Months at a time

So here's my theory on why moths fly towards light: Moths have very short life spans. The luna moth, which I saw in person for the first time a few weeks ago, only lives for a few days. The adult does not eat in this time because it is not equipped with a mouth. The adults try to find each other for some midnight lovin before they die hours later. I can imagine that these few hours are very confusing for moths. They don't really know what they are doing. When it starts to get dark, the moths can't see anymore. They can however see the glimmer of the porch light. If I just emerged for the first time from the primordial sack, and saw a light off in the distance, I would totally crawl toward it. I love how when the moths find the light, they just chill next to it. They must be so pumped that they found light so they can see. This is why I think moths are the best animals, but not the coolest because they are kind of ugly and dirty looking.

Burn them with a lit cigar

I do recall making a solemn oath to post a blog daily for a month and am now coming to terms with the fact I in no way did such. I'm just gonna have to keep rolling, despite my obvious shortcomings as a writer, and a devotee to authorship.

I spent yesterday outside with friends cooking food and admiring the climate. It was a great day of relaxation and a certain remebrance of "how to chill." I think it's good to actually practice chilling in a very real way. Chilling is great and should be seen as something to acheive rather than fall back into. So chill hard amigos.

Animals making noise in the woods.
Don't worry its just a russian dinosaur.
Sending reinforcements, us extra caution.
That was really stupid of me, wow that was stupid.

Missed One

I have failed in posting a blog yesterday. I failed. I did not do it. As recompense I am going to post two "Blogs" today.

I'd like to begin with cats vs. dogs. I actually want to make some sort of documentary that matches these two species up, and analyzes them based on different criteria and then rates them on some strange scale. If a tie happens, it becomes a deathmatch. Because dogs are more aggressive and larger.....oooo wait a minute. We could do chihuahuas versus cats. Deathmatch. In the house. Different camera angles. I'm thinkin something really gritty, David Fincheresque maybe.

On another note, there are too many cat haters out there. I find this hatred to be severly unfounded. I am therefore starting a dog hatred sub culture. Everytime I hear about someone going out and needlessly killing cats, I shall do the same. If people are okay with killing cats, I'm okay with killing dogs. Thats it. I might actually do this.

Resumption a Great Success

Upon the re-arrival to this web address, I find myself bolstered and "at large." This may be in part due to the wonderful night of sleep I received last night after turning on the window a/c unit and cuddling over a fresh set of sheets. As I drifted away I thought of myself smelling the air in a crowded Holiday Inn Express somewhere, maybe somewhere in the Midwest.

And as I entered this restful state,
my mind grew lazy from rain.
And it swung from the backyard tree
enforcing not once the right thing.

(This post is the first in Nate's New explosive series called "EXPERIMENTAL BLOGGIN!")

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May the Blogging Resume

I decided to start "blogging" again. Blogging seems to just be getting cooler and cooler as time goes on so I am now determined to blog everyday for one month. The posts shall vary in length and content but I can assure you that they will be a great read for the whole family.

With that said, we are going to start with strange tales from the life of a pizza delivery boy or just pizzaboy. The current economic downturn (I guess that's what they're calling it now) has made it especially difficult for a recent college graduate to "get paid" as it were, so I resorted to slangin' pies if you will, so I could pay for food, which in turn keeps me alive.

I was minding my own business, dropping off a single medium pizza to apartments on Oakland and Sycamore, when I got heckled. I didn't realize this was possible until I delivered pizzas. People definitely heckle sometimes. This woman yelled at me, "I know that ain't no pizza up in that box?" I responded, "actually it is." She then yelled back, " Whoever ordered that pizza needs to get their ass kicked. That ain't no pizza, that looks like a snack."

I ignored this strange person and delivered my pizza. I got back in the car and thought, "She's kinda right I guess."

