Now, I think astrology, zodiac signs, and ANY kind of paranormal occurrences
or superstitions are really just utter jokes -- yet I'm 100% Gemini,
through and through!
No joke. I mean, it's seriously almost ridiculous just how apt my
sign is for me -- but I KNOW it's complete bull shit! How does that even work?!
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Immortal worms defy aging
Immortal worms defy aging
My brother was telling me about this tonight, and I didn't think it was even real...
My brother was telling me about this tonight, and I didn't think it was even real...
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
The nuances of shame?
I haven't updated this blog in too long. I just haven't wanted to write about any of the important things that have taken place lately, but perhaps I should.
See, I had my very first, what wound up being a "one night" stand with a date I had earlier this month, and even though I know it's a foolish double standard to hold myself to, I cannot help being quite ashamed. Even though I'm no longer religious, I can't help but feel... as if I need to hold myself to that same standard I had for myself when I was.
Moreover, I started to write a post about the nuances of shame, and found myself getting nowhere. The absurdity of the shame I feel has been written about several times before -- no, I don't need to write a lengthy post about how crazy it is for me to feel so ashamed for something that, well, at the time, was a lot of fun.
Do I regret engaging in the experience?
In one word, yes. Moreover, I think my feeling of regret is warranted in this case. But it's important to distinguish between feeling shame -- which is entirely uncalled for -- and feeling regret, a feeling foreign to me...
See, I had my very first, what wound up being a "one night" stand with a date I had earlier this month, and even though I know it's a foolish double standard to hold myself to, I cannot help being quite ashamed. Even though I'm no longer religious, I can't help but feel... as if I need to hold myself to that same standard I had for myself when I was.
Moreover, I started to write a post about the nuances of shame, and found myself getting nowhere. The absurdity of the shame I feel has been written about several times before -- no, I don't need to write a lengthy post about how crazy it is for me to feel so ashamed for something that, well, at the time, was a lot of fun.
Do I regret engaging in the experience?
In one word, yes. Moreover, I think my feeling of regret is warranted in this case. But it's important to distinguish between feeling shame -- which is entirely uncalled for -- and feeling regret, a feeling foreign to me...
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Opeth cancels Minneapolis show at the last minute
Opeth's FB page
Hi guys! I'm writing from beyond the grave. Seriously, I was not in a car crash and I haven't broken my arm. All that happened is I hit my head in mastodons tour bus as I was getting a new pair of (red) underwear out from my suitcase. Wish the story was more rock and roll, believe me. Anyways I split my head open down to the skullbone and had to be taken to the emergency. They gave me a bunch of shots in the wound, cleaned me up and stapled my head shut with 8 metal staples. Head is sore and if I smile it feels like the wound is gonna burst open again, but I'll be on stage by tomorrow again. I feel extremely disappointed that we couldn't play at the myth in Minneapolis, but paramedics told me I couldn't. We will reschedule the show for our next trip to the USA. So all rumors of me being in a car crash are false. I did crash my head into a car though, well...a bus really. Sorry for disappointing our fans in Minneapolis but I hope you understand. See you next time. Best. Mikael
So, instead, Gabrielle, Jesse, and I all went to some hole-in-the-wall shit hole called Dean's in St Paul and got completely smashed. Wasn't as cool as seeing Opeth would have been, but oh well. Shit happens.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Portishead -- The Rip
I awoke this morning with this beautiful song coursing through my head.
What a haunting melody to have stuck in your head this early...
Portisheead -- The Rip
What a haunting melody to have stuck in your head this early...
Portisheead -- The Rip
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Beautiful Things
Awakening from a fifteen day comatose state, and, for me, at least, an additional two weeks of post-traumatic amnesia is truly a remarkable, once in a lifetime kind of experience, and I new soon after my release from the hospital in 2004 that I wanted to record those moments so as to never forget them.
The profound sense of disorientation was unreal, and I don't think I was quite able to capture that in this short memoir. Some day I'll go back through it and make small revisions.
However, seeing as this was written exactly nine months after sustaining a severe traumatic brain injury for an introductory English course at the University of Minnesota, I think I did a pretty good job of capturing as many of the small details as possible. I in fact hurried to transcribe my experience for that very reason -- details, feelings, and thoughts always dissipate with time, and I wanted to remember it all.
Warning: the following memoir is highly esoteric, and takes place in December 2003.
The profound sense of disorientation was unreal, and I don't think I was quite able to capture that in this short memoir. Some day I'll go back through it and make small revisions.
However, seeing as this was written exactly nine months after sustaining a severe traumatic brain injury for an introductory English course at the University of Minnesota, I think I did a pretty good job of capturing as many of the small details as possible. I in fact hurried to transcribe my experience for that very reason -- details, feelings, and thoughts always dissipate with time, and I wanted to remember it all.
Warning: the following memoir is highly esoteric, and takes place in December 2003.
technology news: Fake Visitors Traffic from Referring Sites www4.
Finally figured out what all the supposed traffic from those funny IP addresses are actually from...
Pendulum -- I'm Not Alone (live at Glastonbury)
Pendulum -- I'm Not Alone
As I often do, I was listening to my iPod touch tonight on shuffle when this song popped up. What a pleasant surprise!
As I often do, I was listening to my iPod touch tonight on shuffle when this song popped up. What a pleasant surprise!