Saturday, March 31, 2007

Lesson in Metaphysics of the day


"'What is metaphysics?'" The question awakens expectations of a discussion about metaphysics. This we will forgo. Instead we will take up a particular metaphysical question. In this way it seems we will let ourselves be transposed directly into metaphysics. Only in this way will we provide metaphysics the proper occasion to introduce itself.

Our plan begins with the unfloding of a metaphysical inquiry, then tries to elaborate the question, and concludes by answering it."

- Heidegger, "What is Metaphysics?"

Friday, March 30, 2007

Map of the internet!



So, this tells me what? Anybody? It looks like the brain in metroid. Is that on purpose?

Lesson in Metaphysics of the day


Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And What shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Thursday, March 29, 2007

Lesson in Metaphysics of the day

"C'est bien la parole qui rend l'homme capable d'ĂȘtre vivant, qu'il est en tant qu'homme. L'homme est homme en tant qu'il est celui qui parle." - Heidegger

Am I technilogically challenged?

I don't know why it won't sign me in, but I can do these other things. F technology man. But mainly F my memory that forgot my password.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

just click it,.



oh those crazy Germans.

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

The nerdiest thing I have ever done in my nerdy, nerdy life.

A running log of the Battle Star Galactica Season Three finally.

Whoa, when did Anders and Tory hook up?

Chief Tyrol, Anders (from last week’s ep), Tory and Tigh… four people hearing music. Four potential Cylons? Add Starbuck to the mix… ladies and gentlemen, do we have the final five?

If JR comes out of the shower I’m going to be really pissed. Could these people trapped somewhere?

I frequently feel like I’m the only person on the planet who dislikes visions and precognizant dream sequences. Though admittedly BSG does do them better than anyone.

And now we have another weirdly link trio.

Adama to Saul, “I believe you.” Translation, ‘I don’t believe you, you drunken Cyclops.”

Yeah why did Gaeta try to stab Gaius in the neck… what did Gaius say again, do your friends know what you are? What!? Clearly Gaius has dirt on Gaeta.

Commercial for Saw reminds me of the girls who pranked the elderly woman who was at a funeral telling her they had someone in a gas chamber and would kill them if she didn’t do what they said with in 30 seconds… she prompt had a stroke.

What kind of weird trial structure would allow this? I mean I know it’s a sci-fi show in space with robots and precognizant multiperson visions and audio hallucinations, but seriously? This is a kangaroo court. Though I guess there was precedent set in the special prosecutor episode in season one, which Adama dismissed while on the stand. Appeal to the president? What since when is she involved she was a witness! Dah, ah this is crazy than that farce of a trial in Veronica Mars season two.

What would you have done? One of the judges jumped the fracking battle star away. Where’s his culpability? And now Lee is hanging a lantern on all of the shows oddest plot undoings.

Ah, but at least he is honest about the jumping away.

Who, um I don’t recall the objection from Mock Trial but someone should be objecting to a witness ranting for several minutes on end. Yup, that’s objectionable. Someone, probably the prosecutor should have really been on top of that. Oh and now he’s talking again without being asked.

Exception? What you should have done was raise objection and interrupt his very persuasive rant.

Hero commercial, of course no one can do that, Guess what we also can’t evolve to do that. By what mechanism is he flying? If he can levitate himself, why not a rock? What forces are acting on his body? My problem here is that we’re in a culture war where one side’s understanding of evolution is X-men and Heroes and guess what, that’s not even vaguely close to accurate. This is the logic that leads them to ask how come monkeys don’t occasionally have human babies. Mainly cause they’re monkeys. They have slightly different monkeys. After millions of years and tens of thousands of generations they could have much different looking monkeys. But those monkeys will additionally not fly.

And now we get the verdict.

We find in favor of… BIG AMERICAN PARTY!! Everybody disco dancing. I am having a very good time.

Not Guilty. Good. He’s the best character on the God damn show. Oh and the smartest man a live who has fixed every science problem they’ve come across. Of course what is he going to do now? Live in a cage?

Don’t push it? He’s freaking Baltar!

Also what happened to Badgers spiffy sunglasses?

