Things I Saw

31 05 2008

Had a little time, so I threw together this little clip… And it took a lot longer than I thought it would. Enjoy.

Just a bunch of pictures I took – different people, places, things – mixed with a little tune I put together. Some of the pictures are a little boring, some require a story to explain, but it’s all stuff I was there for. It’s been an interesting year.

Because it took so long to do, however, I won’t be posting again until Monday. Yeah, I know, you’re disappointed.

K

ps – Ben took a couple of the concert pics at the end with my phone, so they’re mine. No battles.





Brief Thoughts on the LOST Finale…

30 05 2008

…just in case anyone cares. As a matter of fact, I’m not even worried about that. I’ll talk just to hear my head rattle sometimes. Consider this a digital, intertubes form of talking to hear my head rattle. You can look elsewhere for a detailed synopsis – I don’t have that much time. Instead, I’ll just cover a few things off the top of my head.

By the way SPOILERS ahead. If you haven’t seen the season finale, and you don’t want to know what happened… STOP READING NOW.

1. Future Sayid is officially a badass.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2. Jin ain’t dead…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

3. …but Claire just might be. How often do the living show up in dreams to give messages on this show? Not that often.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

4. I’m not ashamed to admit that I literally got the chills when Penny and Desmond saw each other for the first time in years. I seriously love the writing on this show – this was perfect. (But then again, I guess that maybe, deep down, I’m a bit of a romantic.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

5. When Ben turned the frozen wheel (wtf, by the way), the sky turned bright and the island disappeared to those not on it. When Desmond turned the fail safe key at the end of season two, the sky turned bright and…? Did it move then? Also, I’m going to reiterate my belief that the island hasn’t moved to another geographic location as much as it’s moved to another time…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

6. Locke’s dead (three years after the Oceanic 6 leave the Island), but he certainly isn’t gone. How much do you want to bet that taking him back to the island will bring him back to life somehow? And do you realize how much religious allegory has been used in this show since the beginning, especially related to Christianity? John Locke = Jeremy Bentham = Jesus Christ?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’ve got way too many ideas about this show, but I’m going to stop here for now, since I know nobody cares anyway. I just want to be able to look back at this post and say, “Yep, I was right.” Because, my friends, isn’t that the most important thing? Being right?

K





The Angel and the One

29 05 2008

It’s not my destiny to be the one that you will lay with…

So many reasons why I have to go but want to stay here…

Sometimes I want to taste, but then I don’t know what I’m sayin’…

You are the angel and I am the one that is prayin’…

There is another love that I would rather be obeyin’…

I see the ecstasy and already I’m anticipatin’…

I feel a deeper peace, and that deeper peace is penetratin’…

I got the magic in me, I am complete is what I’m sayin’!

I’m flying up so high, my purple majesty displayin’…

I’ve reacher a higher place that no one else can make a claim in…

I’ll take you there my friend, I’m reaching out my hand so take it…

We are the angels and we are the ones that are prayin’…

Peace, shalom…

Peace, peace…

=w=

Yes, my friends, Rivers Cuomo is back. And so is Weezer. I’ll let Ben review this new album fully, but I think it’s the best thing they’ve done since Pinkerton. Not quite on that same level, but good nonetheless.

Go buy the Red Album on June 3rd.

K





A Monster and a Werewolf, Gettin’ it On

29 05 2008

This is what people do in Logan, UT in the middle of winter. Well, it’s what we do.

And, just to set the record straight, I was neither the monster nor the werewolf.

K





A Message For the Ministry of Truth

28 05 2008

Ok, class, settle down. Did you bring a notebook and a pen? This will be on the test.

I’m not exaggerating, and I’m certainly not just saying this for dramatic effect – the future of our society hangs in the balance. We’ve become violent, ignorant and lazy. We text message when we should seek personal contact. We battle with anyone around us who doesn’t share our idea of which of the three remaining douchebags should be our next president. We allow People magazine to tell us what we should be thinking, watching, wearing, and admiring.

Am I the only one who feels disgusted by this? I surely hope not. The state of things is a scary one, and nothing scares me more than our desire to let others dictate what we should read, watch, or even learn. It’s the end of times, brothers and sisters, but fear ye not – the apocalypse is nigh and approaching.

