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RIP John Hughes…

The man who helped create the idea that sometimes the weirdo underdog in high school actually comes out on top has died… that would be John Hughes, writer of such 80s icon movies as The Breakfast Club, Pretty In Pink, Weird Science etc. Truthfully, I didn’t appreciate these movies until way later in life, as I thought of myself as way too sophisticated and cultured or something to watch this teeny-bopper crap when it came out. I was so sophisticated I could recite the entire Monty Python and the Holy Grail from memory by the time I was 14. I was so sophisticated I religiously watched Miami Vice, but I was too cool for Sixteen Candles. Uh-huh.

I actually really dug Some Kind of Wonderful— it was basically Pretty in Pink with the sexes reversed… and the right people ended up together in the end, finally! At Bard College They would show movies sometimes in the student center (i.e., old gym) and one time they showed Sixteen Candles. At hearing the news, the Students Of Color Association (or whatever it was called; there weren’t enough ethnic people at that school to have individual student groups for Black people, Asians, Latinos etc.) staged a protest because of negative Asian racial stereotypes (Long Duck Dong) and showed Sixteen Candles as an alternative. Truthfully, I don’t think anyone showed up to either one. However, by then (1993), the 80s were already a kitchy nostalgia trip, and these movies were cultural icons. And yeah, I never saw The Breakfast Club until I was like 25.

So what can I say on the matter? I must say I was seriously annoyed by the Home Alone saga cycle and I wasn’t a huge fan of his oeuvre post 1987… but it’s sad when people die I guess. I really can’t bring myself to get too worked up over celebrity death. Alas, there will never be a Beethoven’s 6th.

August 12, 2009 at 4:14 am 1 comment

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More Obsessions

It’s weird– I’m getting even more fixated on things lately than usual. Also, I can’t sleep and am not hungry. I don’t get it. Anyway, my latest (re-)obsession is Battlestar Galactica. I stopped obsessively watching it for a month or so, but I’m back! Unfortunately, there’s something weird going on with my computer, so I can’t watch it there. I was watching Season 3 DVDs at Jack & Laura’s, but I finished them all and am now onto season 4… which isn’t on DVD yet. Thus I’ve been streaming the episodes on a crappy Chinese site. The funny thing is the descriptions (at least I think this is a synopsis):

在宇宙中未知的地方有一个由12个人类殖民地组成的星际国家,人类为了方便制造了Cylons(机器人)为人类服务,但Cylons起来反抗人类,双方在血战之后停火,Cylons离开了殖民地去建立自己的家园。40年的和平让人类放松了警惕,Cylons通过人类内部的间谍瘫痪了人类的防御系统,摧毁了Battlestar舰队,用核武器将殖民地的城市化为灰烬。Battlestar Galactica是唯一一艘幸存的航母,它在舰长Adama的指挥下带领几十艘各式各样的民船和近5万名幸存者逃离了殖民地的行星系统,开始了寻找人类的第13个殖民地-地球-的旅程。

Apparently “Cylons” don’t translate into Chinese!

I’m kind of bummed– the dollhouse trailer that I’ve been working on isn’t the right scale. It’s too short. If I want it to be realistic, I’m going to have to make it at least 40 inches long, which is gigantic for a dollhouse (and I have no room in my house for it!). I made some walls last night and even wallpapered one with some cheesy 70s wallpaper I printed out. I made crappy-looking wood panelling for one wall as well. Now… do I make it with a tiny living room/kitchen + a microscopic kids’ room and a fairly small master bedroom all squeezed into 1/2 the size it should be, or should I just bite the bullet and make it long enough? Also, it’s the wrong shape– it’s perfect for an airstream trailer, but not a mobile home trailer! Should I just make an airstream and then work on the big trailer later? (I still haven’t decided what to make the satellite dish out of). So many stupid decisions about trivial things!

June 25, 2009 at 2:02 pm Leave a comment

I can’t stop

Talking about the dollhouse, that is! I am particularly proud of the refrigerator I made:

fridge

Lest you think I’m losing my edge, The pink slip is a Disciplinary Notice saying that “Frank uses the F word frequently” and the grocery list has crack on it. Also, Frank’s failing art, gym and spelling on his report card.

I haven’t been sleeping much nor have I been eating; i’m way too wrapped up in this dollhouse stuff. Seriously. I forgot to eat on Friday and Sunday, and the only reason I ate anything on Saturday was because I went to Laura’s house and she grilled sausages. I’ve been staying up until 2 or 3 a.m… I don’t know what’s wrong with me! Obsessive, I guess. It could also be because the weather’s been crappy and I haven’t been able to ride my bike and thus feel like a giant slug.

