Shit, my posts are getting longer and longer... I hope ridiculously long posts don't bother you people, but I pretty much spill whatever's in my head at any given time, and type it up. That's how it goes. Sorry in advance if reading isn't your thing... (Then again, if reading isn't your thing, then perhaps you shouldn't be on the internet in the first place...) Ah well.
Last night, I decided to say "fuck it" and stay up all night. I have no idea why I have such ridiculous insomnia, but I do, and oh well. I think I passed out sometime around nine or ten this morning. All I remember was standing outside on the front porch smoking a cigarette, staring aimlessly at the sky, thinking how cool it was that I can see each individual leaf in each tree now that I'm sporting glasses and can see things I couldn't before.
I also remember feeling like my head weighed more than my entire body and that I probably should go lay down before I fell down.
Anyway, I just woke up maybe two, three hours ago, and I've been in the room next to this one the whole time, listening to music and reading skateboard magazines, trying anything to keep me from coming into this room and fucking about on the computer... As you can obviously see, this wonderful electrical/mechanical source of entertainment, this collection of silicon and wires has won out once again.
On the topic of skateboard magazines, I was reading an interview with Jerry Hsu in some old magazine that I forgot I had. It was pretty interesting. It made me want to go skate right now, or if nothing else, go photograph someone else skating. It was sandwiched in my pile of magazines, between some graphic design mag ("Print") and some Vogue-type fashion magazine I got from the "strip pile" at work. (For those people out there who don't happen to work in a bookstore, the "strip pile" is the pile of magazines waiting to have their covers ripped off, or "stripped", which will be sent back to the publisher/distributor at the end of the month. The actual magazine gets thrown away, or you can keep it. It doesn't really matter what happens to the actual magazine. The cover with its barcode UPC code is all that really matters.) The magazines I do buy tend to stay in reasonably good condition, covers and all. The strips I get... They're pretty much trash before I even get home, but I do like to read everything I can get my hands on, so... Whether it's the Girl/Chocolate skateboard team heading to Barcelona, the fall collections from Balenciaga and Yves Saint Laurent, remasters and reissues of old Iggy Pop albums, or the new breakthrough scientific applications of plastics for medical use in cardiovascular surgery... It's all interesting to me. Breeding selective strains of Betta fish. Increasing turbo PSI pressure and rebuilding an inline-4-cylinder Honda engine to shave a second or two off of your quarter-mile time. Race relations. Governmental cover-ups. Places to vacation in Europe for the equivalent of forty American dollars a day. How to make your own biscotti. The technical specifications and games coming out for both XBox 360 and PS3. How to hack into and play around with the computerized bridal registries in major department store chains. Short stories. Yoga tips. Home theater enthusiast stuff.
Yep. Pretty much everything interests me in some way, shape, or form nowadays. It makes it hard to pick any one thing to be into at any given time, but suffice it to say that art, music, films, literature, and skateboarding will be at the top of this list for a while...
(I really wish I didn't use words like "nowadays", it makes me feel like I've been absorbed into the culture that is the Southern United States, but I honestly can't think of any other way to put it, aside from "nowadays". "Nowadays" is right up there with "y'all" and "whatchya doin'" as far as I'm concerned.)
Think I'm going to go downtown and skate for a little while. I went downtown with this guy from work a few days ago, to skate. I burned him some skate videos on a whim a while back, and recently, my roommate Jason gave/sold his old complete board setup to this guy, and he's been all about it ever since. He seems like he's actually getting into it, making an effort, as opposed to someone who simply pushes around, as you fall over and over trying to do anything. He's right there with you the whole time, taking the falls just as hard as you do, which is kind of cool to me. The other night, while we were skating downtown, he tried to do an ollie or something-or-other and ended up jumping up, popping the board, but then coming down right on the tiniest little edge of the nose of the board and the entire deck jumped up and smashed him in the lip. He was bleeding for a few minutes, and he told me later that his lip was swollen the entire next day, but he decided to try to learn ollies in the grass first and it's working out much, much easier now. He says that, now, when he watches those same skate videos, he's seeing everything from a different perspective, he's looking at everything... Foot placement, body position, when to crouch, when to jump, when to pop, flick, kick...
I was just like, "that's fucking awesome". That's how I was when I started. My friends were into it, so I started doing it. Somewhere along the way, I ended up breaking the tiny little bones on the outer edge of my left foot, and opting not to go with surgery, they're still fucked up to this day. Every once in a great while, I'll wake up and it's so painful that I fall down as soon as I stand up, but this itself only lasts for maybe half an hour, and only happens maybe once every two months, so it's all good. I liken it to the same inconvenience that elderly people have with artiritis. Yeah it sucks, and no it's not going away anytime soon, but it's not THAT big a deal, and it's something you can live with. I can still skate with no problems, and I can still walk. If you chase me, chances are, I'm still probably going to be able to run away from your ass. I might be out of breath afterwards, but that's because of cigarettes, not my foot.
In any case, it's worth it.
Leaving it at that, I can't think to say anything else for the moment. At some point this evening/morning I'm going to check out the DVD I bought last night, "The Work of Director Anton Corbijn". There's going to be a whole bunch of Depeche Mode-y goodness up in this house later...
Oh, and that Radiohead DVD from some show they did in London back in 94, I believe. That should be nice as well.
Cheers.
