
not much else to say. just watch the "Telephone" video and tell me its not horrible. i dare you...
The world is a comedy to those that think and a tragedy to those that feel.
This is the only way to make a blog comeback. After a brief hiatus, I'm back. These are not up for discussion. Please feel free to post your own
9. The Lord of The Rings : Two Towers (2002)
8. Children of Men (2006)
7. The Proposition (2005)
6. Gladiator (2000)
5. City of God (2003)
4. Mystic River (2003)
3. District 9 (2009)
2. Traffic (2000)
1. No Country For Old Men ( 2007)
My Top Ten Favorite :
10. A Beautiful Mind ( 2001)
9. Vanilla Sky ( 2002)
8. Traffic ( 2000)
7. Black Hawk Down ( 2001)
6. Kill Bill Volume 2 ( 2004)
5. Public Enemies ( 2009)
4. The Dark Knight (2008)
3. The Beach (2000)
2. The Fountain ( 2006)
1. Gladiator ( 2000)
I know, I know, I know. I haven't written in a while. Fuck off. It's my blog.
So then there's this. A mustache that my consigliere* decided to grow over the weekend while we were out in the hamptons (ohh the HAMPTONS, how pretentious, what dicks!). Obviously he didn't grow it over the weekend and it took him weeks, probably months to be honest, to take full shape.
| Host: | Project Commencement |
| Type: | |
| Price: | 75 in advance, $90 at the door (for tickets at the door please use cash or checks - please make checks payable to Taylor Breed and note "Project Commencement" as the subject) |
| Start Time: | Thursday, August 20, 2009 at 8:00pm |
| End Time: | Friday, August 21, 2009 at 12:00am |
| Location: | Xchange |
| Street: | 640 W. 28th Street, 9th Floor |
| City/Town: | New York, NY |
Remember when you would come back from summer vacation and the first thing teachers would have you write about is your summer vacation and everyone's paper was titled "my summer vacation." That wasn't a question. Moving forward I am currently collecting my thoughts (and dignity which was left back in Manhattan months ago) and preparing to write a few journal entries on my experiences here in Amagansett New York, pretentiously known as "THE HAMPTONS!" So prepare yourselves readers. This is the beginning of something great (yes, it is rumored Mussolini said that to Hitler when they first shook hands and decided to take over the world together. They were wrong, but I promise this is the beginning of something great!).
I don't know why it took me a month to figure this album out, but now that I have I can't stop listening to it. Seriously it has to be playing at all times for me. I freaked out because I couldn't listen to it in the shower this morning without waking my roommate up and having one of those awesomely awkward roommate debacles. So obviously I stuck my head out of the shower and used my ipod. It was either that or not listen. F that. Go get this album. NOW.
I don’t know why I was thinking about this, and this is horrible Friday material, but when the last time I did something out of the goodness of my heart was (yes, my heart has goodness) . Opening doors for old ladies, giving a homeless person spare change, wearing underwear, etc. these things don’t count. I’m talking about seriously doing something positive for another human being, regardless of how those actions will affect you personally. This means volunteering at a soup kitchen on a Saturday morning for a program that your investment bank requires you to do, hungover as shit from the night before, feverishly perspiring, blue (frost) Gatorade in one hand ladle in the other, DOES NOT COUNT. Lets be honest we’ve all be there (no I don’t work at an investment bank, but I know the routine). I’m just as guilty here which is probably why I’m writing about it. In my sick mind publicly exploiting this moral dilemma somehow justifies the fact that I haven’t done anything for anyone in a very long time.
Everyone’s a sucker for a treasure hunt story (please see box office results for National Treasure and National Treasure 2 if you disagree. 2 horrible movies that made like a billion dollars). I heard this story about the Money Pit over the weekend and couldn’t help but be intrigued.
Hey Dan what'd you do today?
Fear not; this is not a film review. I seldom discuss films (no seriously check the blog, I don’t) because film is so subjective the majority of the time its not worth arguing about. However I watch a lot of movies and I know I’ve been affected when I wake up the next morning and can’t stop thinking about what I saw the night before. And that’s really the whole point of movies, right? To somehow be affected or moved by what you have seen. The immediacy is the hook, any decent movie will hold your attention by a variety of different, textbook, Hollywood tricks. But it’s the lasting impression that separates a film from being pure entertainment to an actual work of art. Rarely films accomplish this, however in my opinion (it’s my blog so I can say this) “Elegy” did so gracefully.
The reason for this post is two fold : 1) I recently watched "The Holiday", a Jude Law romcom (no homo) of the "Love Actually"/"Notting Hill" family of disasters and the British characters adore the phrase "Unrequited Love." Which, when said with a British accent, makes it that much more infuriating to hear, and 2) because I needed an excuse to talk about this "no homo" phenomenon.
As one of the original fans of Nilla Wafers (Nilla goes back to 1968 - I’m aware of this. In fact it is rumored Sirhan Sirhan had a stash of wafers in his pocket when he shot and killed Robert Kennedy at the Ambassador Hotel in June that year. He did a terrible thing, but was ahead of the curve in terms of tasty, low fat snacks) I feel embarrassed by what I’m about to admit.
Ok so this might be my greatest blog entry to date. or worst. either way definitely the most meaningless, however i couldn't help myself.
Everyone meet Édgar Enrique Hernández, aka patient 0.
If their photo’s weren’t so damn powerful I would stop putting them up, but VII has done it again (2nd or 3rd posting on EH I believe). This time they have joined forces with the Red Cross to launch a campaign that raises awareness on today’s most pressing human challenges.
....i want to love you!"
Finally the weather broke in the city (hopefully for good). But seriously it kind of scares me when this happens for the first time. People start to go a bit crazy. It’s like just because the weather’s nice you can do anything you want. “Hey lets go kill that old lady.” What? No, that’s crazy! “Dude it’s like 68, clear skies. Come on bro, don’t be gay!” I’m just as excited as the next person, but please, citizens, humans, friends, lets be rash (like rational, but how the kids say it) about this.
I know everyone talks about this on their blog. So naturally instead of not talking about it I am going to talk about it. But it's wedding season! I just recently got back from a friends wedding to kick off the season (which was completely gorgeous and an amazing time) .
Gotta give my buddy Dan Oberlin props for this "brainbow" article. As an BAM-DIP (Bad Ass Medical Doctor In Progress, yes that's official) Dan dropped the following knowledge on me this afternoon:
Neil Burger's tiny road film " The Lucky Ones" is a breath of fresh air when it comes to films about our soldiers overseas.
This is a photograph by Rob Chiu, aka The Ronin (UK based director).
This story is out of control. I frequently check Pano's Pictures (www.panos.co.uk) a site that showcases the work of many premiere photojournalists of the world (including Martin Adler who was killed ironically in Mogadishu. One of my earlier posts was taken recently in Somalia by another journalist. Not a good place).
I'm not stoned, honestly, I know the conversation "when does life really start?" frequently comes up when you're high, but this is for serious. Big news on Embryonic Stem Cell research. In case you've been living in a cave, Obama lifted a ban that restricted certain stem cell research methods and procedures. I won't get into the specifics you can read about them pretty much anywhere BUT what it reminded me of was Next, written by the late Michael Crichton. Great book that explores some of these heavy topics. Although it's fiction Crichton includes some actual medical reports and essays from journals that are informative and scare the shit out of you. Check this out if you have time, very interesting. Crichton recently lost a battle with cancer. The world recently lost one of it's greatest novelists.
There's no way I could post this on a Monday, BUT, being as it's Friday I think it's appropriate. Not sure who took the photo but I think it's great.
