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March 27, 2003
no cigar..
so we (duke) lost tonite. my quick thoughts are: the game was closer than i thought, coach k had a good plan goin into the game but made poor adjustments after roy made his, and the best thing to come out of the loss is reddick workin (and thinkin) hard in the offseason..
oh well, at least my bracket is intact..
- just to clear up any possible confusion, my dog and my grandma did NOT die this past wk or the wk before or recently. they both died when i was in the sixth grade--both on separate wednesdays..
- interestin quiz. wut are you?
- so i got the new zelda the other day. but im gonna wait to spill any real thoughts on it til i get a good chance to immerse myself in the game. but so far, so gooooood (okay, harry?)..
- on that note, i was thinkin--after readin the last pages of a book, you close the back cover as you think over the opinion of the world you were just immersed in. or when walkin out of a darkened theatre into the frickin bright and piercin light of the real world, you usually have a generally feelin of whether you enjoyed the movie or not. maybe not always, but usually--fair enough?
why is it then when listenin to a song for the first time--from an artist youve known well for years or from wuts just playin on the radio at that moment--you cant really 'judge' it when its over? i think its difficult to have formed an sincere likin or dislikin to a song even if you paid attention to every word, note, every nuance..
isnt music funny like that? isnt music great because of that??
Posted by chars at 11:59 PM | Comments (1)
March 26, 2003
call me weird..
a few yrs ago, i was unlockin the door to a building--usin my friends key to open it. after stickin the key into the lock and turnin it left, then right i couldnt get it unlocked. my friend came over and said to turn it right, which i did..
"no, turn it RIGHT!", he yelled..
"I AM!!", i yelled back..
"no, youre not--youre turnin it left!!"
and this went on for a whole minute before i realized that his "right" meant my "left". wut da hell am i talkin about, right? how can there be any confusion in which way to turn a key?
well, heres wut it came down to--the way i saw turnin a key was (obviously) different from the way he viewed it. i view the bottom of my hand or fist as the focal pt and so follow the direction it turns. he--like most people in the world, im findin out--take the top of the hand or fist as the base and follow the direction it goes. understand? if not, try it--which way is "right" for you?
since that incident, this problem has been a mild source of inane frustration esp w/ esther..
"no, youre turnin it the wrong way!!"
"but thats the way you told me to turn it!!"
i guess wut im tryin to get at it is--isnt it weird how we process information so differently? that how we think of or view things in the world can be so distinct and dissimilar?
i thought it was weird, but am i weird?
- do you have a list of things to do before you die? ive never really thought about one until the other day. hmm, wut would i wanna do? maybe some of the cliche things like skydive or bungee jump. id like to run a marathon. drive along the italian and french riviera--and the pacific coastal hwy. visit alaska (a layover in anchorage on the way to korea doesnt count). etc, etc, etc..
but wut i really wanna do that is so completely out there? hmm..
- i finally saw 8 mile and the ring the other day. i liked 8 mile--almost made me wanna shut the doors, turn on the radio, and freestyle myself in the mirror. haha, yeah right..
i wasnt so impressed w/ the ring, however. not quite as scary nor as good as i was expectin--just a little recycled, pretty, and drawn out at the end. maybe ill rent the original japanese film its based on..
- i dunno if i have a favorite day of the wk. but growin up, i definitely had a most-hated day of the week: i loathed wednesdays. my dog died died on a wed, my grandmother (dads side) died on a wed, i had my violin lessons on a wed. i used to think all the bad things that happened to me could happen on a wed. gawd, i hated wednesdays..
now, its like wutever. at best, wed is mid-week--woo hoo, halfway to the weekend. at worst, its halfway to the weekend w/ the next wk just around the corner. woo hoo..
anyways..
Posted by chars at 05:59 PM | Comments (3)
March 22, 2003
free your mind..
the wachowski bros are doin a good job w/ controllin their matrix franchise (unlike a certain george lucas). check out the preview for the animatrix, a series of short animated films rooted in the world of the matrix..
Posted by chars at 08:24 PM | Comments (2)
March 20, 2003
happy hoops day..
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| o naismith yao-weh, how we honor thou this holy day.. |
- philly at detroit: top two teams in the east!! both play great defense!! and no team hotter than the sixers since the break..
- san antonio at dallas: top two teams in the midwest!! series tied at 1-1 w/ the home team prevailin..
- lakers at sacramento: the only thing better than another fight between doug christie and rick fox would be seein mrs "my-husband-likes-his-leash" christie take on vanessa "am-i-married-to-ving-rhames?" williams..
- ncaa tournament: begins today. 63 games, 63 losers, 1 champion..
man, im gonna need four TVs tonite..
Posted by chars at 02:10 PM | Comments (1)
March 19, 2003
a little about me..
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| not even esther gets in the way of my glamour |
- sports illustrated: has the best writers in sports..
- espn: all glitz, lacks substance--exists to fuel hype..
- the sporting news: only for the sports fanatic..
- rolling stone: since i cant listen to all the music in our culture, i read about it..
- blender: from the makers of maxim. nuff said..
- electronic gaming monthly: more like a catalog of videogame ads..
- computer gaming world: thoughtful-enough reviews of PC games..
- wired: because im a dork..
- esquire: has style, some class, yet is still trash..
- mens journal: im determined it feeds the insecurity in all us "men"..
- smart money: yeah, wut do i know about investin..
- worth: as alpo said, "isnt that magazine for someone whos actually rich?"..
my more interestin reads (aka, magazines my wife subscribes to):
- real simple: appeals to the interior-designer/house-husband in me. did i mention i also subscribe to a dont ask-dont tell policy?
- glamour: without a doubt, my favorite magazine every month. i eagerly await each issue..
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so we are wut we read. the question is--who am i?
