Love - Art - Disease - Pain - Life-Humanness - "Otherness"
In our desensitised society,
the artists,
the bohemians, poor, discarded,
"others", recovering addicts -
all are more in touch
with their human-ness
than the so called
mainstream.
Despite everything -
HUMANNESS, LOVE, LIFE, ART survives.
-Jonathan Larson
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Tuesday, December 02, 2003
THIS TOTALLY ROCKS!
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9:12 PM
Monday, December 01, 2003
WELCOME FOOLISH MORTALS...
Disney's THE HAUNTED MANSION came in second of top box-office draws over the Thanksgiving weekend. It was about $200,000 short of being #1 to Dr Seuss' The Cat In The Hat, but the cat is also playing in 500 more theatres than HM. I did my share of boosting sales by seeing The Haunted Mansion 3 times in four days...each time I got something different from it. The critics have panned the movie as being "spectacularly average", and I wouldn't disagree except that I'm a fan of the ride and the references were really awesome. It's probably the best scary/funny Disney flick since Hocus Pocus. The score to the movie is absolutely amazing, but I'm very much upset by the CD, which only has one 5-minute score piece by Mark Mancina. The rest of the CD is filled up with inciped rap music and otherwise totally unrelated material to the Haunted Mansion ride or movie.
All in all, I don't care what the critics have to say. As long as the public and the fans are happy...that's what counts.
11:56 AM
Realizations for a Monday
I find myself somewhat impressive. Yeah, you read that right. I'm proud of who I am and where I've been in my 28 years. Fuck humility and humbleness...and at the risk of hyperbole, I totally rock. So, when unfamiliars ask me,"geez, man...why don't you have a boyfriend?", I want to punch them in the face. It's because, Mr. Joe Shmo Unfamiliar, on the whole I find most guys to be absolutely boring, trite and unimpressive. This is a very simple discovery that I've made about myself. I know this all sounds mean and unmerited, but it's not. I preach about how I thrive on creation and learning (especially from others), but there also has to be a genuine interest in learning from other people, too. I like meeting people from all walks of life, but this doesn't mean that I'll date a janitor. Or a McDonalds employee. Or a front desk clerk at the local Motel 6. It's been evident in my life that a lot of queer men really have no passion or drive. I crave change and look forward to the future without thinking about it too much. I bask in growth and know that because of my morals, beliefs and faith in my soul I will be climbing the ladder of my life without many tribulations. Where I am now is because of the person I have wanted to become. And don't get me wrong...I am not without flaws myself. I just want to know where all of the ambitious guys have gone...
Conversation is the key to a man's mind. I'm the type that is naturally inquisitive about simple things. Work...family...what you had for dinner. I can get pretty deep and philosophical sometimes, but on the whole I'm usually a very considerate conversationalist. I'm irked by guys who talk about nothing but themselves, especially when it revolves around how much money they have or all the men they've dated. I say this, but I have a tendancy to monopolize a conversation if it gets uncomfortable by talking about myself. Perhaps this is one reason why internet dating has become so popular. It's easier to "screen" people before talking on the phone or meeting for dinner. I think the most tragic influx to the online dating market is because so many people are afraid of rejection. People who are overly shy and not very oriented to talking to strangers never make the first move. Behind a computer screen it's different...where they can be a completely different person. I've met guys online, and 9/10 times they don't look like the pictures they've sent. Sometimes they won't even send a picture, for fear of rejection or judgement based on looks alone.
The older I get, the more I realize that there are so many things that I refuse to settle for. As the list grows, the number of men that fit this bill have dwindled in this wicked little town. When all is said and done, I find that I don't want a boyfriend. I want my partner-in-crime...my vice president...
my true north.
11:54 AM
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