Homespun Diagnostics

Q: If someone else were suddenly inside your head, what would he or she notice first? How would s/he describe it?

Winter tips from THE EFF BEE

1) Moisturize! Don't forget your feet!

2) Stop envying your pets! Sleep as much as you want!

3) Don't be proud! Wear tights and/or long underwear!

4) Got the shopping itch? Go to the library instead!

5) "Spa-treated" Dole raisins are worth it! White Rose is crap!

6) Need bucks? Reduce your cell phone plan!

7) There is no reason to use luggage without wheels!

8) Feeling gray? Find a botanical garden!

9) Washing clothes by hand is surprisingly cheap and easy!

10) Per Fred Nietzsche, "If something is falling, give it a shove."

Great PSA

"You've got to hug and kiss your kids. Words aren't enough.

"Call 311 or visit nyc.gov/NYCDADS"

Paging Dorothy Parker

One man's mistress is another man's whore.

Remake Remodel

Taking the blog back like our country! Wild Style at Film Forum!

Heteronormativity grew slightly less tedious in Connecticut.

RE: thesis -- Crunch Time for Cronzo.

Fragments from the vaults:

We are making delicate little party decorations
We are planning a lunch three years in the future
We know what we would do if we were someone else

*

Love came in to ruin me,
And I said no problem.
She disappeared into my skin.

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The little girl
She
Looks older in the picture
You can tell

Little girl
I am coming for you
I am here
I am loving you back in time

I am loving you forward in time
In that bardo with the ancestors
The candle in that secret room before dawn
In the mountain stream

The little girl
She
Not an ounce of self-pity
Saw something you have not.

Slide the rice paper door
Over massacres of the old country
Massacres of the new country
Ghosts in the garden

My lover is me approaching
With her esses lisped
Her cat-yellow eyes
Her curls in distress

Ideas after 2 a.m.

That the first issue of Spin I bought had Ani DiFranco, Thom Yorke, and Missy Elliott on the cover.

That I would like to exactly reverse the celebration of plastic party divas and the disdain for music that women enjoy singing along to together.

That being in school makes me think I'm living in a dorm. The overhead lights don't seem to be my responsibility.

That time is not just tight, it's mechanical.

That the tree outside my window is encased in ice. One image burns up the untrue.

I might as well be a thousand years old.

Trucker hat

Wes Anderson deliberately tries to make cult films. It isn't a surprise that prefabricated cult films have come into existence, but we should still take notice. I doubt that he knew what he was doing when he made "Rushmore" -- which filmed the combined fantasy boyhoods of himself and the Wilson brothers as though they were Godard films. However, with the film's success, he believed he had discovered his style. What he had in fact discovered was his audience. This explains the estranged, polite distance he keeps from his characters in the later films -- he does not explore them; he accessorizes them. It also indicates why each of the most recent three films are organized around collectives -- stand-ins for the audience -- that face casually meaningless trials to awesome pop soundtracks. If post-suburban white kids do anything other than recognize a simplified reflection of themselves in Anderson's protagonists, they are seeing too much, or not enough.