Oh there they are! I feel so bad for him as he, wait I almost missed the putting down of the cane to make my smarty boy remarks.

Ooooh, snap, looks like the two most powerful people alive won’t be sleeping together and flirting again anytime soon.

Um, why is he even trying to walk down that hallway? Shouldn’t he have a bag over his head and just be sprinting to the crazy lady who wanted him to bless her kids photo.

Oh, good and a vision. Hey in other news I always felt that that was something we didn’t get enough… oh no vision power outage… follow up on from season 1. I guess they were too busy curing cancel and going back on their always spotty no-way-to-tell-cylon-skinjobs-and-humans apart… except that one can stick a wire in their arm and run a computer and their blood cells have an a) different and b) cancer fighting shape to them. Now, I’m no doctor but that suggests you would be able to tell them apart…. Ok now I really what to pay attention and nothing.

Hey if Tyrol’s a Cylon his kid’s blood can cure cancel. Hey if Anders is a cylon pyramid ball is still stupid. Quidditch stupid. (Did I mention I’m a nerd?)

Wow, attractive Indian lady does not look good in this light. In other news, I know its stupid of me to assume she’s Indian, but South Asian’s a little too awkward.

Man, the problem with being right is that no one’s gonna believe me. Of course this is weird cause that means Tigh would have been… this is weird and confusing… has the whole show been their programming back story? No? Then man did they fuck up programming Tigh. Remember that weird episode were he apparently was thinking about lighting himself on fire? Cause that’s a good, intelligent, efficient and pain free way to kill yourself, right?

Once again, attractive Indian lady looks awful under that light…

Also, I swear to Christ my shower radio just turned on. Thought this thing went waaaay deeper for a moment.

But as I was going to say, Hera serves in the fleet. Apparently Cylons can learn and love and what not. Is this really so different then when I found out about my rich, proud Portuguese ancestry?

This also explains the otherwise completely inexplicable presence of Tory with Anders. Of course there is always the possibility that I just missed it ad they been making out for a while. I doubt it though. I’m pretty great.

By Bogie you mean Starbuck, right? I’ve been saying this for weeks now, no way starbuck’s d…. and hey it’s Starbuck! I for one am surprised. I genuinely thought they had killed off one of the most central characters while simultaneously covering up a change in the contract status of the actress who played her. That seemed plausible. I mean, they killed Billy right?

Oh, yeah and can any of you honestly remember the last time they fired guns in space? Hey, it’s Florida! Gaius Baltar you’ve just won the trial of the century what are you going to do? Apparently go to Disney World.

In other news, we have an Abrahamic tradition, an Indo-European (Roman) Tradition and now apparently the Ralien Traditions are going to be in the mix.

2008? Sigh. When next we see BSG there will also be new episodes of Futurama.

Also Katee Sackhoff reminds me of a girl I new in high school. Yeah I saw a girl who reminds me Katee Sackhoff naked in high school. It was cool. So was I.

Monday, March 26, 2007

Done Got Stoled

Hey ya!

So on S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y Night! Let's Go!, I was enjoying a nice relaxing night out at a Decemberists concert. When I came back my roommate and I noticed the chain to my door was attached, which was odd, because it meant someone had put the chain on but we were both out. So after we got the chain off and opened the door we turned on the lights to notice that someone had done gone broken in. WTF Mate! The perps (I've been watching a lot of HBO's hit show The Wire and they use that word) had crow bared our side window open and ripped the hinges off the window. They then climbed in and gently moved a few things around. Stole the following items that are near and dear to my heart... My Ipod, Digital Camera (sorry Scott that had all the pics from your engagement party on them) Computer (that had over 40gigs of muzak), Xbox 3hundred and Sixty with the game MLB 2K7 (I had a sick team). My roommates Ipod and his backpack (we are guessing they needed to carry all the stuff so they took that).

So that's neat.

Also, I saw the Oscar nominated "Blood Diamond" and now want some.

Who else thinks...

Dan should spend a little less time losing his phone and a little more time blogging to the max?

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Old comics.


http://www.yesbutnobutyes.com/archives/2007/03/top_15_unintent.html There are a few good ones, but this one might be the best.

