saltonsea

A recent set reminded me of my copy of the movie, which i love so much. So i watched it agan.
I've loved this story since i first read the books. Needless to say i shrieked an un-manly shriek, when i first saw the trailer. And since it had been 20 years since the last one was made, and 15 years from then to when the story was completed, i cannot overstate the anticipation.
There is no single character in fiction, that i admire more, than the one above. Very honest and forthright in his convictions. Incredibly intelligent. Yet flawed, as any other human. But the best part about him, is that he recognizes those flaws, but in no way tries to change himself to suit the comfort of others. He is what he is....and he accepts it.
It would be an annoying characteristic for those who do wrong....but he is on the right side. He has his personal goals...but they intertwine, and are part of, a motive towards the greater good of all.

I can't really watch this movie too often...as it gets my juices flowing at an alarming rate.
It may not appear so, due to the "laissez-faire" attitude i regularly display...
but i am a political mind.
One with seriously deep and fiery convictions. But I do not align myself to any particular party, as i believe concatenation with a single political entity, is the quickest way to comprimise your integrity and beliefs.
However, i do reguard some political factions to be more ludicrous than others. *cough*republican*cough*
In conclusion.....I love the idea of revolution.

Plus.....i am left-handed. We are crazy by nature.

That little spewing above was building up all week, as the lovely technological gumball machine i call my computer, decided to consistently log me out every 10th of a second. So i haven't been able to annoy you with my ramblings lately.
Other than that....for the last week i have been receding into an insanity, that feels like a drug-fueled abyss. Due to exaustion mostly.
I have been sleeping weird hours and a lot of things have been happening all at once.
Jobs, long photo touch-up sessions, getting down to the final week of adventure preparation, and of course the many obligatory hanging out with friends before i take off. I feel out of my mind.
You know when you are looking all over for your keys, and then you figure out they are in your fucking hand....well it's like that. But all the time.
My brain is the physical version of the music in Iggy Pop's 'Nightclubbing'
So in honest truth....i couldn't tell you what is going on, because i don't remember the majority of it.
I am not myself these days. I am the walrus.

+ 30 by 12 ft. canvass and lots of paint
+ no longer sleeping on a couch, situated in a friend's living room, who has a penchant for loud sex
+ a good refreshing sleep
+ la gatito espaol
+ a good refreshing sleep with la gatito espaol
+ more photo equipment
+ a full day of playing Tetris
+ a revelation
+ a lollipop
+ to leave this town
+ good luck
+ to go to california....but i won't
+ the abolition of licorice

My friend got back from Vegas tonight.....she stayed at Treasure Island.
I was supposed to be getting married there 13 days from now.
the world is strange.

My father calling me, to tell me about hiking the trail i advised him was a terrible choice, and saying that,
"it was an experience he will always remember.......remember never to do again."
Say what you will.....but i LOVE being right.....