Also, I’ve been getting these awful reactionary email forwards for some time; I just assumed that someone signed me up for some mailing list to be funny or out of spite or something. However, I think it may just be a wrong address. Before I’ve gotten a bunch of emails that were intended for someone named Dot Dosch, and some for a Dot Dasher. I have no idea what these are about, but the person sent me a bunch of Craig’s List listings for pink baby furniture. Craig’s List in Springfield, IL, that is. When I wrote back to say that I wasn’t actually having a baby and that my name is Norah (in case she thought it was going to a Dot), this is what I got back:

anyname991@netzero.net
(no subject)

Dear NORA,

I thought maybe your baby Nora would like a crib set that was cheap. You are a freak Nora.

best wishes

Edith

WTF? All the other things I’ve gotten are about how Obama wants everyone on earth to run out and get an abortion and worship satan and punch their grandmothers on the way out and things of that ilk. Sometimes they are in the guise of “jokes”. I don’t get it. Oh well, whatever.

June 23, 2009 at 4:55 am Leave a comment

Holy Crap!

Little tiny dollhouse tacos!

tiny tacos

Key lime pie!
key lime pie

eggs benedict!
eggs benedict

This is making my dollhouse craze drool as well as my fake food obsession!

There’s also a toaster (I’ve been looking for a good toaster):

toaster

Today I made a beaded curtain for the den (there aren’t any doors in the house, and it’s too small to have them open properly), a sink/stove for the kitchen, a kitchen table and a coffee table, and tiled 1/2 the bathroom. I need to get another bag of tiles because there weren’t enough! The bathroom is actually the upstairs hall, but whatever. It’s a shame to waste this whole room just because the stairs come up into it! So if you’re peeing people will walk past you to get to the den or bedroom. Sucks to be you! There aren’t any stairs going up to the attic (where most of the bedrooms are) so you’ll have to levitate up there anyway… why not just levitate to the second floor to begin with?

OMG little matzohs!!!!
matzoh

OH yeah, I also made a dish strainer with some dishes, but it’s not very good– I made it out of red insulated wire, so it could look cool… I just need to re-do it.

Maybe I just need a cat licking its butt:

butt licking cat

OR… A DOUCHE BAG!!!!!
douche bag!!!

OK, I have to stop this now. I did order bottles of Jack Daniel’s and Jameson the other day… I figure what’s a band practice space without booze, right? I have a dedication to making as musch stuff for this house as possible, though… the booze was way too cute to pass up though!

June 18, 2009 at 4:11 am Leave a comment

Apartment Angst

I’ve been living in The Hermitage for almost 2.5 years now… the longest I’ve lived anywhere since I’ve been 18. It’s weird… I’ve been getting that itchy feeling like I should move on; my address is wearing thin. However, I mostly like this place. The only things that are getting old are (1) the lack of kitchen and (2) the refrigerator that freezes lettuce and eggs but won’t freeze anything in the freezer (no, it won’t freeze ice cream if you put it in the fridge part, I tried that). I’d like a place with bigger windows and more light so my plants don’t keep dying. I’d also like a place with a front stoop that I can have a beer on during nice days like today because I’m ghetto like that. I’d love a bathtub, since taking baths is one of my favorite hobbies, but I don’t want to go too crazy here! However, I don’t think my finances are in an order that will allow me to pay 1st & last month’s rent any place, let alone a security deposit!

So what have I been doing about this? Fixing up my dollhouse! Yes, years ago I traded Squidney The International Textbook of Surgery, Volume II copyright 1900 by “American and British Authors” for her dollhouse. The textbook is pretty awesome, it’s been handed down through 3 generations of us freaks who enjoy looking at lovely things like elephantiasis of the scrotum
Elephantiasis of the scrotum!

polymastia!
and polymastia!

Anyway, Moth brought the dollhouse with her last weekend, which has been living in her attic since Squidney outgrew it like years ago. I’ve been fixing it up as a jam shack for my Star Wars guys. Currently Lando Calrissian is on electric guitar and Brannigan the cat dude from Doctor Who is playing acoustic guitar. They have a robot servant who serves them plates of rubber roaches (the bugs, not the drugs) and Yoda has teeny little Pixies and Radiohead posters hanging up in his bedroom. I made a modernesque couch out of some foam and wire, and a bed out of balsa sticks. Oh yeah, I got a kit for putting together baby furniture, so the baby stegasaurus sleeps in a black cradle decorated with red pentagrams. THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!!!! Holy crap this is awesome. I painted all the rooms different colors, and even put in a balsa wood floor (it wouldn’t technically be a *hard* wood floor, now would it?) in the kitchen because I couldn’t decide which color to paint it.

Basically, this is how I’m getting out all my living space angst. The dollhouse itself is kind of crappy– it was made out of poorly cut pieces of plywood held together mostly with aging glue. The roof tiles are drawn on in Sharpie, and all the pieces of wood that hold the plastic sheets with window panes printed on them are coming un-glued. However, this is part of its charm. For some reason, i’d rather fix up a weird, falling apart old junker than have a brand new zillion -dollar fancy Victorian gingerbread house… Victorian stuff is so *yawn*.

However, I wouldn’t throw this back in Santa’s face… this is the most fucking awesome dollhouse on earth!

kaleidoscope house
They had one at this shop in Harvard Square a few years ago and I oohed and aahed at it every time I walked by. Apparently they don’t make these anymore and you can only get them on eBay. Alas.