Challenge...

What's your favorite depiction of Massachusetts/New England in film or Television? What gets the closest to capturing it?

October Road sucks.

The show looked interesting to me. Small town guy from Mass has a splash hit novel then dries up and comes back to his hometown where he burned a lot of his friends in his book to try to make things right and see if he can rekindle his inspiration....

The show sucks. I think they shot their exteriors (or most of them) in Mass. One character wears a Sox hat, another drops a 'wicked,' and the Dad watches the Bruins. Not a single cast member is from Mass (or even New England that I can tell) and the creator of the show has written for, seriously, all of my least favorite shows.

The writing is hackneyed. Particularly the parts about writing and the whole thing feels so generic. Don't expect this one to last.

*Edit* And don't get me started on 'the-kid-wise-beyond-their-years' cliche. The single most annoying of all cliches.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

I was going to...

...write a book review for Needful Things by Stephen King. So here it is...

Its ok. Well paced but some of the timeline is a little spotty. I like how he handled the fighting and the action. I was uninterested in the characterization of the male and female protagonist and I wasn't wild about the ending. Still it was a page turner and I like quite a few of the side characters. I'll probably talk some more about Stephen King later.

In the mean time I love how the networks are putting all their shows online now. I'm watching Ugly Betty. Its a good show to have on while you're doing other stuff. I also like the social comments it tends to make (though somewhat lamely).

Also I have a whole bunch of books coming from Amazon that I'm very excited about including the King in Yellow. I'm thinking about writing a script that would be sort of a spin/parody of the King in Yellow.

Monday, March 19, 2007

I <3 that Rock and or Roll

MOOOONDAY NIGHT ROUND UP
or what I learned today at work

Steven knows what's up:

Elliott Smith Covers.

New R. Kelly Song...It's no Trapped In The Closet P. 18

Hallelujah hollaback

Thar she blows!

I got another video to post, this time its about Fish instead of Bugs. I'm not really a big fan of Modest Mouse, but this song is really catchy. As opposed to their last set of singles which were very clean, this sounds more lo-fi in its production values, which is a trend I've noticed in indie rock lately. The song itself is still has all of the Modest Mouse peculiarities you'd expect, but the melody makes me want to rock out.

The video is a mix of old fisherman swapping fish tales, insanity and Pirates of Caribbean type special effects on the open sea, and finally a band rocking out with prosthetic limbs made of musical instruments. So, pretty standard MTV fare, I know, but this transcends other videos with the same premise. So, enjoy Modest Mouse's video, Dashboard.



As a complete aside, nobody has sent me any bannerz, so I guess we hold off on picking a new one until people can't stand the site of this shitty layout.

-J*E*F^2

Friday, March 16, 2007

BUGS

This was on Pitchfork a while ago, but its just so damn awesome. The music is good too. Here it is:

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Street Cred.

NEW YORK (AP) -- A gunman shot and killed a pizza parlor employee and two unarmed volunteer police officers who pursued him, then was shot to death by other officers in a series of shootings in a crowded Manhattan neighborhood Wednesday, the mayor said.
The bedlam began around 9 p.m., when the gunman went into the pizzeria, asked for a menu and then shot an employee 15 times in the back, Mayor Michael Bloomberg said.
The two auxiliary officers -- civilian volunteers who wear uniforms, are unarmed and help patrol streets -- followed the killer briefly before he turned his gun on them, the mayor said.
"Tonight was a horrible night for the New York Police Department and for our city," he said. "Two men who volunteered their time to make our city the safest big city in America lost their lives helping to keep it exactly that way."
The gunman, who was wearing a fake beard and carrying two guns and 100 rounds of ammunition, had to cross a street to shoot the auxiliary officers, Bloomberg said.
He was killed by regular police officers who rushed to the scene.
The shootouts took place outside a strip of busy restaurants and bars near New York University in a crowded section of Manhattan's Greenwich Village.
Restaurant worker Nikola Simic said he saw police officers swarm toward the middle of the street.
"Then we heard a shooting that was like a good five minutes," Simic said.
Josh Drimmer was inside a bar at the time of the shooting.
"Hearing that many shots in a row," he said, "it was war. It felt like that for a hot second."
Witness Darren McNamara, a tourist from London, England, said he heard two bursts and thought it was someone shattering the front window of a shop, but it turned out to be gunfire.
Police cordoned off several blocks and escorted area residents to their homes.
Copyright 2007 The Associated Press. All rights reserved.This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

