Saturday, December 11, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Artsy-Fartsy
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| "Black, and a Slightly Darker Shade of Black" | |
| Oil on canvas, 1972. |
K: I think it represents the human condition
J: true though that may be, the title (ModernArt.png) is inaccurate
K: no it isn't
K: because it is an homage to modern art
J: oh I see, the title is part of the artwork, not merely a descriptor of it
J: that's pretty clever
[Context]
People Who Use Hashtags Outside of Twitter Annoy Me
After much resistance, I recently started using Twitter.
#Fail
#Fail
Thursday, December 2, 2010
A Reflection On Life
A few days ago, I drove from Orange County to Monterey, and back. In a day. For fun. Alone.
Most of my friends probably think I'm a bit (a lot?) weird, but as someone that enjoys the open road, I think it's quite normal to want to go on a drive just for the sake of doing so. I mean, motorcyclists do this kind of stuff all the time, so why not car drivers?
So I went up US-101, got lost in downtown Santa Barbara, took a wrong turn to Solvang, then drove up CA-1 through Big Sur and eventually to Carmel. It was a Monday and traffic was awful through Los Angeles, but after that it was absolutely brilliant. The past few times I drove through the twisty coastal route between San Luis Obispo and Carmel were on weekends, and I got stuck behind massive traffic, but not so this time. They say this road is a National Scenic Byway and an All-American Road, which means it is a destination in itself. Going here, then, is like visiting Disneyland or the Louvre. Except better.
To be honest I prefer the coast north of the Golden Gate even more, but the Big Sur coast is still a spectacular road. So when I arrived in Carmel around 6:00pm, even though it was dark and cold and I was 380 miles from home, I felt pretty good about myself. The return leg was 5.5 miles of nonstop driving down dark, mostly straight and boring roads, but that doesn't matter because in the end, I was somehow satisfied with myself for having done this. So to the naysayers that told me this is a stupid idea and that I'm wasting my time and money on something completely pointless: sod off.
Somehow I've deviated from my usual tone, but I've come to realize that I hope this can be an analogy for my life as a whole. If, having gotten lost, taken a wrong turn, and endured long boring stretches, I can feel as satisfied in the end as I did on this brief road trip, I think that is a damn good life.
Cheers.
Most of my friends probably think I'm a bit (a lot?) weird, but as someone that enjoys the open road, I think it's quite normal to want to go on a drive just for the sake of doing so. I mean, motorcyclists do this kind of stuff all the time, so why not car drivers?
So I went up US-101, got lost in downtown Santa Barbara, took a wrong turn to Solvang, then drove up CA-1 through Big Sur and eventually to Carmel. It was a Monday and traffic was awful through Los Angeles, but after that it was absolutely brilliant. The past few times I drove through the twisty coastal route between San Luis Obispo and Carmel were on weekends, and I got stuck behind massive traffic, but not so this time. They say this road is a National Scenic Byway and an All-American Road, which means it is a destination in itself. Going here, then, is like visiting Disneyland or the Louvre. Except better.
To be honest I prefer the coast north of the Golden Gate even more, but the Big Sur coast is still a spectacular road. So when I arrived in Carmel around 6:00pm, even though it was dark and cold and I was 380 miles from home, I felt pretty good about myself. The return leg was 5.5 miles of nonstop driving down dark, mostly straight and boring roads, but that doesn't matter because in the end, I was somehow satisfied with myself for having done this. So to the naysayers that told me this is a stupid idea and that I'm wasting my time and money on something completely pointless: sod off.
Somehow I've deviated from my usual tone, but I've come to realize that I hope this can be an analogy for my life as a whole. If, having gotten lost, taken a wrong turn, and endured long boring stretches, I can feel as satisfied in the end as I did on this brief road trip, I think that is a damn good life.
Cheers.
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