i am watching a mighty wind-it is brilliant! christopher guest is one of the finest comedians, actors and directors of our time... a better woody allen than woody allen! what he does in his films [guest this is] is use a similar formula and makes people laugh, woody allen makes exactly the same film over and over again...
my opinions only [also i've only seen a couple of allen films-but reviews also suggest that maybe you should let things go a bit]
i spent a day at work and it was much better than last week's thursday, where it wasn't much good at all... details are a tad too personal so i won't say any more.
anyway, this is gonna be a short post as i'm lacking of words as i'm in a weird mood due to coffee/tiredness/excitedness/happiness etc etc
thanks: thister, thield, thlood, tharkson, thillespie, theary and most importantly thamp!
more when i'm not weird, or as weird... lad!
Thursday 20 August 2009
Wednesday 5 August 2009
another day another dollar
i start work at half 10 today, the alarm was set for half 8. i woke up at 7, damn body.
to keep a reader happy, kirsty and donnelly... expect a few more of these as the certain reader is a demanding bugger!
but at the arse end of the day yesterday, i enjoyed a moment that lifted me from the previous squalor that i'd let myself into. as some/all/none of you know i work as a part-time carer for a family friend who has ms and this week i've been working full-time due to the fact that his full time carer is having to sort out family business.
usually stuart, fulltime, would take iain, my employer, out and about and that-however as i'm nowhere near as strong and steady [as i was thinking about this yesterday, i'm not that strong in my arms but my core strength is ok-i just have bad co-ordination and balance due to dyspraxia... yes i'm officially special] as stuart iain has been house bound and i can tell is somewhat frustrated at this and rightly so.
iain's long time gf emily [whom i help by doing the cleaning/ironing etc] came home from work, and it was at this point that something just clicked as i saw her helping iain up and into his wheelchair to examine the new decking layed out the back of their house. it was a simple and day to day act for them, absolutely nothing out of the ordinary [for them, for quite a few other people it would obviously be so]
the true love and dedication that emily showed at this point in time just made me smile so much, as ms is an utter cunt of a disease and inflicts truely disabilitating pain on people for no good reason and can majorly disrupt lives. however i feel that they way iain and emily have dealt with it is with true grit, the carry on regardless stiff upper lip of a large section of the british population.
i loved it. i smiled and walked into a fine summer's day-or what was left of it and then got on a bus home which i gave the soundtrack of ian brown and joe strummer. brilliant!
i shall briefly return to the main subject of my last blog via the song 'everybody's free (to wear sunscreen)', which jo whiley played on the radio yesterday as some scottish school results were being announced. i refuse to lose contact with penelope cruz [referring to last blog, surprisingly not a real name haha] as she is great and i simply want to see her happy and prospering in life, i can be stuck in my rut forever but i feel a strong need to remain friends as she swayed my life a lot [not only the fact that the word pjizzles is still the coolest phrase that deals with pyjamas i've ever heard hehe]
the tragedies in life [me, joking] are levelled up by the pure beauty of poetry in motion of a couple remaining solid and content or a young life just starting on the road to more love, success, smiles and good times. i'm happy to observe these things and know these people. the sad fact that i often don't experience the full passion and precision of love and life is overruled by the fact that i know that out their throughout this fair land there are millions that do. ace bananas.
as i always do with my blogs seem to ramble on and then towards the end briefly deal with other subjects. i shall do the same here.
whilst writing the above i've listened to radiohead, dan le sac, the prodigy [for whom i had to pause from writing to dance along to voodoo people] and now the streets. which is further nostalgia feeding kirsty haha
the gradball and being physically assaulted and having my ears destroyed by an uproarious miss sloan, classic :)
the pissing on the bus on the way home did make me somewhat of a legend amongst my contemporaries and then jetting off to iow festival the next day whilst hungover was all good fun
its only a few weeks til my birthday meet up in london. i pray for fair weather so that we [uni people, mainly film people] can hang out, get drunk, chat and smile away the day :) i shall arrange the details soon and so check up on your facebook inbox
a final piece to finish with. facebook people, learn to not put drinking/hangover in all of your status updates. well done, you drank a lot and had fun but we've all done it... it doesn't make you cool bragging about it. james suggested that i add 'the gospel according to stella' to my facebook profile as a religious view.
it is ironic and sarcastic. do the same.
smiles
keep it rockin'
to keep a reader happy, kirsty and donnelly... expect a few more of these as the certain reader is a demanding bugger!
but at the arse end of the day yesterday, i enjoyed a moment that lifted me from the previous squalor that i'd let myself into. as some/all/none of you know i work as a part-time carer for a family friend who has ms and this week i've been working full-time due to the fact that his full time carer is having to sort out family business.
usually stuart, fulltime, would take iain, my employer, out and about and that-however as i'm nowhere near as strong and steady [as i was thinking about this yesterday, i'm not that strong in my arms but my core strength is ok-i just have bad co-ordination and balance due to dyspraxia... yes i'm officially special] as stuart iain has been house bound and i can tell is somewhat frustrated at this and rightly so.
iain's long time gf emily [whom i help by doing the cleaning/ironing etc] came home from work, and it was at this point that something just clicked as i saw her helping iain up and into his wheelchair to examine the new decking layed out the back of their house. it was a simple and day to day act for them, absolutely nothing out of the ordinary [for them, for quite a few other people it would obviously be so]
the true love and dedication that emily showed at this point in time just made me smile so much, as ms is an utter cunt of a disease and inflicts truely disabilitating pain on people for no good reason and can majorly disrupt lives. however i feel that they way iain and emily have dealt with it is with true grit, the carry on regardless stiff upper lip of a large section of the british population.