A Cat's Revenge: from "Jubilate Agno" by Christopher Smart



For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry.
For he is the servant of the Living God duly and daily serving him.
For at the first glance of the glory of God in the East he worships in his way.
For this is done by wreathing his body seven times round with elegant quickness.
For then he leaps up to catch the musk, which is the blessing of God upon his prayer.
For he rolls upon prank to work it in.
For having done duty and received blessing he begins to consider himself.
For this he performs in ten degrees.
For first he looks upon his forepaws to see if they are clean.
For secondly he kicks up behind to clear away there.
For thirdly he works it upon stretch with the forepaws extended.
For fourthly he sharpens his paws by wood.
For fifthly he washes himself.
For sixthly he rolls upon wash.
For seventhly he fleas himself, that he may not be interrupted upon the beat.
For eighthly he rubs himself against a post.
For ninthly he looks up for his instructions.
For tenthly he goes in quest of food.
For having consider'd God and himself he will consider his neighbour.
For if he meets another cat he will kiss her in kindness.
For when he takes his prey he plays with it to give it a chance.
For one mouse in seven escapes by his dallying.
For when his day's work is done his business more properly begins.
For he keeps the Lord's watch in the night against the adversary.
For he counteracts the powers of darkness by his electrical skin and glaring eyes.
For he counteracts the Devil, who is death, by brisking about the life.
For in his morning orisons he loves the sun and the sun loves him.
For he is of the tribe of Tiger.
For the Cherub Cat is a term of the Angel Tiger.
For he has the subtlety and hissing of a serpent, which in goodness he suppresses.
For he will not do destruction, if he is well-fed, neither will he spit without provocation.
For he purrs in thankfulness, when God tells him he's a good Cat.
For he is an instrument for the children to learn benevolence upon.
For every house is incomplete without him and a blessing is lacking in the spirit.
For the Lord commanded Moses concerning the cats at the departure of the Children of Israel from Egypt.
For every family had one cat at least in the bag.
For the English Cats are the best in Europe.
For he is the cleanest in the use of his forepaws of any quadruped.
For the dexterity of his defence is an instance of the love of God to him exceedingly.
For he is the quickest to his mark of any creature.
For he is tenacious of his point.
For he is a mixture of gravity and waggery.
For he knows that God is his Saviour.
For there is nothing sweeter than his peace when at rest.
For there is nothing brisker than his life when in motion.
For he is of the Lord's poor and so indeed is he called by benevolence perpetually--Poor Jeoffry! poor Jeoffry! the rat has bit thy throat.
For I bless the name of the Lord Jesus that Jeoffry is better.
For the divine spirit comes about his body to sustain it in complete cat.
For his tongue is exceeding pure so that it has in purity what it wants in music.
For he is docile and can learn certain things.
For he can set up with gravity which is patience upon approbation.
For he can fetch and carry, which is patience in employment.
For he can jump over a stick which is patience upon proof positive.
For he can spraggle upon waggle at the word of command.
For he can jump from an eminence into his master's bosom.
For he can catch the cork and toss it again.
For he is hated by the hypocrite and miser.
For the former is afraid of detection.
For the latter refuses the charge.
For he camels his back to bear the first notion of business.
For he is good to think on, if a man would express himself neatly.
For he made a great figure in Egypt for his signal services.
For he killed the Ichneumon-rat very pernicious by land.
For his ears are so acute that they sting again.
For from this proceeds the passing quickness of his attention.
For by stroking of him I have found out electricity.
For I perceived God's light about him both wax and fire.
For the Electrical fire is the spiritual substance, which God sends from heaven to sustain the bodies both of man and beast.
For God has blessed him in the variety of his movements.
For, though he cannot fly, he is an excellent clamberer.
For his motions upon the face of the earth are more than any other quadruped.
For he can tread to all the measures upon the music.
For he can swim for life.
For he can creep.

