We do not have to visit a madhouse to find disordered minds; our planet is the mental institution of the universe.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
via pretty much everyone now.
Is this beer? It’s so much better than wine!
My family is working on the assumption that making alcohol not a big deal, it will make my sister (now 13) uninterested in overindulging. I guess we’ll see if it works in a few years.