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3.31.2003
it really sucks that uncontrollable rage and work don't mix. i should go into pro-wrestling. right now i am having a very bad spot of pms that chocolate is just not doing a thing for and the fucking pipes here are banging against the wall, my chair keeps rolling across the floor with me in it, and time has never passed slower. fuck me.
i think i will go home and calm myself with some veggie pate from Joanna's amazing recipe. though i am quite the fan of organ meat, this yummy lentil-garlic-walnut mixtue is divine, and i don't feel guilty for eating it. i put too much gunk in my hair today and i keep fucking with it and then i scratch my face and now i look like i've been slimed. it's really disgusting.
we watched Jackass the Movie this weekend. i was already 4 beers in so it was a hoot! i still can't decide if i'm morally offended by the fact that these guys are making a career out of acting like 12 year olds, but shit at least they have an outlet for it. yesterday we went to Jo's and watched three glorious hours of Six Feet Under and she made the best damn bloody mary's i think i've ever had. i keep tasting them today, it's just torturous.
so i was feeling all freaked out in general last night, thinking we're all gonna die soon and "they're all gonna laugh at me!" then this morning i come into work and these stupid women i work with are all flipped out about "our boys out there". just leave it to the hysteria of the rest of the country to make me feel rational.
:: Shericat 9:51 AM [+] :: speak
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3.27.2003
i really really really love Joe Frank. every thursday they play one of his shows on the best radio station ever, WFMU. it makes me forget, if only for an hour, just how dismal life is right now. i think that people in large cities are feeling the weight of our country's back-assward politics and their consequences much more than people living elsewhere. i may be wrong, but there is a definite level of apathy just hanging in the air here like a wet mop. it's very hard to live "life as normal", whatever that means, when basically there is a part of me that fears for my life and the lives of all my loved ones every day. maybe i'm over-exaggerating, i don't know, but it sure feels like wartime i tells ya.
:: Shericat 4:05 PM [+] :: speak
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saw Wesley Willis on Tuesday night. i certainly felt as though i was doing my all to support our country, especially when he sang "Osama bin Laden" and "Fuck you", dedicated to bin Laden, Hussein and Bush. it was great. didn't get one head-butt though, i was a little disappointed at that, but a scene by the bathroom made up for it. there was this very done up girl in a pink satin dress sitting on the steps crying to her friends and when i walked by i heard her say "I don't like PCP! and i haven't even done acid in years!!" it was excellent. i wanted to hire her on the spot for an after school special.
the rest is, as they say, history. well in the making anyway. i'm fairly confident that we are going to take a very long and painful nosedive into this war before we come out of it. PBS is broadcasting their special on dirty bombs fairly frequently now, but it doesn't put me at any more ease. 50% of radiation is still 50% more than life can sustain itself at, that's not very comforting.
in the meantime, we're hoping that we'll still be alive for the next year and joined the Williamsburg CSA for next season. starting in May we get a bountiful box of fresh, organic, locally raised veggies every week for six months! we met the farmer when we signed up and he was quite the character - he looked like a cross between an old skinhead and a muppet, if you can imagine that. i'm psyched.
:: Shericat 4:52 AM [+] :: speak
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3.24.2003
so this is what the protests really look like here:
i guess i feel a little bit relieved that i wasn't ever close enough to the barricades to see this stuff. our friend Paul was a legal observer at the protest this saturday and he from what he told us an image like this was probably the tip of the iceberg. of course the news is just ridiculous, with several shots of "police officers brutually accosted with mace" while there isn't a word about the arrests, beatings, or macing of the crowds.
by the way, this pic is from Indymedia, and everyone should make this site their first source for news during this catastrophe.
:: Shericat 2:34 PM [+] :: speak
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wild weekend. if you're ever in the mood to spend $500 on dinner i highly recommend you do it at Babbo. i can't even go into it really because it was just too good to be true, but might i say 8 courses with 8 wines and the cutest damn waiters in the whole wide world. hoooo-we!
we also finally saw Talk to Her, which was just beautiful. last night we saw friend Joanna's production of Trojan Women, which was outstanding.
i'm very sore from stretching canvas all day yesterday. i guess that's what they call "good pain", but to me it's just another reminder how out of shape i am.
you know, in this time of war, when we are sending out the message to everyone that violence is, in fact, an appropriate response to conflict (to paraphrase the eloquent Michael Moore), i find myself totally consumed by my anticipation for the opening of Six Flags. you say bomb, i say rollercoaster.
