S. Darko

One of the people who used to live at my apartment has apparently not cancelled his Netflix account.  After leaving Choke on the coffee table for a month, I finally figured out whose it was and returned it, only to get the next was on his list, S. Darko.

I have this to say: One of the worst movies I've ever seen, at least of those connected in any way to a decent movie.  It does not jibe with the Donnie Darko mythology, but they ridiculously use props and imagery from the original in meaningless ways to try to convince you that it does (i.e. the rabbit mask and the weird tube thing coming out of people).  I can only assume that no one who worked on the original film had anything to do with this one, with the possible exception of some socially retarded dweeb they allowed to bring them coffee sometimes (quite possibly the horrible actor who plays Jeremy).  If this goddamn piece of shit weren't so horrible, I'd complain about the fact that about a third of it is just montage to random songs.  And if I were one of the about 5.9 billion people who say the original is their favorite movie, this one would piss me off.  Fortunately for everybody, almost no one even seems to know it exists.

Identity Crisis

I'm having a bit of an identity crisis: I'm not really a hipster, and I'm not really a yuppie, though I share characteristics of both.  Call me, if you will, a yupster.  This happens to be one of those dichotomies that doesn't have much of a place for its hybrids though.  Being some of both seems to make me a complete outsider.  Unless, that is, I'm passing as one or the other in their respective venues.

This dilemma was really brought home to me today, after I ordered a soy cafe au lait at a totally hipster coffee joint.  Now, I prefer coffee shops to have a nice little counter whereat one might dress up one's own coffee to one's preference, with skim or whole milk, half and half or soy milk, plus an assortment of sugars, calorie free sweeteners (preferably including a stevia product, but good luck finding that), and other coffee accoutrements.  In New York though, you never know what they will or won't have, many places not having any counter at all, others sporting only half and half, soy milk, brown sugar and simple syrup, or some other such combination.  At many if not most coffee establishments, you will only get sneers of disdain if you inquire about the availability of any sugar free syrups.  And so, as I walked out of the cafe with my coffee, walked half a block down, stopped on someone's stairs and added a few Splenda packets from the stash I keep in my bag, and tried stirring them with one of those longer, sturdier Splenda packets before abandoning that tactic in favor of using one of the stems of my Ray Bans shades, I realized that I need to find a coffee shop at which I belong.

And the yuppie/hipster dilemma is all the more real and important even than my coffee issues to me at the present, as I have two interviews on Monday morning, one for a salaried corporate job and one for a job at Trader Joe's, two and a half hours apart from each other, between which I am hoping to have time not only for the commuting but also to change from my classy interviewing suit to my upscale casual interviewing outfit.  And I still haven't decided whether or not to slip my lip ring back in between the two interviews.

In other words, who am I?  Where do I belong?  And where do I go from here?

Someone please please please please buy me this

I've been waiting for it for a couples years now, didn't think it'd come so soon!!!

http://store.neurosky.com/

A really cute application of it:
http://www.networkworld.com/slideshows/2010/030910-geeky-items.html?source=NWWNLE_nlt_daily_am_2010-03-10#slide8


Also this:

http://www.brookstone.com/VIDEO-GLASSES-FOR-IPOD-AND-IPHONE-IDESIGN.html




Maybe one of these, just for fun:

http://www.amazon.com/CARD-PIN-HOLE-COLOR-VIDEO-RECORDER/DP/B0039H9LUG/REF=SR_1_1?IE=UTF8&S=TV&QID=1267744996&SR=1-1

Nowism

I StumbledUpon this video of Jim Carrey extolling Eckhart Tolle's Power of Now spirituality.  And he was very sincere about it, it was clearly very meaningful to him and everything, he's kinda tearing up a bit talking about bringing laughter into people's lives.  Then at the end, text comes up encouraging you to go to this Eckhart Tolle TV website, and it gives you a promo code for a free download if you join the site.  So I go there, 'cause this stuff has fascinated me for awhile.  And there's Eckhart Tolle in a video on the front page, and I click on join, and start entering my desired username and password, etc. when I see 89.95!  Whathefuh?!  A spiritual website with pretty heavy duty membership costs, huh?  Jim Carrey's sincerity is starting to look a little bit like Tom Cruise's insanity.  Fuck this.

Haagen Daaz has come out with a new ee cummings approved flavor!