I'm a Stupid Generalist

I’ve stated this many times to my friends and family that the one aspect about my personality that I have always been frustrated by is my lack of specific interest or skill. Since a kid I have always been pretty good at everything, not great, but just okay. In a negative way, our culture has taught us that we must be great at something. I don’t think that this only comes from our culture, but I believe it is something deep seeded within humanity. My good friend Peter and I often discuss the idea that we have always felt the need, or the desire to do something great within our lifetime. Like most of us Peter thought his life was leading up to a single point of ultimate glory. That something great not only in his own eyes or the eyes of God, but in the eyes of others would be achieved. I’ll go into where this idea comes a little later. So being somehow instilled with this idea has always frustrated since it’s been so difficult to find something that I feel I am really good at. I’ve always wondered if there is one skill in life that I have never explored yet if I had, I would have had the most natural proficiency at it. What if I would have been the best bocce player all time, yet I had never taken the time to try it. We could also think about with all people throughout all of history. Maybe if basketball had been around in the Middle Ages, Pope Urban II might have been the first Michael Jordan. These thoughts aside, being a generalist, as I have now found it to be called, it’s always been easy for me to fit in with different groups of people. Since I have general knowledge about most topics, I can easily engage in conversation with specialists in most fields of interest. I have therefore begun to realize the significance of being this way. However, in the world we live in, we must do something to allow us to sustain our own lives. In the earliest societies it was necessary to have a specific vocation, and that was surviving. Since no one else was going to provide sustenance for you, you had to do it yourself. As societies progressed, more and more possibilities for interest emerged, because more and more people were available to do a set number of tasks. If you were the only person on earth, you would have to seek food for yourself. If there were only two of you on earth, the other person could seek food for the both of you, while you could pursue something else. At this point in our existence, there is an infinite possibility for different pursuits.[1] So if I am a generalist, and there are infinite subjects to pursue, how can I manifest that into a way to survive, or live off of. Somehow I will have to choose something specific, but I think certain professions allow for this sort of eclecticism. I think the broadest category has to be the arts. Within each discipline of art it is possible to draw from every category of life. A painter can add text, color, images and texture. It can be something physical to interact with. I writer can discuss any topic of life that he wishes. However, film has to be the ultimate media, because of the ability for it to convey infinite ideas, in the most ways. You could say that other arts engage more of the senses. Food as an art engages to most: sight, taste, touch, smell, and occasionally hearing. But food can only convey a small set of ideas directly. Sure food can illicit the imagination in ways that other things can’t but as far as direct concepts, it is limited. This said, how should we now approach film? It is hard to argue that we should only engage in this type of media from now on. There is something beautiful about live drama that film cannot capture. There is nothing like looking at the still image of a photograph. We all understand the significance of every minute aspect of life, but the full significance of film has not yet been understood.

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[1] Reality has become more ambiguous than ever before for this reason. When your only task was finding a way to survive, there was no time for contemplation of your own existence. You knew you existed, and you attempted to maintain this. The greatest shift from this perspective occurred at with the industrial revolution. Automation allowed the ability for us to have more free time. This brought a disconnection with nature, because we were no longer in direct contact with it. I think this is where a lot of philosophers, namely atheists go wrong because in a certain sense they attempt to deny reality. The truth is that something exists, and we therefore must engage with it.

Strangers

Upon the obstruction of the late night
bar scenes, the blasting silent trophy queens
with their greens eye lit by the north
face, a surly outer garment charged
with a specific embroidered margin of beer.
The drums and violas of the past,
ringing in the ears of the dawn, the daybreak,
as the bleak train station wheels roll past,
the majestic crown of a thousand nasty,
blanketed drones of this world we do not
yet know. When will these outhouse, tab closing
times finish...for only then will His mysteries be
laid rotten at our feet. These measly tireless
steps in the blank darkness of Arkansas.

Top Ten

The following is a list of what I consider to be the top ten albums of 2007. Respond or retaliate as you see fit.