I’ve gotten really into making stuff for the dollhouse– maybe I’ll finally realize my dream and make a doll trailer. I’ve been wanting to make a trailer-shaped dollhouse for little redneck dolls, complete with a car up on bricks and a garden planted in an old tractor tire in the front yard. Maybe one of these days I’ll just do it!

Besides working on the dollhouse I’ve been practicing the bass like a fiend. I can now play the riff from “Daddy Cool” (it’s really not that hard, but so satisfying!) as well as 7 Pixies songs. Go, me!

June 17, 2009 at 4:14 am 1 comment

6 months to create, 20 seconds to destroy…

I’ve been working on this needlepoint project for about 8 years now. It’s from the opening credit sequence from Blake’s 7 because I’m a giant dork:Blake's 7 opening credit x-stitch template
I started it 8 years ago, and put it away for a couple of years and by the time I went to finish it I had lost all the embroidery floss and couldn’t find any colors that matched. So, I started a new one over. I traced the template onto the cloth with markers which showed through because I made a few little mistakes. I figured I’d scrub off the marker with a toothbrush and some soap… but the embroidery floss of course isn’t color-fast and bled all over the place. Luckily, it really only bled into the white that I was doing in the background which I hadn’t gotten very far on. I had to rip all the white out and start again. Alas. Will this thing ever be finished? Maybe someday! My new job is much less interesting to write about than previous jobs. The potential for drama here is pretty much nil, unless you count projectile vomiting and explosive diarrhea as drama.

That was exciting. Is that really all I have to discuss today? Oh, I watched the movie Starship Troopers while Neville was sleeping today. It was pretty amazingly awful. It brought awful to new heights! It was wicked long, too… I missed about half of it since Neville was in a really cranky mood all day and required constant walking around the house (he has to be held every second while you are standing and usually moving around). Let’s see… I only smell mostly like baby barf today!

June 10, 2009 at 2:57 am Leave a comment

Highlights

Let’s see… today was one of those shitty days at work where I seemed to spend a ton of time getting nothing accomplished. However, it was kind of fun because I was delivering flowers with this kid Davey, and we spent the time playing the Anal Car game– where you put the word “anal” in front of the models of cars you see to see if it would make a good porn movie name. yes, it’s juvenile, but it can be hilarious if you’re stuck behind an Anal Explorer or cut off in traffic by the Anal Express.

After work I went with Davey to pick up a drum kit that he had bought. We went back to his place and some of his friends came over and set it up and we sort of jammed (that is, I’m still pretty bad at jamming). It was fun although all of his friends are teenagers and I felt kind of old (he’s 22). His one friend kept saying, “it’s really hot in here. It’s like… the Holocaust!” Ah, kids these days! It was fun, but I’m wicked tired and he lives in Winthrop, which takes forever to get back from (requires riding the bike TO the train, and then taking the bike on 3 different train lines).

On the way back I was carrying my bike down the stairs at Downtown Crossing when thid dude asked me if I needed help. I thanked him, but said no, I could manage. He then launched into this speech about how women are just not as strong as men, and that’s how it will always be. He could carry both of his babies at once, but his wife could only do it one kid at a time. I don’t know where he was from (I’m guessing maybe North Africa?), but it kind of cracked me up. He said he didn’t like “close-minded people”, and by this I think he was referring to chicks who think they can carry their own bikes. I wasn’t quite sure where he was going with this conversation, but then he started talking about how he was going to start a flower business. OK then!

Thursday I went to see the new <i>Star Trek</i> movie, and it was AWESOME!!! I didn’t know what I was expecting, but it was really good. there was enough geekery in it to keep Trekkies amused, but enough of  regular movie to see if you have no clue about Star Trek. I dug it. Rock on.

May 12, 2009 at 3:22 am Leave a comment

World\’s Greatest Dad

Bobcat Goldthwaite is awesome. Seriously. He always was– I still quote his standup occasionally from back in the day–but his latest movie kicks so much ass! It\’s called \”World\’s Greatest Dad\” — it stars Robin Williams (yes the premise was so cool sounding it made me overcome my Robin Williams dislike for a couple of hours) as an unpopular high school poetry teacher with a snotty perverted 15 year old son. The son eventually dies in a bizarre masturbation accident and RW covers it up by making it look like a suicide, writing out a profound suicide note that casts him as an unsung hero in his school. Since RW has always wanted to be a published author, but all of his books have gotten rejected, he really gets off on all the attention and forges a diary that he attributes to his son which makes people love the son all the more…

Basically, it\’s a sick, sick comedy that is AWESOME! It\’s like \”Heathers\” invades \”Dead Poet\’s Society.\” It was shown as part of the Boston Independent Film Festival, so Mr. Goldthwaite was there to introduce the film and answer questions at the end. He\’s still a totally funny guy. It\’s nice that Syracuse has someone on the Syracuse Walk of Fame that is not only cool, but actually from Syracuse! Is that even still there outside the Landmark Theater, because I totally can\’t find anything about it on the innerwebs.

Anyway, go see \”World\’s Greatest Dad\”– it\’s totally funny. Rock on.

April 29, 2009 at 3:41 am Leave a comment

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