Posted by chars at 11:59 PM | Comments (0)
March 18, 2003
the going-ons..
so i FINALLY played some ball yester--it was literally the fifth time i played since movin up to baltimore. i say that not to lead into mentionin how poorly i played--it is an absolute that i suck--but just to state how infrequent the opportunities have been for me here. i guess if i had really wanted to, i couldve just gone down the street to the park--course, i probly would be dead by now..
anyways..
- i hafta say for the first time i am genuinely excited about the ncaa tournament. not because duke is in it and not because of the office pool, but really for the purity of the ncaa game..
last yr in durham, i used to listen to phil jacksons weekly radio show. and when he was asked for his thoughts on the tournament he said he tries to watch wutever game he can catch cuz its interestin to see so many teams play basketball w/ different styles and philosophies. and for some reason this yr, that is would i wanna see..
i actually wanna watch the podunk team is playin the middle-of-nowhere team for the right to play the #1 seed just because i wanna see how they play basketball. so many teams, so many players, so many coaches, so many sets. its gonna be fun..
- by the way, i have no clue who will end up in new orleans. kentucky looks good, but thats about it..
- so we re goin to war--how surprisin. like the decision was really made just 24 hrs ago. why do i sense the administration never really considered not invadin iraq as a possibility?
actually, i really had no thoughtful stance on the situation until two days when i read up on all the news and analysis in sundays washington post. and now, i cant believe the white house sincerely believes good is gonna come out of declarin a pre-emptive war against the decision of a good number of european countries. i can understand the notion of america chargin in as big bully cop while throwin diplomacy out the window..
but wut do i really know..
- a co-worker asked me today wut my thoughts would be on if the govt called for a draft. ill tell you, before sunday (when i read up on all that was messed) i thought id definitely go off to fight w/ little hesitation. cuz if im gonna die anyways, dyin in a way isnt a bad way to go..
but now the question is, would i still go despite my stance? and i really dont know. i mean, how can you fight--or do anything--for somethin you dont really believe in? man, i wonder wut it wouldve been like to be alive for the vietnam war..
i dunno, its tough..
- why am i writin about such serious matters? when did i become so opinionated? man, i should stop readin altogether..
- i have a question for you: can you believe in somethin you know is true or real? for instance, if you absolutely KNEW god existed could you 'have faith' in god?
doesnt havin faith in somethin require acknowledgin the very real possibility that that somethin doesnt exist? otherwise, 'havin faith' would have no meanin..
right?
- check out this assertion: "This Statement is False"..
this is called a self-referencin loop meanin it creates a state which is neither true or false--or one that is both true and false. cuz if the statement were true, then it would really be false. and if it were false, then it in fact would be true..
things like this make me realize how great life is. the uncertainty of it all..
Posted by chars at 06:07 PM | Comments (2)
March 12, 2003
my so-called life..
6:15am - wake up, then proceed to check fantasy results from nite before (actually, thats my impetus to wake up)..
6:30am - take a shower, brush teeth, decide which clothes are least dirty to wear for the day..
6:45am - feed dogs, pee dogs, poo dogs, prepare daily toys for dogs--am i my doggies keeper?
7am - leave for work--speedin thru the ghetto while tryin to avoid potholes and carjackers..
7:45am - get to work--woo hoo..
8am - enjoy my mornin hotpocket (today, it was a garlic bagel w/ sausage gravy--yum)..
1:30pm - inhale msg (aka, i had chinese for lunch)..
5:30pm - go home--woo hoo..
6:15pm - arrive home, then proceed to assess daily damage done by the dogs, followed by scoldin the dogs, cleanin the mounds of dog poo, moppin up the dog pee to reveal an actual floor, servin the dogs their gourmet dinner--exactly who owns who here?
7pm - enjoy dinner while watchin law & order (this may be my heaven)..
8pm - watch tv, surf net, contemplate life, play guitar, avoid bein productive..
12am - waste the nite by sleepin..
yes, borin and monotonous--nearly the definition of 'routine'. but i wonder--how different is everyone elses life?
Posted by chars at 06:20 PM | Comments (5)
March 11, 2003
sick and tired..
do you ever get tired of talkin? esp when the communication is all one-sided??
haha, =P..
Posted by chars at 06:21 PM | Comments (3)
March 05, 2003
quest-ion..
if given the choice, which would you rather find: meaning in your life or happiness for the rest of it?
in this case, the two are mutually exclusive--you can have and know the meanin of your life, yet not be happy w/ it or in it. or you can be filled joy and satisfaction every day of your life, yet not have a single, worthwhile purpose or pursuit..
im not really sure why, but i thought of this while eatin dinner tonite. and dont ask me wut i think..
- my new favorite show is boomtown. how do i know? when i it instead of law & order..
i think the gimmick of the show was the initial draw: the non-linear storytellin. yet, wut makes the show for me are the characters. the fact that the audience is shown each characters point-of-view of wut is happenin not only shows us wut they see, but also wut they experience. i hafta say the characters almost feel real..
- i also like how the show is based in la. as once was said of the new york for law & order, the city is the eight principal actor in the show..
- so the topic of laundry came up on a friends blog site the other day. and i just hafta, i hate doin laundry--absolutely despise it. the collectin of clothes, the sortin into lights & darks, the waitin, and esp the damn foldin..
if i wasnt married to esther, im convinced i would do laundry six times a yr. if i had 364 pairs of socks, i probly would do laundry.....once..
yes, socks is the limitin reagent--wut does that say about me?
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damn!! my dog (cocoa) keeps frickin f-a-r-t-i-n-g when hes asleep!! man, wut is his problem?? i feel like i should plug up his butt or somethin..
daggonnit, its frickin steeeeeenkie..
Posted by chars at 10:12 PM | Comments (1)