You guys, remember when I made this? Hahahahaha. (This was back when I was really into that skinny handwriting that’s kind of hard to read.)
/Ugh ugh ugh procrastinating from my Second City sketch that’s due tomorrow.
Procrastination is a son of a gun. Best of luck on your sketch.
In Writing 1 last week, we were supposed to come up with a pitch for a sketch. This week, we were supposed to take that idea and flush out a 5 pg scene. It took a while but my first draft is done. I can’t wait to share with the class on Saturday. Hopefully it works…
Work has been able to get me to stop thinking about today, to a certain degree. But there are some interesting tunes that’ll set the tone for how you feel about Valentine’s Day.
For some self-reflection and loathing of this day, perhaps AFI’s “The Leaving Song” is appropriate. “Poisoned hearts will never change…” Powerful.
For a bit more romantic take, “Would You Lay With Me (In A Field of Stone)” is emblematic of that person who will be with you, through thick and thin, in spite of it all. “Walk a thousand miles through the burning sand…”
Shakira’s “Si Te Vas,” or, “If You Leave” is the random VLC player choice of music to begin “celebrating” Valentine’s Day. For one, this was still a part of her classic, socially conscious, rock period which won her a lot of notoriety all across Latin America and Spanish-speaking American audiences before selling out to “Hips Don’t Lie” and dangling her two week old child at a Barcelona FC match like she was Michael Jackson in a balcony.
I miss this Shakira. There was a rebelliousness to her music during this era that’s missed among “She Wolf.” That said, Taylor Swift wishes she could pull off a power ballad or otherwise about being a scorned lover half as good as this offering by Shakira.
It starts off soft, and you can feel the tension start to build after the first couple of phrases with the electric guitar riff.
During the chorus, you can really hear the acoustic guitars shouting out above the percussion and emphatically, she proclaims she’ll be fine on her own, and telling her ex, you go with that witch you’re with now and see what’ll happen to you. And if you try to come back to me, I won’t be here and I am not interested.
She also throws some disses at the other lady in the second part, in particular poking fun of when “y la cerulitis invada sus piernas,” “and then cellulite will invade her legs.” So much brilliance, such an awesome Anti-Valentine’s Valentine’s Day song, because fuck it, I’ll be better off without you. I’m just going to let off some steam.
Inspired by introvertedchicagoan, here is a picture I took of an Abe Lincoln sculpture last week at the Art Institute of Chicago.
Lincoln has always been a favorite for many Americans and historians. He has received a renewed notoriety due to the film starring Daniel Day Lewis. As with every historical character, there are good traits that are mythified and flaws that sometimes are brushed to the side. But there is no arguing Lincoln’s place in American history.
And as I look back on my visit to the Art Institute last week, I can’t help but be reminded that having Lincoln so close is like seeing the Lincoln Memorial in Washington, DC, but on a much smaller and intimate scale.
Ralph Wiggum. Sleep. Viking. Me.
So it looks like I’m going to have to move in the near future. I’ve had some interesting times in my current place. I lived here during high school. I was in college when it caught on fire. We came back after it was repaired by the insurance company. But the time has come to move on (and out) and spread out wings.
It’s going to be a daunting task as my mom is, to be polite, a hoarder. So there’s a lot of stuff we are going to sort through and pack. Luckily there’s an interesting little place nearby that’s up for sale at a reasonable price where we should be able to make room. That said, I wouldn’t mind a little more time to adequately sort and pack.
It’s a fixer-upper I am told, but let’s see what happens. This might make an interesting Tumblr project. But until then, sleep.
So I woke up this morning to find Twitter abuzz about the sudden resignation of Joseph Ratzinger, the artist formally known as “Benedict XVI.” Despite bearing an eerie resemblance to Emperor Palaptine of “Star Wars” there were other reasons to be have been suspicious of Ratzinger’s appointment.
As is becoming more and more evident, the Catholic Church has a problem with its priests abusing their trust and violating young children of all ages, genders, and creeds. It’s sickening the degree in which Ratzinger, in his role as Prefect of the Sacred Congregation for the Doctrine of Faith, engaged in cover-ups of child abuse, and as pope, furthermore perpetrated the cover-ups. It’s this same behavior along with an antiquated mindset on other doctrinal/social issues that have isolated many Catholics and driven them away from Sunday mass.
While one should be hopeful that the Catholic Church can right his ship, the fact that Ratzinger is still among us make me think Ratzinger will have the cynicism to be actively involved in the conclave to choose his successor, which will continue to perpetuate atrocities against children and insist on covering up such heinous behavior.
I’m not so shocked that he is evading his responsibility in abdicating the papacy, but that in giving up the papacy, he should now be liable to now be criminally investigated by any and all local and international police force for obstruction of justice, at minimum. A man of the cloth does not go about destroying the trust of 1.1 billion faithful.
Truth.
(by Tyler Feder)
That cat sweater you posted earlier really seemed to inspire you today.
Filed under: things I sing to myself when I’m having a bad body image day.
(by Tyler Feder)
I feel that something this deep deserves a more thorough response than just a “like” or a “reblog.” Tumblr’s format isn’t the greatest for giving feedback, but here goes nothing, I suppose.
I’ve never really understood why some people have body issues with themselves. I suppose I should since I’m overweight but I haven’t allowed it to be a deterrent in my daily life. Yes I should lose some weight but you just have to be comfortable in your own skin.
I used to have a friend in college who was bulimic. Even with this condition I thought she was a real pretty young lady. She eventually got help but it hurt me the way she was willing to hurt herself so much.
I suppose there’s a lot of pressure on young ladies to look, act and feel a certain way. But there are people in this world who will like you, appreciate you, respect you, and love you for being just the way you are. Regardless of any aesthetic changes, so long as the inner core of the person’s feelings remain true to themselves, there’s nothing to fear or be ashamed of. And I think your drawing shows that.
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inspired by the work of SAUL BASS, ART GOODMAN and DAVE NAGATA.
hitchcock typeface by MATT TERICH. tumblr theme by MATTHEW BUCHANAN.
