just a hunch
Today during my lunch break, I tossed around a frisbee with a co-worker. Now my bicep is sore. I suspect I need more exercise.
Archive for June, 2003
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Saw Finding Nemo the other night. It was amazing. Even before I saw it, I was absolutely smitten with Pixar and their entire production and creative process. I enjoy Pixar’s work so much that it surprises me to think that there are people out there who dismiss this stuff as “children’s material” and refuse to see it. I feel sorry for these people.Finding Nemo had incredible emotionality in certain scenes. I couldn’t believe it when ellen-degeneres-fish asked albert-brooks-fish not to leave because when he was around “[she] remembered who she was… and [she] didn’t want to lose that.” Or when albert-brooks-fish had that epiphanny in the whale. I mean, wow, Pixar gave such life and growth to these fish.
From all this, I suspect Pixar is hungry to do more adult-oriented films. They seem to be just itching to shed their relationship with Disney. They probably want to get away from the american view that animation is for kids and get more access to adults.
adult thoughts
Oof, now that was a vacation. The past fortnight of memories are all hazy. I remember turning 21. Then I remember darkness. And then I remember waking up, half naked, with strange runes drawn all over my skinin a mixture of my own piss and someone’s else’s vomit, wrapped in the skin of a large python.Anyway, I’m an adult now, it seems. I have thusly made some observations:
Entering a bar is now much more relaxing. No more worrying about the bouncer’s mood or generosity or what to say or what address my ID says. And it was always a struggle with me, y’know, cuz I look twelve (fifteen, when I’m pissed.) But now I’m good to go, and just have a youthful face.
All the age-earned privileges are doled out incorrectly. The endowing of privileges should be divided between ages eighteen and twenty-one in a more sensible manner. All the fun stuff like drinking, gambling, porn, and cigarettes should be granted at age 18. Then, when you become twenty one, bring on the responsiblities: voting, military service eligibility, loss of minor-status, etc.
This way, we have three little years where we can enjoy all the powers of adulthood, but none of the responsibilities. It’s like college, but legally.
This post sucks because I’m trying to get back in the habit of blogging and being witty and insightful. It seems all my creative juices are being devoted elsewhere. I’m getting back into the flow of it.