mushinnoshin

• This song has come up in conversation a couple times in the past week or so, and it’s one of my all time favorites, so I thought I’d point a link. Plus I’ve seen a few people do something about “Feel Good Fridays”, but I figure the closest I can get is “Feel Dark, Reflective, Mysterious, and Just Short of Morbid Saturdays”. Peter Gabriel – Games Without Fronteirs
• It’s a little after 10:00 and I’m not in jail. Well, that’s an improvement over some Saturdays.
• I caught part of 13 Going On 30 on the tube tonight. It’s not an extraordinary film, but it’s cute and sweet. It’s one of the endless list of films whose premise is essentially that being a shallow, ruthless, shithead megalomaniac with cutthroat ambition may lead to wealth, power, and glamorous sex — but your life will be ugly, meaningless, and empty. Thing I’ve found though is that being a deep, thoughtful and caring person without a trace of shallow ambition *ALSO* leaves your life ugly, meaningless, and empty — but without the benefits of wealth, power, and glamorous sex. So I guess I’m asking if anyone can teach me how to be a ruthless shithead megalomaniac.
• Sigh. I know. It’s not like I’m one of the poor kids in Chop Shop. Those kids have actual problems. Fantastic flick, by the way.
• Last night the NSO introduced me to the Berlioz Symphonie Fantastique wherein a composer in love with a woman he can’t have writes a psychedelic symphony about a young musician in love with a woman he can’t have, who tries to kill his pain and himself with opium, falling into a hallucinogenic trance of highly dramatic visions. And to think, some people don’t believe in reincarnation.

Well, I lack opium, but another shot of vodka might do me some good.