(Yeah, if you were looking for me to be jokey-jokemaker today, you might just want to come back tomorrow. There will be no pictures, nor will there be lists. Go ahead and leave. It would be a shame if you did, though.)

Before I go any further, I want to explain the dangers of censorship, at least in my view. You may not agree, but please don’t come at me with any opinions you haven’t formed for yourself, through careful consideration and study.

Censorship (the practice of officially examining books, films, etc., and suppressing unacceptable parts), to just come right out and say it, seeks out and destroys truth and honesty in everything it touches. It doesn’t protect us, it distorts our view of the world by eliminating the sometimes painful and ugly realities that actually exist. In the theology of Christianity, sin is not overcome by denying the existence of weakness, it is the strength to overcome in the very presence of sin. Yet, why do Christians spend so much time and energy suppressing that which they find to be “unacceptable?” But to limit this phenomena to Christianity would be a mistake – it’s a worldwide, multi-cultural issue.

I’m all for being aware of “questionable” or “unacceptable” content in books, music, film, etc. Ratings systems don’t bother me in the least – they help people choose more intelligently. My problems begin and end when censorship robs me of the option to choose for myself. It’s the suppression, not the existence of sin, that troubles me most. The ugly, no matter how hard you try to hide, will always be there. Allow me to choose for myself.

Moving on…

From the book of St. Kyle the Blasphemer, Chapter 15:

And then arrived a man on a well-designed, well-marketed white horse, and he was holding an Apple. And with him, he brought digital content to the masses. And they saw that it was good. And it was the beginning of the end, for this was the key to loose the shackles of censorship…

Yes, Steve Jobs is one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. Bet you didn’t know that. I realize, obviously, that Mr. Jobs didn’t invent the internet (that was Al Gore, of course) or digital media. In my opinion, however, he has made it so simple and effective to purchase content online, that he has planted the seeds of the free distribution of digital content (You can’t deny the fact that the itunes store is now the leading music distributor in the country). My mom can even download and install digital copies of old Doobie Brothers records on her mp3 player. That’s about as widespread as it gets, my friends. And that’s the point – once people get the idea, they’re ready to create and distribute content outside of the bounds of commerce.

What does this have to do with censorship? Obtaining and sharing content over the intertubes effectively evades the grasp of the censors. What does a parental guidance sticker mean to me when I download an album on Limewire or Bittorerent? It might as well not even be there. It’s free distribution in more than one sense, but it’s only the beginning. I realize that such things are illegal, but here we are again – we have the freedom to choose, and that’s all I want.

Since the days of Napster, music has been at the forefront of digital distribution, pushing the envelope, breaking boundaries and laws. It was only a matter of time before the second horseman of the apocalypse would emerge, legitimizing and redefining the culture of sharing – and that man is one Trent Reznor. For the sake of time and space, I’ll let you look him up on your own time if you’re not familiar. Suffice it to say that this man is a revolutionary and several years ahead of his time. If you’re familiar with his music, you’ll know that he always has been.

Reznor, after asking to be released from his binding and restricting contract with a major music label, is now creating and releasing content at a remarkable rate. And the best part is that he’s doing it by himself – straight from the studio to the consumer fan. It’s fascinating and incredible to watch this happen, and I for one can feel the changes happening. No filters, no music for the sake of selling, only honest and true art, straight from the artist. It’s not the way of this world for such a thing to become too predominant, but art for art’s sake is on its way back. It can’t come soon enough, but we’re lucky to be watching it happen. That is, if we’re paying attention.

As this type of distribution becomes more and more popular, people will now begin to create and share in a truthful, painful and sometimes ugly way. Sure, it’s not aways ideal – on one hand, for example, you have youtube videos like the “Numa Numa guy” and the “leave Britney alone guy.” But on the other hand, you have talented geniuses like Jack Conte, Michel Gondry and Rivers Cuomo, all doing cool and positive things with the technology. They’re redefining, improving and contributing positive things to culture. And they’re doing so because they choose to.