1.) Spoon "GaGaGaGaGa"-If you liked any of Spoon's previous records, you most likely appreciated this one. The first time I sat down and listened to this record, I felt like I completely understood it. Upon further listening there is still stuff to pick up on every time. I really loved this. SONGS: Don't You Evah, You Got Yr. Cherry Bomb

2.) The Shins "Wincing the Night Away"- Whether or not you think this album is better than "Chutes Too Narrow," it's still one of the best of the year. I saw them in Denver just after the release of this record. I went to the show alone, and was blown away. I could listen to this album all day. SONGS: Girl Sailor, Turn On Me, Phantom Limb

3.) Menomena "Friend & Foe"- One of the most unique albums I put on here. I'd never heard anything quite like this when I bought the album. SONGS: Rotten Hell, Muscle'n Flow

4.) Lupe Fiasco "The Cool"- With the expected release date of Dec. 18th, this album will make Lu a superstar. This is potentially the best hip-hop album I have ever heard. He is one of the best lyricists period. Soundtrakk's production is flawless, and Lu's thematic narrative is something new to the genre. SONGS: Dumb It Down, Go Go Gadget Flow, Little Weapon

5.) Foo Fighters "Echoes, Silence, Patience, and Grace"- The newest release from my favorite band of all time is one their best in a few years. With disappointing releases in "One by One" and "In Your Honor" this album hearkens back to the early days of the Foo. Dave Grohl rocks it out for the 7th time. I woke up at 4am to get tickets to their show on Jan. 28. I actually cannot wait.
SONGS: The Pretender, Long Road To Ruin, But Honestly

6.) Kanye West "Graduation"- Another amazing record from Mr. West. With appearances by T-Pain, Chris Martin, and Lil' Wayne, this album is nonstop action. I listened to this straight for a week. SONGS: Barry Bonds, Homecoming, Champion

7.) Band of Horses "Cease to Begin"- If you have not gotten into these guys yet, you need to. This album so so delicate and perfect. SONGS: Is There A Ghost, Detlef Schrempf, The General Specific

8.) Feist "The Reminder"- This album is totally great. Leslie Feist follows her last album with one that is potentially better. Great for the Christmas season too. SONGS: I Feel It All, Brandy Alexander, One Two Three Four

9.) The White Stripes "Icky Thump"- I hadn't always given These guys any credit, but when I heard this album, I was blown away. The title track is one of the best of all time. Their inventive use of new instruments is amazing. A true rock album. SONGS: Icky Thump, Conquest, Little Cream Soda

10.) Kevin Drew "Spirit If..."- Co-founder of Broken Social Scene Kevin Drew, breaks away to create his own sound. Although a lot like BSS, Drew's sound is unique on it's own. With help from Pavement, Metric, and Dinosaur Jr., this record rocks. SONGS: Farewell to Pressure Kids, When It Begins

Cervantes Was Wrong About Everything

Here's an adecedarian I wrote the other day.

About what I said before about the
Breakneck speed of my all white, exploding,
Catastrophic, glorious hunk of metal. She’s my
Dulcinea, or was it Rocinante that he rode all night,
Ever-questing across the deserts, upon his
Fair steed? Regardless she’s got the horsepower, the
Giddy up, of a thousand stallions, especially when I
Hit the gas, step on it, kick my spurs into the floorboards.
It impresses people when they hear her bellow from the
Jet streams of tar and soot of her hindquarters, the
K&N air recycler pushing us across the plains of
La Mancha, across town to the next party, the
Mandatory fiesta of the week. Chivalry is
Not dead. My roommates came home with an
Ordinary new girl every night, spending the
Pleasant evenings locked away. I’m the Don
Quijote of this great place, taught to me by the many
Romantic movies I watch, I learn the pick-up moves, the
Smooth talk that all the pretty plastic chicas swoon for.
Tomorrow I’m trying on some new armor that
Undoubtedly will help me get a better transaction
Verifying, castle storming, 401K stock option,
Windmill chasing career they sent me a
Xeroxed copy about. I just hope I’m not too over-
Zealous about the whole thing.

