Update to the last post
I told this to my mom and she filled in a huge gap: All of us kindergarteners were wearing “Indian vests” made out of paper bags that we had drawn on with markers. And we had paper bag headbands with colored feathers sticking out. Jimmy kindly said that our costumes were offensive. I guess he was trying to educate us politically and let us know that American Indians were people,...
In Washington, near where my uncle Jimmy grew up. Jimmy is/was Muckleshoot (I am not sure what tense you use to describe the race of a dead man. It’s not like he became Chinese after he was buried, but he’s no longer with us and it feels like everything needs to be in past tense. Anyway.) and was kind enough to come into my kindergarten class to answer questions about what it was like to be...
Flying to Warshington tomorrow. I imagine the same feeling will hit me all weekend: it will be like waking up from a nightmare about going to class one day and realizing I’ve never gone to any previous classes and the final is THAT DAY and I’m screwed. But the feeling isn’t the dream. The feeling is waking up. “Oh right, I’m not in college anymore and I haven’t been for a while, so haha what a...
Bossk. Everybody knows who Bossk is. You can’t even say it’s just because he looks cool, because everybody also knows who Lobot is, and Lobot looks so goofy. Knowing that you and I somehow know about Bossk and Lobot makes me happy.
To complement my recent post about how digging...
autumnsnuggles replied to your quote: What if this popular movie had an alternate poster… And is based around a scene that only makes sense to people who have already seen the movie, which isn’t the point of a movie poster. Yeah, a year and a half ago you saw a million posters for Drive that were just of a hammer. Great! Sold! Big fan of hammers and driving over here.
What if this popular movie had an alternate poster that was… totally...– the Internet’s creative types, every hour of every day.
All right, so I checked Frank Miller’s Holy Terror! out from my local library and, in a revelation that I saw coming when I first read about the project a decade or so ago, shit sucked! Not just as poorly written and drawn as you expect from modern Miller, but also as racist and far right conservative as Miller has been since 9/11. So no surprises there, but I had to read it for myself....
Going through a drawer I found the submissions/applications log I’ve kept off...– Cheryl Strayed, in a Facebook post (via)
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Tell it, Dan.
I was in high school the first time I saw Eraserhead. It left a big impression on me. I bought an Eraserhead shirt so that people would know I liked deep things. That first time I watched it, I thought I had it all figured out. Two possibilities: 1) I fully understood every image and choice in the movie after my initial viewing. I was smarter in high school than I am today, and I easily...
Just so we’re clear, my WVAU post wasn’t supposed to be a way to complain about my internship. I love it. And I’m approaching the six month point, which means I should become a Real Employee soon, which is nice. Not complaining!