Respeck

I tend to overstate my case occasionally.

I would like to formally concede to Notapen (Styles) that many people, perhaps even a majority, who use the word 'pop' to describe soda are, in fact, good people, or, at the least, not bad people and in no way constitute a blight on the earth.

In other news my apartment is freezing (as when the outside temperature rises above 50 degrees F, our heat shuts off. Yay.) It was in fact so cold today that I killed this fat man I'd been using as a draft animal and crawled inside of him to stay warm. It smelled terrible but was less offensive to my noise than the word 'pop' is to my ears when used in reference to soda.

This was originally just a comment but it got long.

Dude, you've just insulted half of my family. It's a good thing it wasn't the Boston Irish side, or you'd probably get knifed.

I think the Midwesterner is good people: kind-hearted and weathered. I guess you could liken them to hobbits: the sheltered good folk. Nobody hates hobbits, except for maybe the Orcs or whatshisfacewiththeringbutalsoisaneye, but that's a different story. It's called the Lord of the Rings if you're interested, or if you live under a rock! Am I right? Still, 'pop' is so annoying and I hate it when people say it. That's it, I'm going to start saying it from now on.

Hey Scott, can we drink pop together when we hang out next?

This is my hobbit name from a generator: Gorbulas Brownlock of Overhill. I don't like it. I choose: Werrybrown Junkltwins from Kent. It won't let me upload the images of hobbits.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

No Good...

… has ever come out of anyone who calls soda ‘pop.’ They are a blight on the Earth

Bannerz

I don't know how to draw on my computer, but I made paper drawings of the bannerz. I don't have a camera, so I can only tell you about them.

The first has the heading ourblogisdifferent.com, and then in caps HEEL THESE WOUNDED (and then a drawning of a heart with an 's' next to it).

The second has lightning bolt coming down that takes up the left half of the banner hitting (and sending sparks from) a big sword that a knight is swinging to hit a dragon that has a big black tail and also is snorting smoke. The caption reads "Send your lightning asunder!" and in the bottom left is the heading ourblogisdifferent.com.

Monday, March 12, 2007

The look of love.

Our old layout was drab and SOOO last season, so out it went. I tweaked the colors (you may notice the fabulous shades of gray and pink!), but this is nothing to what I hope this site becomes. I have an assignment for all of you: Make a banner for our site. I have no idea what size you want to make it, or what colors, or anything, but our favorite one will grace the top of our blog until we're sick of it. Once you've made one, load it onto mydatabus, and leave a comment. Next Monday I'll post all the contenders and we'll have us a good, old fashioned vote/3-point shot contest. I'll just whet you're appetites with a taste of awesome.


Sunday, March 11, 2007

Just a quick one...

The trip to Florida has gone fantastically. Both my and Ginny's families have kept their insane political views to themselves, and my cake's been delicious. I hope you can make a real mean Carrot cake Dan.

Friday, March 9, 2007

Criminal

This post was going to be called, "I go to culinary school and have stories to tell the world" but when i clicked the Title bar, "Criminal" popped up so I really had no other choice but to go with that. Don't worry, I'll work it in.

So as of a week ago I am once again a college freshman. I just finished orientation. I learned about campus safety and date rape and blue emergency lights and just got a fucking 90% on my alcoholEDU test (drunk! holla!). I have class from 2pm-6pm everyday. That's four hours. (I know that because one of my classes is culinary math and that means I am much fresher than anyone not in culinary school on their remedial math skills). Mixed fractions!

They gave me knives.

In the next 6 weeks I will learn a lot about myself as I change and adapt to my new world at college - "The best 2 years of your life... if you are getting an associates degree". Over that same time period I will also learn to identify and describe over 18 types of lettuce in my product knowledge class, the correct heating and holding temperatures of various foods to avoid food spoilage in the danger zone (think Kenny Loggins), and how the fuck caesar salad was invented in Mexico by, yep you guessed it, a Mexican, in my introduction to gastronomy class. I'm also gonna learn how to two story funnel like a pro. Fluid ounces are different from ounces guise!!