-Chris-
Last night, I decided to say "fuck it" and stay up all night. I have no idea why I have such ridiculous insomnia, but I do, and oh well. I think I passed out sometime around nine or ten this morning. All I remember was standing outside on the front porch smoking a cigarette, staring aimlessly at the sky, thinking how cool it was that I can see each individual leaf in each tree now that I'm sporting glasses and can see things I couldn't before.
I also remember feeling like my head weighed more than my entire body and that I probably should go lay down before I fell down.
Anyway, I just woke up maybe two, three hours ago, and I've been in the room next to this one the whole time, listening to music and reading skateboard magazines, trying anything to keep me from coming into this room and fucking about on the computer... As you can obviously see, this wonderful electrical/mechanical source of entertainment, this collection of silicon and wires has won out once again.
On the topic of skateboard magazines, I was reading an interview with Jerry Hsu in some old magazine that I forgot I had. It was pretty interesting. It made me want to go skate right now, or if nothing else, go photograph someone else skating. It was sandwiched in my pile of magazines, between some graphic design mag ("Print") and some Vogue-type fashion magazine I got from the "strip pile" at work. (For those people out there who don't happen to work in a bookstore, the "strip pile" is the pile of magazines waiting to have their covers ripped off, or "stripped", which will be sent back to the publisher/distributor at the end of the month. The actual magazine gets thrown away, or you can keep it. It doesn't really matter what happens to the actual magazine. The cover with its barcode UPC code is all that really matters.) The magazines I do buy tend to stay in reasonably good condition, covers and all. The strips I get... They're pretty much trash before I even get home, but I do like to read everything I can get my hands on, so... Whether it's the Girl/Chocolate skateboard team heading to Barcelona, the fall collections from Balenciaga and Yves Saint Laurent, remasters and reissues of old Iggy Pop albums, or the new breakthrough scientific applications of plastics for medical use in cardiovascular surgery... It's all interesting to me. Breeding selective strains of Betta fish. Increasing turbo PSI pressure and rebuilding an inline-4-cylinder Honda engine to shave a second or two off of your quarter-mile time. Race relations. Governmental cover-ups. Places to vacation in Europe for the equivalent of forty American dollars a day. How to make your own biscotti. The technical specifications and games coming out for both XBox 360 and PS3. How to hack into and play around with the computerized bridal registries in major department store chains. Short stories. Yoga tips. Home theater enthusiast stuff.
Yep. Pretty much everything interests me in some way, shape, or form nowadays. It makes it hard to pick any one thing to be into at any given time, but suffice it to say that art, music, films, literature, and skateboarding will be at the top of this list for a while...
(I really wish I didn't use words like "nowadays", it makes me feel like I've been absorbed into the culture that is the Southern United States, but I honestly can't think of any other way to put it, aside from "nowadays". "Nowadays" is right up there with "y'all" and "whatchya doin'" as far as I'm concerned.)
Think I'm going to go downtown and skate for a little while. I went downtown with this guy from work a few days ago, to skate. I burned him some skate videos on a whim a while back, and recently, my roommate Jason gave/sold his old complete board setup to this guy, and he's been all about it ever since. He seems like he's actually getting into it, making an effort, as opposed to someone who simply pushes around, as you fall over and over trying to do anything. He's right there with you the whole time, taking the falls just as hard as you do, which is kind of cool to me. The other night, while we were skating downtown, he tried to do an ollie or something-or-other and ended up jumping up, popping the board, but then coming down right on the tiniest little edge of the nose of the board and the entire deck jumped up and smashed him in the lip. He was bleeding for a few minutes, and he told me later that his lip was swollen the entire next day, but he decided to try to learn ollies in the grass first and it's working out much, much easier now. He says that, now, when he watches those same skate videos, he's seeing everything from a different perspective, he's looking at everything... Foot placement, body position, when to crouch, when to jump, when to pop, flick, kick...
I was just like, "that's fucking awesome". That's how I was when I started. My friends were into it, so I started doing it. Somewhere along the way, I ended up breaking the tiny little bones on the outer edge of my left foot, and opting not to go with surgery, they're still fucked up to this day. Every once in a great while, I'll wake up and it's so painful that I fall down as soon as I stand up, but this itself only lasts for maybe half an hour, and only happens maybe once every two months, so it's all good. I liken it to the same inconvenience that elderly people have with artiritis. Yeah it sucks, and no it's not going away anytime soon, but it's not THAT big a deal, and it's something you can live with. I can still skate with no problems, and I can still walk. If you chase me, chances are, I'm still probably going to be able to run away from your ass. I might be out of breath afterwards, but that's because of cigarettes, not my foot.
In any case, it's worth it.
Leaving it at that, I can't think to say anything else for the moment. At some point this evening/morning I'm going to check out the DVD I bought last night, "The Work of Director Anton Corbijn". There's going to be a whole bunch of Depeche Mode-y goodness up in this house later...
Oh, and that Radiohead DVD from some show they did in London back in 94, I believe. That should be nice as well.
Cheers.
-Chris-
I am confessing that I stay up all night more often than I should..on the internet of course!!
You mention almost everything interests you nowadays (ha) etc...I am the opposite...just going through a depressive/hibernating/invisible spell at present..or so I am telling myself.
Just the way the pendulum is swinging I suppose.
"When Blacklamb was in Egypt's land...let my Blacklamb go" hahaha
Wish I could skate but I suck at it !