Ooooooo. The cover to “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows” is pretty sweet. I still think it’s quite hysterical that the adults in England get their own separate “adult friendly” cover so nobody will know they are reading a kid’s book.
Upcoming Music
Nine Inch Nails’ “Year Zero” on April 17th.
Tori Amos’ “American Doll Posse” on May 1st.
Bjork’s “Volta” on May 8th.
The Next 20
For lack of anything better at this second … here’s a list of the next 20 movies that Netflix is sending my way.
01. “The Sea Inside”
02. “A Room With a View”
03. “Touching the Void”
04. “The Cider House Rules”
05. “Alphaville”
06. “Paradise Lost: Child Murders at Robin Hood Hills”
07. “Paradise Lost 2: Revelations”
08. “War-Gods of the Deep”
09. “House of Flying Daggers”
10. “Duel”
11. “Touch of Evil”
12. “The Barbarian Invasions”
13. “Jekyll & Hyde: The Musical”
14. “Gypsy”
15. “Auntie Mame”
16. “How to Marry a Millionaire”
17. “Titanic” (1953)
18. “The Lair of the White Worm”
19. “Blood Feast”
20. “Color Me Blood Red”
Dreamtime
Don’t you just hate it when you have a vivid dream that fucks with your mood the next day?
I dreamed last night that I was on a reality show. The premise of the show was that a group of people had been selected to renovate an old, abandoned church. The kicker was that the church was supposed to be haunted. The dream didn’t reveal what the goal of the show was. I just know that some of the participants had already left and that today was going to be my last day on the show. I was quitting and getting out. Outside the church the air was heavy. It feels like premonition of awful things to come. So, I go inside and we are working in the stairwell on the second floor. There is a long dark hallway that leads off the stairwell and I am very aware of an evil presence lurking somewhere just out of sight. As we continue working I wonder why nobody else can feel just how bad things are going to get here … that something really terrible is going to happen to those that stay in this place that used to be a house of God but where only dark things now reside. The hour of the day grows late and the presence seems to be a lot closer and stronger. It is time for me to leave but I am too scared to walk down the stairs by myself. I tell the others that someone is going to have to walk out with me …
And then I woke up.
Music courtesy of The Heart Throbs.
INLAND EMPIRE: Some Thoughts
Franke and I went on Friday night and submerged ourselves for three hours in David Lynch’s mind fuck of a movie “INLAND EMPIRE.” I have my own theory as to what the movie *might* be about but I do think that a second viewing would be necessary to hash it all out. For those causal Lynch fans out there that think “Eraserhead” and “Lost Highway” are too confusing, you never need to see this film. It seems to make no sense at all. Through the course of the “story” there are plot points and images that want to connect themes and ideas. But do they? Are we even supposed to make sense of the entire thing? Maybe it’s not a movie at all but truly “art on film?” Whatever the merits of the movie are, it’s a love/hate affair. The last time I saw lots of people leave a movie was when we went to see David Cronenberg’s “Crash.” Even the self-proclaimed “hard-core Lynch fan” in front of us only made though two hours before leaving. Franke has suggested that the film needs to be seen again in an environment where it can be discussed while it’s running. I would have to agree with that idea.
Aftermath
Just to gross you out on a Monday morning, here is a picture of my finger from last night. The “oozing” has stopped and a crusty scab is starting to form. I am amazed at how fast it seems to be healing after less than a week. ‘Cause trust me … it’s looking a lot better than it did last Thursday when they took the surgiseal off. Looking back at the picture from last Tuesday, they sure did do a wrap job on that finger.
Show or No Show?
Scott seemed pretty hot last night to see a picture of the wound on my finger. I have actually been debating about it since they took the surgiseal off yesterday morning. It looks pretty gross and slimy right now since it’s coated in triple antibiotic cream. But, I really don’t want you, gentle reader, to become ill over your keyboard. Some people do have a low threshold for that sorta thing. I, thank goodness, don’t or I would have passed out 20 times already.
Opening Today
Hot damn! The Fine Arts has gotten the new David Lynch film.
Rx Visit (Redux)
I was back at Urgent Care again this morning for a check on how my finger is healing. Since surgiseal actually gets down in the wound, they have to dissolve it in some sort of solution. So, after and hour of soaking my finger and cutting little bits and pieces of the dressing off, the nurse finally just had to yank it off. Not the most pleasant sensation in the world but it was definitely better than having the surgiseal applied in the first place. I was thinking yesterday that when the bandage came off that I would be surprised at just how small the wound is and feel silly about all the fuss … but, no … I took a pretty good hunk of my flesh off. It’s clotted somewhat and is still seeping a little bit of blood. The nurse informed me that it would “ooze” like this for a few more days. Fun! So, now it’s wrapped up in non-adherent pad (with some triple antibiotic cream) which I will get to change and re-wrap as needed. The cool thing about this is I can now easily unwrap my finger and show folks the gapping, bloody wound. I am gonna see how many people I can gross out before the weekend is over. Yeah!
Mid-Week Statement
I am tired, my finger hurts … but the Aquos is still super hot.
I Lost Out
I had a fight with the paper cutter at work this morning … and, as you might suspect, the paper cutter won. It’s prize was a nice hunk of flesh from the side of my finger. So, after much bleeding and a trip to the Urgent Care Center, I am all bandaged up. Looks like I will have to be this way for about a week. Because of the way the wound is, they couldn’t stitch me back up. Instead I have a dressing of surgiseal that’s supposed to help the blood clot and close the wound. I think I would have rather had stitches ’cause it felt like the nurse was grinding steel wool into the cut when she applied the surgiseal. That, my friends, is when the boss got to see me cry.
Mmmmm, Widescreen!
Oh, baby! The new television has been installed and is working just great. I had to resist the urge to start re-watching all my movies since I can now see them much, much bigger. Whoo!
Every single person that has found out I have gotten the television has asked, “Does this mean you are going to get cable now?” The answer to that question is “NO!” I still think there aren’t enough good programs out there to warrent me taking on a $$ cable/satellite bill.
Yup. The television is just for watching movies … lots of movies … and hosting some cool movie marathon parties.
One thing that I did discover this weekend is that your regular dvd player will look just fine on a HDTV as long as you are able to hook it up using component video cables as opposed to the standard composite (yellow, red, white) cables. I first used the composite cables and the picture looked pretty bad … all fuzzy and pixelated. So, I went out and got some component cables and things are looking much better. Granted, I am not currently getting the 720 or 1080 resolution that the television delivers, but it’s good for me for right now. I imagine at some point in the future I will upgrade to a dvd player that upconverts with an HDMI cable.
So, if you plan on purchasing a fancy television like this … I think you can ignore the sales pitch that you have to buy a new upconvert dvd player immediately. Get those component cables and you’ll be real happy … like I am!
Jealous?
Heh. My television is way cooler than your television …