Saturday, December 27, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Shabby chic.
Confession time.
I fell off my bike a few nights ago. It was preceded by smoking one hundred cigarettes and drinking the equivalent of one hundred beers. I'm not proud or bragging. I'm simply saying. I'd like to think I'm more nimble on my bike without the outside inhibitors. In fact, know I am. Egad.
I also know I'm more capable socially sans hundreds of things. Well in this case I'll say everything in moderation. I drink or smoke shared in friendship is an incredible tool. Long story very short I'll say only that I was having a cringe-y next day. Here's hoping all the people I like still like me... ha. I'm beginning to think that my 'dancing' has become a series of convulsions peppered with dramatic pauses and epic lifting of people around me. I don't want to be that person. Well, hell I don't want to be a lot of people. But that say you are the things you hate. I fear this phrase more than most. I still believe one should let sleeping dogs lie.
Every once in a while I do cool things. But not consistently. I feel this is offset by the fact that I do not do uncool things consistently. So I'm good right? I've recently made a short film with friends, completed another set in a series of art projects and re-organized the entertainment unit in my house. And yet... I can spin plans with the best of them. If I accomplished half of the things I set out for myself my life would be rich an envied. Since I don't, I'm left wondering if anyone if there are any things one envies me for. I don't dwell on it for long mind you. Just while I'm particularly bored. I think, why am I bored? I have unlimited things I could be doing?! These are the moments we all live in when we make tens of 'new year's' style resolutions
This incredibly intimate post into my online diary will no doubt make me out to be the tortured soul that is portrayed in so many elaborate ad campaigns and all women want. Or the complete opposite will happen. cool!
No fancy pictures to post this time. But here's a passage that I'll be reading at two of my best friends' wedding later this month. [I think it's a beautiful sentiment]
“Union” by Robert Fulghum
“You have known each other from the first glance of acquaintance to this point of commitment. At some point, you decided to marry. From that moment of yes to this moment of yes, indeed, you have been making promises and agreements in an informal way. All those conversations that were held riding in a car or over a meal or during long walks - all those sentences that began with “When we’re married” and continued with “I will and you will and we will”- those late night talks that included “someday” and “somehow” and “maybe”- and all those promises that are unspoken matters of the heart. All these common things, and more, are the real process of a wedding. The symbolic vows that you are about to make are a way of saying to one another, “You know all those things we’ve promised and hoped and dreamed- well, I meant it all, every word.” Look at one another and remember this moment in time. Before this moment you have been many things to one another- acquaintance, friend, companion, lover, dancing partner, and even teacher, for you have learned much from one another in these last few years. Now you shall say a few words that take you across a threshold of life, and things will never quite be the same between you. For after these vows, you shall say to the world, this- is my husband, this- is my wife.”
also this makes me want to sing with 4 friends. [Please god ignore the images, just listen]
I fell off my bike a few nights ago. It was preceded by smoking one hundred cigarettes and drinking the equivalent of one hundred beers. I'm not proud or bragging. I'm simply saying. I'd like to think I'm more nimble on my bike without the outside inhibitors. In fact, know I am. Egad.
I also know I'm more capable socially sans hundreds of things. Well in this case I'll say everything in moderation. I drink or smoke shared in friendship is an incredible tool. Long story very short I'll say only that I was having a cringe-y next day. Here's hoping all the people I like still like me... ha. I'm beginning to think that my 'dancing' has become a series of convulsions peppered with dramatic pauses and epic lifting of people around me. I don't want to be that person. Well, hell I don't want to be a lot of people. But that say you are the things you hate. I fear this phrase more than most. I still believe one should let sleeping dogs lie.
Every once in a while I do cool things. But not consistently. I feel this is offset by the fact that I do not do uncool things consistently. So I'm good right? I've recently made a short film with friends, completed another set in a series of art projects and re-organized the entertainment unit in my house. And yet... I can spin plans with the best of them. If I accomplished half of the things I set out for myself my life would be rich an envied. Since I don't, I'm left wondering if anyone if there are any things one envies me for. I don't dwell on it for long mind you. Just while I'm particularly bored. I think, why am I bored? I have unlimited things I could be doing?! These are the moments we all live in when we make tens of 'new year's' style resolutions
This incredibly intimate post into my online diary will no doubt make me out to be the tortured soul that is portrayed in so many elaborate ad campaigns and all women want. Or the complete opposite will happen. cool!
No fancy pictures to post this time. But here's a passage that I'll be reading at two of my best friends' wedding later this month. [I think it's a beautiful sentiment]
“Union” by Robert Fulghum
“You have known each other from the first glance of acquaintance to this point of commitment. At some point, you decided to marry. From that moment of yes to this moment of yes, indeed, you have been making promises and agreements in an informal way. All those conversations that were held riding in a car or over a meal or during long walks - all those sentences that began with “When we’re married” and continued with “I will and you will and we will”- those late night talks that included “someday” and “somehow” and “maybe”- and all those promises that are unspoken matters of the heart. All these common things, and more, are the real process of a wedding. The symbolic vows that you are about to make are a way of saying to one another, “You know all those things we’ve promised and hoped and dreamed- well, I meant it all, every word.” Look at one another and remember this moment in time. Before this moment you have been many things to one another- acquaintance, friend, companion, lover, dancing partner, and even teacher, for you have learned much from one another in these last few years. Now you shall say a few words that take you across a threshold of life, and things will never quite be the same between you. For after these vows, you shall say to the world, this- is my husband, this- is my wife.”
also this makes me want to sing with 4 friends. [Please god ignore the images, just listen]
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