We got orientation t-shirts and did team building in the rec center and our team did a kick ass job on the scavenger hunt. We were the fastest to run to the rec center snack bar to find out how much a grilled cheese costs and we all totally already knew the latin name for sage. ($3, Salvia Officionalis). Needless to say I haven't taken my 2-XL t-shirt off yet because I don't want anyone to forget that I am big man on campus.

In super great news I have met about 5 or so people that are funny and know about adult swim and like to make fun of others - so while I have withdrawal from everyone on this blog, it has been tempered by these good souls. Culinary schools are attended by three groups of people (I can make this statement because I have been going to one since March 2nd, just like Skline can talk Jewish stuff 'cause he may or may not be part or 100% Jewish and Bryan can eat General Gua's chicken and swastikas (sorry Skline, maybe) and Jeff can shoot engineers in the face with a shotgun) and they are:

1. culinary nerds - think pimples, ryan janoch-like manerisms (big, overweight structure with feminine movements and gestures), an inability to stop talking about the food in their mouth or on their plate or coming out of their colons as human waste, and an uncanny skill of making any cool culinary innovations seem not so cool, really quickly

2. spatula monkeys - i made this term up but i think it does a nice job of painting a picture of monkeys with spatulas - and that's important because it is the image I am trying to paint here. These guys are more like luigi calisto than ryan janoch and the only thing they have in common with the nerds is you wouldn't want to eat your food if you knew they were in the room when it was cooked.

3. me and those 5 people i met. we gotta stick together i think.

I don't think it really came through in this blog but i am actually psyched out of my mind to be here at school - I just wanted to get across some of the more ridiculous things I have gone through over the past few days. I get to think about and study food everyday for the next two years and hopefully the rest of my life - oh man if that's not reason enough to get an erection...

3========D
that one's for brian desimone

PS: Check out that new song Criminal by Fiona Apple, it's off the hook. Oh snap I told you I would work it in!

The Mom of Cthulhu.

So my sisters have been having problems with their Evangelical neighbors. My brothers-in-law are both Baptists (I believe) and my sister both Catholics so there is already some question as to how the children will be raised without neighbors trying to convince them to come to their Mega Church. These are social problems much less prevalent in the North so many of us may only be familiar with Mega Churches through pop-cultural references/events like the scene from the Borat movie, the Ted Haggard scandal or Jesus Camp etc.

My eldest sister finds her neighbors particularly vexing and asked me to explain their beliefs which, having done an awful lot of religious research lately, I did. Later that week I was considering bringing a copy of Jesus Camp down to Florida with me and leaving it with my sister and asked my mother what she thought. That’s when she laid out the following gem…

“Hollywood hates Christians.”

Wow. Just wow. I was floored. How could my mother, who raised me… a graduate of NYU’s Film School, possibly have such a strange view of Hollywood? How can she, even ignorant of the film industry as she may be, equate one movie, Jesus Camp, a small indie documentary produced by a pair of English people, with the entirety of Hollywood? How can she speak definitively on the views of an entire district of Los Angeles, the equivalent of saying, “The Lower East Side hates Hindus,” and not even use a qualifier or, if she meant the film industry, as I know she did, why didn’t two mega films like The Passion of the Christ and the Chronicles of Narnia have any effect on her view that “Hollywood hates Christians?”

And further, isn’t the statement “Hollywood hates Christians” based on the assumption that Hollywood doesn’t contain any Christians? At which point we’re really just a stutter step away from what I think underlies a statement like “Hollywood hates Christians,” and its this… Hollywood is run by the Jews who hate Christians.

So from the top…

MGM is owned by Providence Equity Partners out of Rhode Island, Texas Pacific Group out of Dallas, Sony out of Japan and Comcast out of Philadelphia (but founded in Tupelo, Mississippi). Damn those Hollywood types! I didn’t check Sony but among the other largest partners I found precisely one person who could potentially be Jewish. MGM’s CEO is Jewish.

Paramont is owned by Viacom, Warner Bros by Time Warner, Universal by General Electric, Columbia also owned by Sony… do you see where I’m going with this? No? Man, you’re slow.