i loved it. i smiled and walked into a fine summer's day-or what was left of it and then got on a bus home which i gave the soundtrack of ian brown and joe strummer. brilliant!
i shall briefly return to the main subject of my last blog via the song 'everybody's free (to wear sunscreen)', which jo whiley played on the radio yesterday as some scottish school results were being announced. i refuse to lose contact with penelope cruz [referring to last blog, surprisingly not a real name haha] as she is great and i simply want to see her happy and prospering in life, i can be stuck in my rut forever but i feel a strong need to remain friends as she swayed my life a lot [not only the fact that the word pjizzles is still the coolest phrase that deals with pyjamas i've ever heard hehe]
the tragedies in life [me, joking] are levelled up by the pure beauty of poetry in motion of a couple remaining solid and content or a young life just starting on the road to more love, success, smiles and good times. i'm happy to observe these things and know these people. the sad fact that i often don't experience the full passion and precision of love and life is overruled by the fact that i know that out their throughout this fair land there are millions that do. ace bananas.
as i always do with my blogs seem to ramble on and then towards the end briefly deal with other subjects. i shall do the same here.
whilst writing the above i've listened to radiohead, dan le sac, the prodigy [for whom i had to pause from writing to dance along to voodoo people] and now the streets. which is further nostalgia feeding kirsty haha
the gradball and being physically assaulted and having my ears destroyed by an uproarious miss sloan, classic :)
the pissing on the bus on the way home did make me somewhat of a legend amongst my contemporaries and then jetting off to iow festival the next day whilst hungover was all good fun
its only a few weeks til my birthday meet up in london. i pray for fair weather so that we [uni people, mainly film people] can hang out, get drunk, chat and smile away the day :) i shall arrange the details soon and so check up on your facebook inbox
a final piece to finish with. facebook people, learn to not put drinking/hangover in all of your status updates. well done, you drank a lot and had fun but we've all done it... it doesn't make you cool bragging about it. james suggested that i add 'the gospel according to stella' to my facebook profile as a religious view.
it is ironic and sarcastic. do the same.
smiles
keep it rockin'
Tuesday 4 August 2009
i am a ladies man, and here is the proof...
i'm watching a film that has steve buscemi, john goodman, philip seymour hoffman, jeff bridges, peter stormare, flea, john turturro and aimee mann.
such a hilarious film. my favourite film ever, the coen brothers' 1998 motion picture the big lebowski. i've written about the film at every stage of my film studies career.
this blog however will not deal with the film, it shall deal with me and my female friends. the sort of female friends that are more than just friends, girlfriends and those i look at from afar.
when dealing with my former success [notice the singular here haha] i shall refer to her as penelope cruz, partially because we are still friends and i've linked her to this blog before... it is a subtle ploy because she'd have no idea i was talking about her if i referred to her by the name of a ridiculously fit spaniard! [on the off chance, if you are reading this the 'real' penelope cruz ( as in if you've the initials mc) i say this all in complete honesty and with love with regards to our past and future etc etc! smile like you always do :)]
so, yes. i'm notoriously a ladies man, with a long long list of ladies that i've looked at and admired. the 'won over' list contains just one name, penelope cruz. [i like how this works, it makes me sound like an actual international playboy]
after wimping out of talking to an attractive female that i've been keeping an eye on [this sounds bad... i havent spoken to her in 3-4 years, and never really spoke much to her then much (in sixth form) anyway, but i thought that if i can woo her its all good... i failed] and being so annoyed at myself that i didnt try anything just really makes a light of my success with the ladies.
the reason penelope cruz and i got together was because of work and the fact that i had to speak to her as i was her 'supervisor' or whatever on her first day. i thought [this is the truth] that she looked like a russian immigrant [or spanish, as she is penelope cruz after all :P], a fit one nonetheless :)
but it was a weird and wonderful day, and from little acorns a brief and lovely lil relationship grew :)
my one success seems to prove to me that i have to be forced into a situation where i can share my personality with someone, for any sort of a relationship to happen-my looks and inability to present a strong first impression of myself means that anything other than this and i fail... majorly!
i have zero confidence as since my relationship with penelope cruz was terminated nearly two years, i have been turned down a number of times and so my wave of mutilation [pixies] crashed into the cliffs. since then the tide has neither gone out or in [continuing with the sea/relationship thing] and is stuck somewhere in the middle of nowhere.
the mutual breakup [a break up is hardly ever mutual, and usually if the phrase is used it means the other person broke up with them. this is true with me and penelope cruz] hit me hard, and still two years later makes me think what once was. penelope cruz is and was lovely.
i'm not sure whether to go for broke and say i've never had a girlfriend however as i'd not want to embarass penelope cruz by her saying that she once went out with me [harsh truth]. she'd be a chapter in my autobiography and i'd be a footnote in hers :)
no proper thoughts other than just hmm'y ones! i dunno, just how one person can affect you-and that multiple failures really do grind you down. i'm simply too cool haha
in other news, i was entertained by radio 1 today. radio 1 is just full of pop music and is basically what you'd hear at oceana on any night of the week!
heard more of muse's new stuff, sounds ok but still just not good really. even the fact that it was recorded in lovely italy doesn't sway me!
ah well.
"take the four dollars..." i <3>
keep it rockin'
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