And this is where we stand, perhaps closer to the beginning than to the end, but it excites me to have the opportunity to watch it all unfold, my brothers and sisters. And I watch because I choose to. And do not forget – after all these signs and wonders, there are still two horsemen to be seen.

K





Sweet Home California

27 05 2008

A few reasons why I love the Golden State:

1. Exhibit A

I took this photo on my phone earlier this afternoon, as I was picking up dinner from Subway. So effing cool to see the ocean everyday, while you’re doing mundane things like grocery shopping and driving to work.

2. The weather. It rains three days a year. It’s between 70 and 90 degrees outside all year long. That means year-round golf. I mean, just look at the above picture. If you don’t have that view right now, you’re jealous. Don’t lie.

It was snowing this weekend (yeah, the end of May) in Logan Canyon in Northern UT. I know because I was there. Lame.

3. The home team (the Lakers) are winners. Always have been, always will be. (I’m actually watching Game 4 against San Antonio as I type this – we’re winning.)

Go Lakers.

4. I doubt it makes much sense to give an intangible quality a spot on a list like this, but I also don’t care. There’s something in the air here, something that’s different from everywhere else. Something, well… intangible.

Without romanticizing the whole thing too much, I’ll just say that it’s always there as you’re driving down the 110, listening to music with the windows down.

K





DCFC

27 05 2008

Saw Death Cab For Cutie on 05/26/08. Thoughts here.

K





Memorial

26 05 2008

(Sorry, no post yesterday.  No internet.)

Spent the memorial day holiday in Bear Lake.  Good to see the family, but a bit tough to remember people I’ve lost recently.  I guess I don’t really have much to say on the matter.

Nana, J-Ryde – I miss you.  Rest in peace.

K





Hi, How Are You?

24 05 2008

Five things you may not know about me:

1. I have no guilty pleasure music that I know of.

2. I might be the smartest person you know. Probably not, though. At least in the top 5.

3. I can dish it out, but I really can’t take it.

4. My sister will probably drown someday, because she honestly believes she can breathe underwater.

5. I have an obsessive compulsive desire to follow all the rules that don’t really matter.

K





A Crisis of Works…

23 05 2008

Hello. It is currently 8:33 a.m. in sunny (not today) Southern California. The temperature is… 60 degrees.

(A raincloud. Because it’s raining.)

Eff. I’ve only been at work for about an hour, and already I’m bored. It’s that ADD of mine, flaring up yet again. It always happens when you least expect it, you know? Ridiculous. But I digress…

To borrow one of my favorite malapropisms from the Sopranos, I find myself sitting on the precipice of an enormous crossroads. I’ve run from adulthood and responsibility for a long, long time – quite successfully, I might add – but let’s face it, I’ve never been much of a runner. It’s nearing the time to man up, grow up, put up or shut up.

I've got your cheesy, overused metaphor right here, buddy.

(I’ve got your cheesy, overused metaphor right here, buddy.)

Nowhere is this more evident in my life than in my current religious standing. I have a denomination (a faith, if you will) that I feel pretty dang good about. I have the same doubts and questions that any normal, rational human being should have. All questions aside, however, I do believe in my church, its teachings and organization. I’ve seen way too much to throw that away.

My biggest problem with the whole shebang? It’s a lot of work. Going to church kind of sucks. Being “active,” as they say, can take a lot out of you. It seems that you get to a point where it starts to feel like you’re watching reruns of Everybody Loves Raymond for the thirtieth time* – you know the lines, you’re about ten seconds ahead of every single punchline and you know the moral of the story before you even start watching. No alarms, no surprises.

Everyone gets to a point where merely avoiding bad behavior, well, it just ain’t enough anymore. I think I might be there… Ok, fine – I know I’m there. I’ve got a damn testimony of it. I’m pretty sure I could get a job right now as a tour guide of Idle Island. It’s really a beautiful place, but not much gets done there. I’m certainly not “anxiously engaged in a good cause,” and shame on me for that.

(NOTE: Not actually Idle Island. Also, I’m not your buddy, guy.)

Anyway, as it turns out, I guess I’ve been running in place this whole time. And I wonder why I’m not getting anywhere.

*Just an example, I don’t actually do that.

K