20th Century Fox is owned by Rupert Murdoch, who, though potentially the anti-Christ, also owns Fox News, whose major star Bill O’Reilly is the likely culprit filling my mom’s head with this nonsense.

These are major corporations which run Hollywood far more than, and I’m struggling to come up with a name of anyone who could even vaguely be considered anti-Christian, even if several actors and individual producers or directors have views that conflict with some of Christianity’s views, run Hollywood. So who is a more powerful player in Hollywood than Rupert Murdoch?

I’d further like to point out that every year of my life I’ve been subject to nauseatingly sweet Christmas Specials on every sitcom and dramedy not to mention countless Christmas movies which actually make up more than half of my parents film collection. (Christmas Vacation, The Santa Clause, Home Alone 1 & 2, the Grinch…) Hell, even two of their action movies, Die Hard 1 & 2, both take place at Christmas.

Meanwhile, its not as though I am a champion of Jesus Camp. Its too propagandist to be a straight documentary, yet too mild to fall into a Michael Moore-esque docu-tainment film. It lacks expert interviews to put views into a historical content relying instead solely on the principal subjects to explain things for themselves. This gives you a view that would be the equivalent to just wondering through a Mega Church one day as opposed to partaking in a more comprehensive study. If these problems weren’t major enough the movie conflates the terms Pentecostal and Evangelical. For clarity its my understanding that Charismatic Christians are separate but similar to Pentecostals and are both a subset of Evangelical Christians. On the crazy scale main stream Evangelicalism only begins to approach the lunacy of Pentecostals.

Now, I mentioned that the movie was too mild to fall into the Michael Moore camp, and this is true, I didn’t feel that movie was purposefully misleading anyone (even with charged musical choices), but when you’re depending on virtually any ten year old to convey any vaguely complex idea chances are there will be gross over simplifications and mild confusion. This also extends, really, to any non-expert, which includes the faiths rank and file practicers.

Noting that its not a very aggressive film, I’ll point out that some of the crazier and more insulting (to non-Evangelicals) material didn’t make it into the final film. Such as the parents explaining their idea that the father is going to Iraq to bring Jesus to the Iraqi people, or Ted Haggard’s bizarre comment that the sermons of Catholic Priests were written a “thousand years ago.” Huh? A thousand? Really? Man, they had some amazing predictive powers back then, eh?

Well, I’ve lost the thread of this rant. The point to all this is that I insulted Bill O’Reilly and my mom wouldn’t return my calls (or speak to me at all for that matter) for a week and it’s been the week leading up to my crazy family meeting my fiancĂ©e’s crazier family…

So this oughta be a good weekend.

Thursday, March 8, 2007

We got hosting, fools.

I know I'm hoggin' all the bloggin', but now that we have file hosting I had to use it. (I'll send out directions to use it via email shortly.) Here is, in all its glory, Cypress Hill-Insane In The Brain (mp3).

How do you like that, Robocop?

Not my greatest photoshopping ever...

-J*E*F^2

I know it's elitist of me but I'm afraid


I know it's elitist of me, but I have a deep hate for typing. I'll try to do my best here. This blog thing actually does kind of freak me out. I don't think I'm afraid of technology, but I'm afraid of the interweb. I hate the fact that you're reading this on a screen in some wierd place that I may or may not have been. I'm also afraid of the fact that there's a big fucking tube full of wires that spans the Atlantic Ocean.

You know the maps they have of the internet? All crazy. Crazy map of the internet.

I'm excited that this blogplace (ourblogisdifferent.com) could be cool and fun people we know can write on it and make something fun. But then I'm afraid that other people that we don't know might think it's cool and then will start reading it on a regular basis. Does anybody else think that's strange? Maybe we could all be like ashley and just end up doing this as a job, which would be fucking noprob.

Have people already talked about blog voyeurism? I don't know what's happening in the world anymore. I just found out some guy with a funny name and who is running for president smokes. I approve.

Oh by the way, today I macked on a few cupcakes.

This picture is Urizen and I like it.

