After watching Inherent Vice, I was still fascinated with the story, so I finished the novel in a brisk seventeen sittings. We still tag along as private investigator “Doc” Sportello takes on a case like the movie that it inspired, and though much is still the same, there are certain elements that make the novel cooler and crazier at the expense of being more cluttered.
I wanted most and least to write about this, so let’s just get this done. I was invited to see Clutch and Orange Goblin on March 29th 2013 during a spot in my life I barely remember where I was financially insecure with a rough job and the emotional immaturity to blame all of my problems on others. I had a little to drink. I woke up the next morning and finally decided to face my problems.
Two hundred and sixty seven. The most I’ve ever weighed at just around six foot. The last time I let myself go this badly was coincidentally around a time I could easily join a training program that taught about general health and specific fitness. I burned sixty pounds in six months. Gaining the weight back was inconsistency and a little more, so now that I’m back at rowing and thinking healthier, here’s what works for me.
There’s a poignant moment in a video about Smiley, an aging golden retriever, where after telling the audience about how he’s growing older, Smiley’s owner asks her son if the dog will live forever, and he naively responds yes. Digitally, perhaps. Smiley in some large way reminds me of my childhood dog Patrick, quickly becoming the accidental mascot of this section, and though this was something I learned long after he’d passed, Patrick taught me the value of morality.
I’m testing an idea of peppering rewardingly time-consuming content like reviews between content I can write quickly, like updates to The Story, with the goal of getting those creative gears moving more efficiently. These updates to The Story will be spoiler-free because after all I haven’t decided the formal name let alone began writing it yet, When I do, I’ll use a tag, and until then here’s my recent brainstorming and musings after the jump.
You’ve gotta start somewhere. Year of the Cobra, along with other bands expanding the Seattle sound into heavier territory like Wounded Giant and Devils Hunt Me Down, could eventually boil over into wider acclaim. They’re tenacious enough to perform as much as they can. Fill the opening “local band” slot for some rock bands that don’t sound anything like you? Sure! Any opportunity to practice, refine and develop their sound, aiming to win new fans and solidify existing fans.
The hardest thing you can do is be yourself. When you forgo your group’s identity, your duty becomes protecting you and yours rather than relying on others. You have to be ready to defend yourself against those who take potshots at your newly solidified identity. Let’s expand from a specific example: about three hundred people have illegitimately attempted to break into this website within the last ten days and you know what? They failed miserably!
If the concept behind zombies, and their permeation into popular culture, fascinate you, yet wrestling does not, would the WWE Zombies line of action figures be a good launching point into better appreciating the hobby? Maybe not in terms of suddenly becoming interested in wrestling. Just gaining more of an appreciation. I started with Dwayne Johnson because he’s about as good a candidate as any to test those waters having long broken free from being strictly shackled to wrestling as The Rock.
For years, I considered only one performance eligible for a “perfect” five star rating, a concert that inspired me to value impossibly dedicated work ethic over all else. Seeing GUITAR WOLF might have inspired my work motto of “I won’t take a break until I sweat!” I’ve since attended more concerts and seen other performances that have reached that trifecta of catchy, fun, and inspiring music to open the floodgates, including The Creepshow.
Most “nice” people seem so worried about offending others that they’re willing to get walked over to avoid any conflict before exploding in uncontrolled anger. I’ve been guilty of that. In recent years especially, I’ve been trying to improve, so I’ve been thinking about how to hold true to your beliefs while adapting to the world. Taking a lesson from my childhood dog Patrick, I think I’ve found the middle ground.