last blog

this is my last blog entry and i am really cutting it close. all in all, the only hard part about this project was having to remember to update it. well, that and the fact that I didn't always know what to write.
This is one of those times. Think about it, this is my last blog and I am practically left speechless. I could always comment on the music I am listening to.
Right now, Possum by Phish just came on. Hell yea. It is a live version from 11/20/98 off the Hampton Comes Alive album...which is 2 shows and a total of 6 discs. For a Phish fan, it is an absolute must to have this album. This version of Possum is real tight and played so well. It is over 10 minutes long, but the jam session in the middle is so on that it does not matter how long the song is.

There is a picture on my wall from this summer. On on side, me, Steve, and Dan are leaning back laughing. We're at some train tracks in Barnstable Village and it is about midnight. On the other side of the picture is Sketchy Ben poking his head in and giving us all the finger.
People always ask me who the kid on the side is. I explain, "Oh, that's just Sketchy Ben." People always respond with how much sense that makes.
The summer is coming up pretty fast. What do we have left? Like 30-some odd days before finals are over? Finals are going to kill me...especially ECN 203. That class is just no fun at all.

i had a crazy weird dream last night, i dreamt i was a super hero, but i couldnt fly. i was super fast and super strong, i was ridiculous. so we were hanging out in a mall and all of a sudden people came in wearing black masks and shot guns and they were screaming their demands at us. they yelled and started shooting people at random, then the building started to collapse, like in that californiacation video. i realized that i could do something while the building was caving in, i used my speed to get everyone out of the building.
those left standing will make millions writing books on the way it should have been, she called out a warning, dont ever let life pass you by.
alright, that last line just came from the Incubus song I was listening to. Now it's some Dispatch. iTunes is the best with the random feature, but I would never buy the new iPod Random because I like to choose what i want to listen to some of the time. They say life is random, which is true, but it doesn't always have to be.

this blog

Supposedly I need three sentences and three paragraphs. Today I really have nothing to say. I will just fill space.
Wow, I'm on my second paragraph. This is a breeze. Now I am a third of the way done.
On the last, final run. Can you count down? 5....4...3...2...1. And, done.

For my WRT 205 class, I need to write a paper about pop culture. Because everyone in the class is writing about current pop culture, my paper is going to be about the soundtrack to the 1969 Dennis Hopper film Easy Rider. Why stick with the norm?
In particular, my main focus will either be on how a generation effects the music that it produces or how the music of a generation effects the people. The generation that I am focusing on is the baby-boomers during the late 1960s to mid 1970s. It appears that the music that was put out by a few, but the social, political, life-choice ideas where adopted by many.
For my paper, I will be using the film Easy Rider, the soundtrack, an excellent book about Hollywood in the 1960s, and multiple artist, album, and movie reviews. This is a paper that will interest those that are curious abouth political and social movements through music. I'm definitely excited to begin research on it and to start writing.

mOVIE

Every once in a while I am introduced to an amazing movie andI find out that writer/director Quentin Tarantino. Today, I watched True Romance, which was written by Tarantino and directed by Tony Scott in 1993. Impressive.
The title, True Romance, is highly misleading. Primarily, I found myself skeptical because I expected the film to be no more than a "chick flick." Somehow the film is about true romance, in a wierd, sadistic way.
Clarence, played by Christian Slater, falls in love with a hooker named Alabama and they are soon married. After speaking with an hallucination of Elvis, Val Kilmer, Clarence realizes that he must kill Alabama's pimp, Gary Oldman. Defying the odds, Clarence succeeds in killing the pimp and ends up with $500,000 worth of high-grade, low-cut cocaine and plans to sell it in Los Angeles for $200,000. With a group or Sicilian gangsters and the cops after him, Clarence learns the meaning of true romance.

Don't tell me it's over...

After this week, I would like to motion for Spring Break to continue for another week. Before coming home, I was a little skeptical and had wanted to go to somewhere warm. As was not the case, I've been having an amazing time on Cape hanging out with all my friends and catching up since we've all been away. What disappoints me is the fact that my brother, who is a freshman at Marist College, arrived home two days ago. I would definitely have liked to be able to spend more time with him.
Since I have been home, I have been doing work for my dad to make some extra money to bring back to college. In my basement, I sealed the floor with concrete sealant paint and put up a ceiling in the exercise room. The fact that I was able to complete these jobs gives me a real sense of satisfaction and accomplishment; I don't feel like I wasted my break.
On the other hand, this break has also been full of fun and games. The social scene on Cape has been great and there has been something to do nearly every night. As for the days, even though the ground is still covered in partially in snow and mostly in mud, I played disc (frisbee golf) today with some friends. Burgess Park is located directly outside of my neighborhood and they have a phenomenal 18-hole disc golf course spread out through the woods. Each hole is rated between pars 3-5. Going to school in Syracuse does not allow many opportunities for outdoor activities, besides snowboarding (still, the mountains suck up in CNY). It just feels good to have spent a few hours outside rather than cooped up inside avoiding the harsh 'Cuse winter.
I do have one rant, I can't even count how many people have been bugging me about how 'Cuse lost to UVM. Friends, parents, random adults that I know, people I met at parties... Everyone around here loves UVM, but I don't need to keep hearing how they beat my school.