:: Shericat 11:16 AM [+] :: speak
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3.19.2003
morgan made this really great list of "freedom" named things that should be. it's on his page, look at it. now i feel like i never write anything of interest, providing that people are not interested in my incessant bitching and whining. so.................................................................................
i shall have to say what, that war is in the muther-fuckin house tonight? that it scares me? that i know i'm not living up to my potential? that i just bought the most amazing-smelling vanilla ever???
i'm too brain-dead to deal with it now. poop.
:: Shericat 12:29 PM [+] :: speak
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3.18.2003
stupid blogger ate my last blog. die!!!
i should be painting now, not sitting at the computer. damn the computer. i shall henceforth blame it for all my inadequacies.
:: Shericat 4:24 PM [+] :: speak
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3.13.2003
DIE, MONSTER DIE!!
alright, so i'm accepting this whole fate-of-the-full-time-job bullshit. you're in one place for 40 hours a week and it becomes part of your life, no matter how much you try to keep it at a safe distance. i'm still having a hard time accepting the wishy-washy feebleness of others, but it's probably just as hard for them to accept my aggressive audacity, even though they seem to do a very poor job of actually "accepting" it. it's more like giving me weird looks or leaving the room wordless when i question someone's otherwise "candidly" tossed-out-there remark on my capability to do something. ok, so that sounds pretty damn lofty, i know, but damn it all they're all morons. whatever. fuck 'em if they can't take it.
in the meantime, i'm doing absolutely nothing of importance. oh, well i *did* unlock three more characters in Mortal Combat Deadly Alliance last night, that was fun. and we have some of the youths visiting tonight so maybe i can corrupt their eagerly awaiting brains.....
oooh and Matthew Barney at yee oldee Guggenheimee this weekend boo-yah!
it's supposed to snow tonight. my hair is longer than it's been in years and i want to shave it all off. good thing i don't have working clippers anymore.
:: Shericat 11:57 AM [+] :: speak
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3.11.2003
sad things.
they have officially announced the death of Buffy. the show, in this case, must not go on. poo. i am sad.
as of yet there is no official news on the proposed continuation of the show without SMG, but it looks doubtful and bleak at best.
in more exciting news, i may get to have a piece of my artwork given away by Mr. T!!! it's another benefit raffle this time for lymphatic cancer. i think that would just about be it - i could die happy if that happened.
:: Shericat 12:05 PM [+] :: speak
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3.05.2003
last night i watched the remake of Ringu. man what a terrible movie. the original Japanese ring movies were by far some of the spookiest films i've ever seen, and leave to hollywood to butcher it like a blindfolded baboon wailing in the night. i knew it would be like that but i was still curious to see what they did with it anyway, call me a glutton for punishment. they basically took a lot of the great spooky visuals from Ring and Ring 2 and slapped them on top of absolutely horrific actors, some ridiculous plot line about a woman making her horses crazy, like that had anything to do with anything, and a nice little social commentary about how telivision is our substitute for human contact. one of the great things about the Japanese films was the lack of any great metaphor for the ills of humanity and society. it was plain scary, and the story that developed while you stopped shaking and wiping the sweat from your brow between stomach-lurching horror wasn't being shoveled down your throat like castor oil.
whatever. there are still some good american films being made. All the Real Girls, the new flick from David Gordon Green, looks fantabulous and i can't wait to see it. i watched his first film, George Washington earlier this year, and damn was that beautiful. kind of like Gummo but minus Harmony Korine and his penchant for naked chicks that look like they're on herion, and the addition of a whole lotta heart and brains and wonderful actors.
i'm also now addicted to Six Feet Under. i'm spending too much time indoors.
:: Shericat 4:20 PM [+] :: speak
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