I'm obviously one of the crack-heads here. I just reread all of this and it's frightful, especially when you preview the thing and it comes out the way it does. Please don't think I'm trying to be sensitive anyone who is reading this in the future when we're superpopular and making shitloads of money for writing this awesome blog. Hey, there's an idea for a movie. Scott, get on it. Seriously though, the internet creation of the future. Modern internet alienation. Blog voyeurism. It could be a Babel type movie about global interconnection signified though the narrative of film. The possibilities! Totally allegorical and heavy, but also with titties. Hey Scott and everyone, have you seen "The Rules of the Game" (by what's his name who did la Grande Illusion, Rousseau?)? I think it's like film 101 so I'm betting Scott did. Why didn't anyone tell me French cinema was the shit? Also, I recently saw a really great polish film called "Everything for sale." These are all big time metafilms by the way, so steer clear if you're not into the movies that talk about themselves.

In the end I actually do think it would be awesome to get all of the high school kidz into our awesome blog and then get funding when word of mouth spreads at the prom. God please let the internet come through for me for once in my life. I'd be just as happy (but poorer) if we don't though.

I do think we should mess around with the format a bit. I also don't like the fact that new entries publish at the top. I guess that's how blogs are (and myspace and all that), but it annoys me and I wanted to say it. I write a lot for someone who hates typing.

PS First listen to new Arcade Fire = mediocre. Other opinions?

Let's play the 300 review game!

So I was reading the accumulated reviews for the movie 300 at rottentomatoes and I had to share some of the review blurbs. For a fun game, can you tell me which of these is from a positive, aka it recommends seeing the movie, review? Lets see some guesses in the comments.
  • A masculine revelry. Makes every other action movie look like girls playing with dolls.
  • "300" is rated R for "RAAAAAR!" and is about as inspirational as "Field of Dreams" multiplied by "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington," plus infinity.
  • 300 is an erotic spectacle for men (straight and gay apparently) and this demographic should bask in the bombastic grandeur of discourse, domination and decapitations.
  • A primeval, elegant, music video. Plot & dialogue are unstable, wavering from occasionally powerful to just as often weak and clichĂ©. Leads perform admirably.
  • Fills a much-needed gap between gay porn and recruitment film.
I'm torn on seeing this. On the one hand I like saying "RAAAAR, but on the other hand I'm not gay...


TONIGHT WE DINE IN this cute little place I found in the valley
-J*E*F^2

Tuesday, March 6, 2007

What's the Haps Boston

This is going to be my reoccurring post every month of up and coming shows in Boston, Allston, Cambridge and wherever else I can find them. Once we find some place to host files, I'll try and post some mp3s of each band. Until then you'll have to use the old hype-machine.

So here we go The March Edition y'all

15th - Ratatat at the Paradise
21st - Explosions in the Sky at Mid East Downstairs - it's sold out?!?!
You could just watch Friday Night Lights and rewind the music scenes like 500 times.
Also, for the full concert effect turn your heat up to like 120 degrees. It's all sooo real
23rd - Mew at the Paradise
27th - Menomena at Great Scott's
29th - The Broken West + Stars of Track and Field + The Long Winters at Great Scott's
30th - Cold War Kids and Tokyo Police Club at Mid East Downstairs - I'll be there!
31st - Rocky Votolato + Owen at Great Scott's - I'll be there too!
So go check em check em out! Leave a comment and let me know about any other shows and if you are going.

Monday, March 5, 2007

Sunday, March 4, 2007

Inaugural post

We did it! Hooray!!!!

Welcome to Our Blog Is Different. I'm sending out the invites in a few minutes, after which we'll have a staff of crack-wits, crack-ups, and crack-heads. Our goal is to provide you, the reader, with cutting-edge, thought-provoking, tongue-twisting lies that will sure to be the talk of your next highschool/prison semi-formal. But since this is a blog, nobody's getting paid and nobody will read what we write. So take that, staff!

There are still some things that need to get taken care of, such as:
  • This black background/theme is temporary.
  • We need a better banner.
  • We need to get a place that hosts files/pictures, hopefully for free.
  • ???
  • Profit

Get excited, dear reader, for your future is NOW!!! Until some other time,

J*E*F^2