AIR- Empty House
...
9/30/2008
taken : 9/30/2008
...
...
...
...
Reverb 10: It's Not (Just) Because I'm Lazy
15 years ago
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Day 623
Radiohead - How To Disappear Completely
...
9/29/2008
taken : 9/29/2008
...
nothing. nothing at all.
...
...
Sunday, September 28, 2008
The Attack
Beirut - Bratislava
A story from an incident that occurred last night (9/27/2008)
...
So there I was. Sitting at my desk...per usual.
I was just about to start some reading for my midterm on Monday when my phone rang (actually I never have my phone's ringer on...it's always on vibrate).
Silvia was in the Boulder (she lives in Broomfield), and was wondering if she could come by and say hello. Not wanting to study (obviously...and because it was Saturday night and I was a being a sorry ass loser) I told her to come on over.
At that same moment a certain someone (lets just call him Bigfoot) left a room upstairs. I heard him head downstairs.
Having only taken 1 photo that day (of the wall) I decided I might be able to get some good ones of Silvia. I grabbed my camera and my ol' handy dandy Vivitar 285hv hotshoe flash and walked downstairs.
Nearing the end of the stairs I heard the door open and close...I turned the corner to barely see Bigfoot leaving the apartment, shirtless.
I sat on the couch waiting for Silvia to arrive. I turned all of my equipment on. I heard a car door slam shut somewhere outside. Recalling that when Silvia called me she told me she was over near Broadway and Baseline. I decided that couldn't be her car door slamming. It was Bigfoot. Coming back towards the apartment. Shirtless.
Foreseeing a funny picture opportunity approaching quickly, I sat steeped in anticipation for Bigfoot to enter back into the house. Shirtless.
I sat, waiting. Bigfoot went to open the door and peered in (for those of you that have seen the door you know it's mostly glass). He saw me waiting.
Hesitation.
Bigfoot was formulating a plan.
More hesitation.
Seconds were passing.
The door opened slightly.
Then it pushed open, I could see Bigfoot's arm retreat into the darkness, and I was left looking at an open door and beyond that, darkness of the evening. From around the corner an unopened bag of new socks came flying at me. I knocked them to the ground, and Bigfoot made a run for it through the door and into the living room.
I started to pull the camera up to my eye.
Realizing his plan of hitting me with a bag of soft, lightweight objects hadn't worked, Bigfoot turned towards me and charged. A great roar emanated from deep in his chest...something from a creature of no love...from a heart running coldly with blackness. He reached, forcing his massive, aggressive hand out to cover the lens. I fired off one picture while that beast forced himself on me.
...
Battle was underway.
We struggled.
He tried to get the camera away from me.
Lacey was not okay with this beast attacking me.
I was able to get away from the bone crushing hands (supplemented of course, by years of drinking mythical protein shake known to us humans as Muscle Blast) of bigfoot.
A battle ensued between two mighty beasts. Sweet ol' Lacey, and Bigfoot of 2024 Goss Street.
Bigfoot had to dodge Lacey's attempts to cause bodily damage to his face.
I got a picture of the new battle...
Something out of a nature documentary. Or...one of those Discovery Channel Specials, "When Animals Attack"
We see Lacey here in midair. Turning towards Bigfoot in an attempted lunge at his throat. That is a look of blood lust and murder if I have ever seen it. Lacey wanted the taste of blood. She wanted nothing more than to destroy. She had violence in her heart.
...
Lacey is sooooooo cute.
Cute baby.
...
then Silvia came over.
the end.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
random
Beck - Lost Cause
...
Walking home from the bars last night:
"Mike, don't rub in our faces the fact that you found a stable relationship and are happy"
...
This is interesting to me for a few reasons. All, only half baked and not well articulated...but interesting to me nonetheless.
Firstly, that Gordon was able to assume that all of us that were present want a stable and long term relationship. Which isn't that hard to derive I suppose....but isn't exactly easy to be sure of...
But on a larger scale...that that desire is a universal thing at all. That being in a stable, long term, continuous relationship is something that is common, and to be desired.
Why?
Why is it that we seek out that type of connection with another person? I am reminded of WALL-E. It is such a fundamental thing...looking for that one person (or robot in WALL-E's case) to share your life experiences with. The process of finding that one person seems to be an on going process with a majority of the population, a majority of the time. People are (but not people like Mike) constantly looking for their companion.
I then ask, why do we seek out those types of human connections with anyone? Is there some sort of evolutionary survival mechanism built into people that creates that need to share and be close with people? Why do I feel the need to share and be close with people at all? What is there for me to gain?
What is there to gain from any of this.
I suppose it is a dumb question. Because people have been asking these questions about humans for as long as humans were able to think it abstracted manners.
The desire to find that one person just is. The process of finding that one person just is.
It isn't a puzzle that needs solving.
But maybe I have thought of it in that manner my whole life.
And maybe that's a problem.
Or maybe it's not.
I have regrets in my life.
But I do not feel guilty.
nothing can stop me now.
....
Walking home from class
With great intensity
a Girl rode past me on her bike
she smelled nice.
...
On the bus
a
man
looking one hundred percent homeless
sat next to me.
He smell 100% horrible.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Day 611
A cut-up poem.
....
some business.
i'm glad my mother cooked.
it's been slept.
Fucking unexpectedly found dear amber.
pre-fall.
i am pretty.
...
(from a ten day span in September)
-by me.
and
Scott Lawan.
-but he doesn't even know it.
....
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Day 608
Muse - Falling Away with You
9/14/2008
taken : 9/14/2008
...
nearing the end of the project for class.
...
Mike
...
Anna
...
me
...
...
nothing
...
Day 607
Gorillaz - Demon Days
9/13/2008
taken : 9/13/2008
...
Portraits.
...
Natalie
...
Morgan
...
Scott
...
Eric
...
emotions just seem to go on and on forever. it's a raging river. there's no switch for it. no end. and I am sick of it.
never again.
...
"...Well these demon days are so cold inside...so hard for a good soul to survive..."
Friday, September 12, 2008
Day 606
Nine Inch Nails - The Wretched
9/12/2008
taken : 9/12/2008
...
...
You know, I used to ask people two questions. In a non serious, friendly manner...but I was always deadly serious.
Question 1 : What is the best part about being you?
Question 2 : What is the worst part about being you?
I hate myself.
Now you Know. This is what it feels like.
The key to not feel like you are being pushed away by someone is to not even get close to people in the first place.
...
This is the last time I ever let this happen to me.
...
the end.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Day 605
9/11/2008
taken : 9/11/2008
...
...more people dropped by to have their portrait taken.
Krista
...
Kori
...
Lindsey T.
...
Brittney
...
Thanks to everyone that dropped by.
...
aaaaaaand thats about it.
whatever.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
