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January 18, 2010 • 1:47 am 2
Sci-fi Sunday
If you find yourself bored on a sunday -or any day, I guess- consider hauling yourself over to the local home depot, borrowing some supplies from your parents (to cut down on costs), and then painting something awesome on a prominent wall in your living room. For the visual learners, observe:
Unfortunately, due to technical difficulties I am not able to post the final picture. But picture a big, brown, exploding sun with a lone-space traveler navigating it’s inferno -Not really what we were originally going for -we love it.
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Currently…
What have I been listening to, you ask?
What have I been reading, you wonder?
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December 19, 2009 • 4:40 pm 1
Rootbeer
I’ve noticed that rootbeer is now a bubble option on the lids of fast-food cups. Way to go rootbeer.
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September 11, 2009 • 2:19 am 1
New Recordings
Just finished up another acousticy little album. You can download it free at www.michaelnagel.bandcamp.com.
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September 9, 2009 • 11:39 pm 1
Popcorn
I don’t think anyone feels like they deserve love. I decided this while watching a friend cry at her birthday party, when everyone was telling her how great she is and why they love her so much. No one was surprised that an outpouring of love was met by an outpouring of tears -as if her body had to make room for love by expelling sorrow. It was…expected. Because we cry when we are given things we don’t deserve.
The ironic thing is that we put more effort into procuring love than anything else. We all homogenize, at least a bit, to fit in, and we fit in to feel accepted, and we like feeling accepted because acceptance is a form of love. And love is what we’re after. We grind away at work because feeling successful in the office is a powerful form of acceptance, and as you know from the previous sentence, acceptance is a form of love. The point is that we all work really hard to be loved, yet when we finally experience love, when all our hard work and effort finally pays off, we are immediately aware that we don’t deserve any of it.
So this makes me wonder about the rationality of spending so much time trying to be loved. I mean, if, in the end, I’m going to realize that I don’t deserve love anyways, but for some reason I’ve been given it by these strange humans around me, then maybe I could save a lot of time by skipping the part where I try to deserve it. And then maybe I could take all that saved time and energy and use it to love other people. Then maybe they would come to this realization too, and they would stop trying to be loved and, instead, start loving other people. And on and on this would go until everyone knew they were loved.
Sometimes people treat love like money, like it’s value is in it’s rarity. I think they are afraid that if the market were to saturate, then the little bits they’ve managed to collect would loose their value. But I don’t think love is like money at all, I think love is like popcorn – the more the better. And the funny thing is that, the more we love other people, the easier it is to accept that other people love us in return –as undeserving as we are. And when we start focusing on loving other people it starts to matter less when people think we are less-than-stellar homosapiens. And that’s honestly quite a relief.
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September 7, 2009 • 8:59 pm 4
Brand New
Today I entered an elite society. The society of macbook users. In my defense, this was an almost completely necessary purchase. It was as close as a want gets to being a need without actually being one; so i jumped the gun a little – sue me. My last laptop -a compaq- lasted me a solid 3.5 years before it started showing signs of old age. Freezing every-so-often, taking long and longer to boot or shut down, not being able to keep up with steaming videos and the like. The real nail in the coffin though was when the screen stopped, what i like to call, “working”. Blacks became electric greens, at wrong angles the screen would turn off completely, and every so often it would all garble like a TV loosing reception. Once the novelty of the failing screen wore off, it really started getting annoying.
And really, what other option was there from the mac book? None. And as much as I’d like to abandon technology all together and go back to the typewriter and quill days, it really just doesn’t look like that’s gonna happen.
So here I am at my same desk, wearing my same clothes, with my same hair cut, in my same apartment, realizing that everything is different now.
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September 2, 2009 • 11:55 pm 1
Super Powers
Today, in a compulsive thirst for adventure, I journeyed across the hall to women of faith. I can see into their windows when I walk by, I know about the leather sofas and the fancy coffee makers, but I’ve never had a reason to go in there. Today I realized I don’t need a reason to do anything, so I psyched myself up, grabbed a cup of coffee to look more professional, and ventured across the hall.
I was hoping for a warm women-of-faith-style greeting. A “Hello, we’ve been wondering when you’d stop by. I see your drinking coffee, how professional of you. Lovely day for coffee isn’t it?” I would have even taken a “How may I help you?”, or if they were short on time a, “yes?” But I didn’t get any greeting at all, and it turns out it’s a pretty good idea to have a reason for going into a strange office -without one you look pretty damn silly. My hand was still on the door, I was mostly in the office, and I had no backup plan. I panicked. I started smiling like something was funny, or like I had accidentally went into the wrong office, somehow overlooking the large “WOMEN OF FAITH” letters on the door – silly me!
If I could have one super power I’d choose flight. But if I could have two, and I had to choose my second at that moment, I would definitely choose invisibility. I’d regret it later when I realized I was stuck with a totally lame super power, but it would have been really great right then.
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