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| ephemeral sojourn day 1ephemeral sojourn day 1 - washington dc
so I'm here at my hostel. I feel like I'm in europe. there's hot german girls everywhere. seeing my family for the first time in years is really great. my cousins are all frickin huge now. drinking with my brother was a first and very fun, except he mostly drinks beer. he told me that he always had a drink in his hand, so I had to as well, even though I like just taking shots. soooooooo the bartender convinced me that yes there are people who sip on rumpleminz on the rocks. WOW. it was painful. it was like sipping on fluoride that will KILL you. but the alternative, downing it all fast, proved to be less desirable. but I learned a new technique! if you've had one too many shots and you feel like you're on the verge of throwing up, take a match from whatever bar you're at and light it, and then stick it against the back of your leg. the pain distracts you from throwing up! I'm magic ^_^
so I jokingly mentioned pretending I had dicks on my shoulders when I shimmied, and my brother said that reminded him of a story, and I was like "DICKS ON SHOULDERS CANNOT REMIND YOU OF ANY STORIES!" but I was wrong. apparently he knew this old guy who got a hooker, but when she came over he couldn't get it up. so he tied a rubber band around his dick to get it hard, and then he did her and passed out. he woke up in the morning with a completely black dick that was filled with dead blood or whatever. they had to take it off, but they said they could re-attach it to another artery to fill it with good blood so it could heal, and then the next week they'd put it back on his crotch. the artery they chose was on his shoulder. so yes. this guy had a dick on his shoulder. it was supposed to only be there for a week and then he'd come back to get it attached normally, but here's the funny part: he never came back.
shoulder dick!
I lost my sweet hat T_T
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| personal anthemI'M STARTING MY ADVENTURE RIGHT NOW! tonight was a serendipitous night. it started with the attention of a group of hot girls on 6th, and it's continuing with a fun night at DY's place. life is a party as long as I B my own B. I'm about to experience the east coast like I never have before. no family to stop me from being all I can be. I miss my friends but they live on with me in every shot I take. there's profound shit going on that no one can understand, but I know it well enough. love transpasses (lol I made that word up) all distances, and like hearts can never be separate for long. The world is small if your love is big, and that's the tenet by which I live my life. I love Austin with all of my dark heart, and I will be back to corrupt everyone once again. Until then, try to be sinful in my absence so that I'll have a nice home to come back to. Life is as bad ass as you make it, and my life will kick your life's ass. In da butt. timbo over and out. own something for me while I'm gone.
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| *spoiler alert*so I've been pretty ambiguously gay on facebook lately. first I'm married to my roommate, then I have a status about buttsecks, and then I put up a picture of myself in kat's bad ass wig. ironically, this also happened to be the first week andi and I have had time to finally accomplish our goal of watching brokeback mountain. I'd say it's funny and make the obligatory gay jokes, but I really don't feel like it. The movie doesn't put me in a joking mood. I think I fell too deeply into it.
(*spoiler alert*)
I don't know why the movie affected me so much. I can't remember the last movie that had me go an hour before I felt like saying words again. I tried saying the traditional "so what'd you think of the movie," but it felt so tiny and trite that I regretted saying it. The movie was powerful to say the least.
"I wish I knew how to quit you."
"Well, why don't you? Why don't you just let me be? It's because of you
Jack, that I'm like this! I'm nothin'... I'm nowhere... Get the fuck
off me! I can't stand being like this no more, Jack."
that part got me crying... I think time was an important factor in that movie. I had no idea that it would stretch over 20 years. Knowing that they kept that going to so long, that after 20 years they could still break down and cry because the feelings were so strong... it was more than just some small romance. It was epic. It lasted about as long as I've been alive. Could I ever feel something so strong for so long? Then again, maybe it was so strong because it was forbidden and because of distance. If they'd gotten together on the ranch, they still would have ended up fighting over something. Would they have been happier? The romantic says yes and the pessimist says no. But yeah, when ennis found his shirt at jack's place, that just tied everything together and brought you right back to the start. I like that some movies do that with flashbacks and a powerful song but all Ang Lee had to do was show a bloody shirt.
The only thing I didn't like about the movie is that at the end, it seemed like all that Ennis had learned was to not put work over his loved ones. I mean, yeah that's true, but I dunno. Why include a lesson at all if it's going to be so small? But maybe it's not about the lesson itself, but showing that Jack's still with Ennis and that he's not going anywhere. Also the "lesson" that seems so obvious in America might be more meaningful to someone from an Asian background like Ang Lee. In Taiwan at least, the dad's work all the friggin time and have no time for families or loved ones. It's not that they want to (who does?), but if they don't they'll fall behind the competition and be replaced. So what's been made so obvious to us in America through a billion movies and TV shows with the moral of "loved ones before work," well that might not seem so obvious to someone who comes from a culture that doesn't espouse that particular value. Also, the lesson sounds bigger if you say it like "don't let reality stand in the way of your dreams" or something like that. Maybe Ennis was thinking too small. Then again, for someone who grew up in the 50's in Wyoming, thinking big doesn't come as naturally as it does to this youtube-facebook make-a-million-dollars generation. That's another reason I fell so hard into the movie... I realized that in their time period, their world was a lot smaller, and that made their romance seem that much bigger.
so yeah... I probably shouldn't have said all this about the movie. putting words to it is like putting form to an idea... what before was free to fly and transform is now forced to the ground and stuck in one shape. It's like turning water into ice. I don't want to cheapen the ideas of the movie by saying they're one thing or another. I suppose it's still good to explore.
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| wikraigipedialist.orgif I had one million dollars to donate to a non-charity, non-profit website, I'd have a lot of trouble deciding between craigslist and wikipedia. I love them both so much <3 maybe I should donate the imaginary money to craigipedia or wikilist. or maybe I should go to sleep instead of donating imaginary money to imaginary organizations. or maybe I can go to sleep AND donate imaginary money to imaginary organizations!
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| remind me if I'm ever boredgreat idea for when I'm away...
buy used classic books, read them in coffee shops, and then when I finish walk around until I find a willing recipient for the book ^_^ I think this idea will only work if I'm wearing my sweet hat though.
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