Dwelling

I've been absent from this blog for quite some time now. When I realized it was finally November, I thought it would be a good idea to get on here and throw down with everything. It's getting nice and chilly outside. The fireplace in my house has been burning lately. We've gathered some wood from the forest and stacked it on our porch. Some nights I sit and read by the fire. Other nights I sleep next to it trying to stay warm. Then I just stare at somedays. I heard that the reason fires are so engaging to us, is that they engage 4 out of our 5 senses. Everything but taste. I don't have much else to say at this point. Everything is rad though. I wrote a poem the other day. This is it. Its about ugly, poorly built buildings. I don't really write poetry but here it is.

I drive at night along the black new streets.
My eyes see things the darkness cannot hide.
The droves of spacious lofts how soon applied,
destroy my land (my place) yet still complete
the function that all housing needs to serve:
to make a place for families to stay warm.
But often these monstrosities perform
a darker function that we don’t deserve.
They steal the life from children and from men
The end of time has started once again.

Fudgenuckers.

The other day somebody this word and I laughed. I used to say it a lot when I was a kid and had completely forgotten it. Today I watched college football with a bunch of dudes. I hadn't had any genuine dude time in awhile, and it was just what the doctor ordered. I love all of my guy friends and I wish I hung out with them more. We are all somewhat dis-jounted from each other right now, so its kinda hard to make time. There is no real substitute for chillin with the homeboys, drinking a few brews, and making jokes. Today I realized that I have an addiction to mindless activities. Sometimes I really feel the need to do things that requires hand-eye coordination. Throwing darts and playing FIFA soccer, are the 2 I usually resort to. Where some people have coffee addictions and what not, I have to do something with my hands that requires some concentration. These things force you to concentrate, but at the same time you realize they are meaningless, so when you mess up, it's no big deal. Another thing I figured out today was that I don't like listening to an iPod on campus. I feel like I can't grasp my surroundings fully, and this is very disorienting. It basically simulates deafness, and the idea of that frightens me. I'm gonna get in my bed right now and read some Harry Potter...I'm over it.

Bassmaster Classic in Chenal

Sam Slaton battling the biggest fish in West Little Rock.

The Importance of Dislike

Discovering things you dislike, can often lead to a better understanding of yourself. Americans tend to tolerate a lot of mediocrity, and I think it is important to give logical reasons for not liking things. Too many TV shoes today are simply not quality, and recognizing things like that for yourself is great. Most people usually pass things off as just "ok" or actually find themselves liking things that are terrible. I usually tend to force my dislikes on others, but coming up with your own is the best way. For me, part of it is bashing the things that everyone else likes, just to feel a sense of seperation from the general public, but it is also good to enjoy things that everyone else does. For instance, when Napoleon Dynamite came out, everyone touted it as this hilarious, great movie. Of course I was skeptical, and by the time I saw it, it had already made it's way to the freshman P.A. kids who yelled "gimme your tots" through the hallways at school. After watching it though, I really had to agree with everyone else that it was a hilarious movie. Part of it connected a little deeper with me too, since the film took place in my home state of Idaho. Some things are genuinely good, and you have to listen to others. I recently watched The Godfather trilogy for the first time, and concluded like everyone else that these were great movies.

Realizing things that are bad is much more important however. Sometimes there can be a lot of pressure to enjoy certain things, when the unique person you are might not have any reason to do so. The other day I was talking about wine and how I couldn't really figure it out. I felt like somehow, somewhere, someone created a law that said you must like wine. I forced myself to drink it and tried to convince myself that I liked it. One day my brother goes, "you know you don't have to like wine." Immediately I responded, "yeah....who ever said you had to like wine?" Since then I haven't tried to drink it and it's been great. On job applications and when meeting new people, rather than asking for interests or hobbies, they should ask for dislikes. You can put down anything for hobbies and people will believe you. Everyone always puts, "I like going to the lake, the outdoors, and music." Who doesn't like these things? If instead you said, "I hate chocolate ice cream, the Simpsons, and abortion," you've said much more about yourself. You should find things you hate and stick to them, unless someone has the skills to convince you otherwise.

