The Ongoing Going On's
It's been a while, i know. I often think, "hey, i should put that on synaesthetic." Then by the time i get home, whatever inspiration i felt is gone. But perhaps the biggest hinderance to getting anything done here is that although i'm grateful to Angel for donating a chair for me, the truth is that sitting on this damned thing is like slapping your ass onto a plank of plywood that's covered with a paper towel for comfort.
Things are steady as they go. I've lost a few more pounds, most nights i sleep alright and for the most part, things are going better. Money is tight. Money is always tight i guess. A dental crown, a co-pay on my BiPAP machine, some maintenance on my car and the general deluge of bills make sure i've little to play with and even less to invest in things like... oh, a better car, investments or a house. But still, things have been decent.
Winter lasted longer than usual this year. Even as recently as a few weeks ago [it's late June as i write this], there was snow in the low passes and some days i had to wear a flannel shirt or my Columbia fleece. Unfortunately the slow languid kiss of winter finally left the beautiful emerald lips of the northwest. The skies are mostly blue and dotted with large lumbering gray bellied clouds. The days seem to go on forever and it doesn't grow dark until 9.30 or so.
In Austin the sun has been full of malice as usual. The skies deprive the ground of water. It's already been more than 100 for the last month. It's weather like that that drove me away in the first place. Let's see... i can live in an overpriced city with condo's being shit all over it like a pigeon fat on greed, or i can live in an overpriced city with decent weather. Hmmm... let's think.
A few days ago i went to see Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay. I was pleasantly surprised. I'd heard that if you were from a southern red state, you probably wouldn't find it funny. And that's why i had to go see it. It was a comedy masterpiece but it was funny. It was also refreshing to see a movie unafraid to show some pussy, ass and pot smoking. It seems everyone in Hollywood is more about sucking corporate cock and trying to reach all of the demographics as possible, so finding a flick that jabbed its finger into the collective eyes of corporate conformidity was truly refreshing.
Speaking of things refreshing, i recently rented The Boondocks: Season One from Netflix. God bless Aaron McGruder. I knew The Boondocks wasn't going to make it. I knew the same thing about Baby Blues and Mission Hill for that matter. I was a bit surprised that Futurama lasted as long as it did. But Matt Groening jammed his finger in the neo con eyes of the idiotic fascist fuckholes at Fox. And while i'm glad he was able to make them squirm and be proven wrong with their decision to cancel Futurama, the truth is shows like that and The Boondocks are too few and far between. Yeah, there's Family Guy, but Family Guy is, at best, sophmoric and masturbatory. It's entertaining, mind you, but its humor is ephemeral and lowbrow. I seriously doubt there will ever be many serious discussions of Family Guy, but Futurama and The Boondocks will be used as historical barometers when judging American culture and politics.
Perhaps the best thing to remember about shows like The Boondocks and The Dave Chapelle Show and the nearly forgotten The PJ's is ultimately they're there to have fun and to give us a chance to laugh at how ignorant our stereotypes are because ultimately it's our ability to laugh at ourselves that show that we've evolved to a better place of self awareness and are better prepared to roll with whatever comes our way.