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I consider myself to be very fortunate to have some of the coolest friends around.

Take my friends Sarah and Mandy for example. They took it upon themselves to make custom cheesy Christmas cards for everyone… not e-cards mind you; these are honest to God tangible, authentic, delivered in a paper envelope Christmas cards. Ok, so they printed them at Walgreens… but still. It’s also true that I received a bunch of Hallmark cards this year from various friends and relatives, and I sent out none. But, I said my friends are cool, not me.

Technically I contributed to this cards creation, although I claim no rights to its genesis, I was the photographer of the moment…

Now imagine you are surrounded by thousands of tiny sea horses…. CLICK, ok… I think that’s going to turn out real nice…

Why do I take the time to fire up my trusty blog and write a post about this on the cyberwebs? Well I think this is the stuff of intention that is going to last out the coming subprime facebook induced relational crises of the 22nd century. I am starting to truly believe that we are building networks of “life streaming” that are all together unsustainable and dehumanizing. Thanks for the bail out Sarah and Mandy.

I am on the verge of a new years commitment to write a letter by hand to every friend I have on facebook… numbering near 250 now. I may do some un-friending between now and 2009… its nothing personal… and that’s the problem…

Categories: Friends, Art, Compliments
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I just sat down at a friends house for a casual Christmas hang out moment, and ended up revisiting this classic. Its super cheesy in so many ways… but for a 9 year old boy with an inborn appreciation for jet fighters and doing things that are cool, this movie has it all. It’s like the Karate Kid, but with missiles. Thinking back, this is certainly one of the movies that has shaped all of my life long ambitions, I still want to learn how to fly and someday “Run the Snake” on a dare… not to mention fly a covert mission into Iraq and rescue my dad while blowing up their oil refineries to the tune of Queen’s “One Vision”.

Want to feel really cool… dig up your Sony Walkman from 1985, strap it to your leg, and drive around with this mix tape blowing you through the stratosphere…

1. One Vision - Queen
2. Iron Eagle (Never Say Die) - Hooker, Jake
3. These Are the Good Times - Hunter, Myles
4. Maniac House - Rew, Kimberley
5. Intense - Clinton, George [1]
6. Hide in the Rainbow - Dio, Ronnie James
7. It’s Too Late - Dexter, John R.
8. Road of the Gypsy - Adrenalin
9. Love Can Make You Cry - Kehr, M.
10. The This Raging Fire - Halligan, Bob Jr.

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  Iron Eagle
  Director: Sidney J. Furie

Categories: Dreams, Movies
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Breath

A play by Samuel Beckett lasting for precisely 35 seconds, considered the shortest play ever written. It was first staged in New York in 1969. Originally written for Kenneth Tynan’s revue, “Oh! Calcutta!” Unfortunately, the producer added “including naked people” to the stage directions and Beckett withdrew his piece. Considered to be Beckett’s final comment on our state of existence.

Curtain.

1. Faint light on stage littered with miscellaneous rubbish. Hold for about five seconds.
2. Faint brief cry and immediately inspiration and slow increase of light together reaching maximum together in about ten seconds. Silence and hold about five seconds.
3. Expiration and slow decrease of light together reaching minimum together (light as in 1) in about ten seconds and immediately cry as before. Silence and hold for about five seconds.

Rubbish. No verticals, all scattered and lying.
Cry. Instant of recorded vagitus. Important that two cries be identical, switching on and off strictly synchronized light and breath.
Breath. Amplified recording.
Maximum light. Not bright. If 0 = dark and 10 = bright, light should move from about 3 to 6 and back.

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Categories: Philosophy, Art, Script Ideas
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