Magic Swirlin' Ship

I've been relating with these words lately.


I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.

If you wanna go places or see things, we should talk. Call me and we'll explore this wonderful place.

Watchmen

Do you wanna know what you should do right now? You should go read this graphic novel.

Did you ever wish that you had read Sin City or 300 before they became movies? To have read anything before it becomes a movie, I think is something to aspire to. Now is your chance to go out and maybe step into a new realm...the realm of comics. I recently took such a step last semester under the apprenticeship of my dear friend Kevin. Comics is one of those things, that if you want to get into them, you kind of need a guide. I've been reading the latest series in Uncanny X-Men, The Rise and Fall of the Shi'ar Empire. I can't tell you how fun it's been to really read these things seriously, and dare I say it...tap into my geeky side. Embracing the nerdyness is the only way to live. Anyway, I've really started enjoying comics, and I think you should too. Watchmen is a great piece of literature, and I think it should be more greatly appreciated. They are now in the pre-production process for the film, a process that has been in the works since the late 1980's. The author, Alan Moore, is one of comics all time great writers. He is also known for writing V for Vendetta, which brings up an interesting point. V was written 1982 and then made into a movie in 2006. The movie follows the book extremely closely, as Moore had originally written it. When the movie was made, many were claiming that this film was a critique on the Bush administration. If they had only known that this story was conceived during the Reagan administration....Anyway, the movie is gonna be rad whenever it comes out, so you should read the book now. Kevin gets all the credit here...

Sputterings

First of all, I'd like to give props to Chelsea for winning the FA Cup. I'm a novice soccer fan, but Drogba's goal in the 116th minute was exceptionally fun to see. I love soccer and am so glad we have the FSC channel here at home. I always hated soccer growing up, but with the World Cup going on last summer, I got really interested. It's very soothing to watch, almost as soothing as Jeopardy. I've been watching a lot of the NBA playoffs as well, and I must say the Spurs are playing too good for anyone to beat them. I don't like them much.... I can't handle Parker's floaters, Ginobli's foul drawing drives, or Bowen's dirty play. I wanted to see Phoenix on to the end, but that wasn't meant to be.
I'm not a huge horror movie fan, but last night I saw 28 weeks later. I was a big fan of the first film, and this one possibly outdid it. Both films are exceptionally edited, and director Juan Carlos Fresnadillo definitely carried on the torch for the series. The thing I love about both of these films, is that they are frightening, yet tolerable. Since the acting is superb, and the gore is somewhat timid, there are minimal opportunities for cheesiness. The rule of thumb for scary movies, as exemplified by Hitchcock, is less is more. The more you leave to the imagination, the more powerful the film ends up being. I'll sight M. Night Shyamalan in this area as well. Granted 28 Weeks Later is still fairly gory, a lot of it is blurred by the stunning use of the handheld digital cameras. If you want a good scare, but still want to be able to go to sleep at night, I highly recommend this film.
I recently went on a cruise to Costa Maya and Cozumel. It was extremely intense and fun, yet strangely exhausting. I feel like I wouldn't want to go on another cruise for about 5 years. There is something about being on a boat for 5 days that is a little odd. The cheesiness of everything on the boat was a little much for me to handle as well. There were tons of strange people on this boat. I sang Miami by one of my favorite artists Will Smith one night at Karaoke. The crowd loved it. Matt took a video of it. Ok I'm gonna stop writing right now.

Mere Hours

remain before I jump in my driving car, and head east, stopping only to refill my tank, both gasolinic and digestive. I million things used to lie in front of me, and they have dwindled to a few, only to propogate a million other things which shall soon fall away behind me.

Mailbox: a Free Burrito at your neighborhood imitation place. I think the only thing authentic about this place is it's inauthenticity. Orange cans make it hard to drive. Dumptrucks, interchanges, detours. Oh to drive at a constant speed for more than 10 seconds. I hope my car doesn't hyperventilate on the way home. My AC is broke. I might burn alive. I seem to recount a certain tale I heard from arig101. Inopperable AC, DDR with DJ sammy, towelhead, redbulls. This post makes little to no senses.

In the words of Pete, "Let's start an emo and name it suicidal rhapsody."

Knife in the Water

If you want to know why Roman Polanski is brilliant, please watch this movie. I revisited it recently and its subtlety blew me away even more than the first time I encountered it. I also regained my crush for the lead actress, Jolanta Umecka. For more Polanski brilliance, watch Chinatown.

Ticket Stubs

I've never considered myself an avid concert goer, and this list proves it. In the past I usually only went to concerts when it was convenient for me, or if a lot of my friends were going. I often ended up at concerts that I had little interest in, which left me somewhat dissappointed in the whole live music scene. Living in Arkansas also hampers one's ability to see a variety of different artists. Here is a list as best I could remember of concerts I have attended, in chronological order starting with the earliest. I also included the location. This list does not include small venue shows like BDS or Ultimate Fakebook. Please laugh at this.

The Steve Miller Band //Pullman, WA
Blues Traveler //Little Rock, AR
Everclear //Little Rock, AR
The String Cheese Incident //Little Rock, AR
Widespread Panic //Little Rock, AR
James Brown //Little Rock, AR
Hootie and the Blowfish //Little Rock, AR
Collective Soul //Little Rock, AR
Further Seems Forever //Little Rock, AR
Third Eye Blind //Nashville, TN
Cheap Trick //Milwaukee, WI
Eve 6 //Milwaukee, WI
Ben Folds //Milwaukee, WI
Foo Fighters //Milwaukee, WI
Better Than Ezra //Fayetteville, AR
Jimmy Eat World //Conway, AR
Bone Thugs 'n Harmony //Fayetteville, AR
Gin Blossoms //Fayetteville, AR
Ben Kweller //Fayetteville, AR
Phantom Planet //Fayetteville, AR
Lucero //Fayetteville, AR
Regina Spektor //Dallas, TX
Camera Obscura //Denver, CO
The Shins //Denver, CO
Ratatat //Denver, CO
Brazilian Girls //Denver, CO

A Chilean Phone Call

Today I was sitting at my desk, listening to a sermon online. We interns share the responsibility of answering the phone when it rings. Julianne, who sits next to me, got my attention with a wave. She obviously had someone on the line, as she was holding the phone to her shoulder. The minute I took my headphones off, she yelled to me saying that she could not understand what was being said to her over the phone. She said she wasn't sure if it wa Spanish or Asian. I made it a quick point to inform her that Asian is not a language. She said she was going to transfer the call over to me, but I was not interested in babbling with someone in an unknown language. My phone started to ring, and reluctantly I picked it up. I realized pretty quickly that what I heard was Spanish, or at least some form of it. His name was Jose Sanchez and he was calling from Chile. His accent was very extreme however, and I think that's why Julianne had such a hard time understanding him. I think I often underestimate my ability to speak Spanish. I immediately understood most of what he was saying and was able to tell him that we have a guy here in the office who is from Guatemala, and he would be happy to talk a little more intelligently with him than I could. I was then informed that Randy was out of the office today. I asked for his phone # and he rattled it off to me in Spanish. I'm terrible with the large numbers. I think I got the right # from him and told him that Randy would be giving him a call soon. I hung up the phone very satisfied with a situation in which it was necessary to use Spanish.