Been on a big documentary kick lately, and loving netflix instant for feeding my need in this regard. Oh, I guess I had one disc sent to me too, but mainly instant, mainly...
Right now I am watching Gonzo, because I have only ever read Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas so I need to know more about Mr. Thompson. Interesting so far, and I think one reason I want to know more about him is because he took himself out, not out of some kind of depression but he felt he was done, so he was done, and I oddly respect that. Growing up Catholic you are taught that there is nothing to respect about suicide, so I want to learn why I oddly respect this one, guess I kinda do with Hemingway as well now that I think about it.
Out of these documentaries I am building up the list of what I need to read also, but when doesn't the list of what I want to read get built up?
Last week I watched a William S. Burroughs doc and really enjoyed that, and of course I have to change the fact that I haven't read anything by him. That was definitely an interesting movie, and a very interesting life to learn about as well. One thing that stuck out was how he, and Ginsberg went through that time as gay men and how that came through in their life and work.
Documentaries are fascinating to me because I always love to have that peek into a life, especially when it's the life of a true character, or a lifestyle outside my norm. Even some of the poorly made documentaries are good watches because you can learn something you didn't know, or even knew that you wanted too. I strive to learn, so I feel better about vegging when watching documentaries...hey whatever helps right?
Went out last night like I mentioned in my last blog, I think Brad and his girl might not be broken up after all. She showed up at the bar and they were laughing and talking, and so I think it was one of those I am going away to school so cut it off now before I give to big a shit. So maybe they will soldier on, maybe they won't, but I was glad to see that Brad wasn't all mopey when I got to the bar.
The night actually turned out pretty cool for me because I got into one of those random bar conversations that happen ever so often. The kind of conversation that you never see coming because you are in a loud room, drinking alcohol, looking around at who else is there, and then all of a sudden you're talking about religion, politics, literature, philosophy, and it all makes perfect sense, even the parts you can't hear. It was cool to get new insight, new avenues suggested to wander down, things to look for, and things to run from. Hopefully I was able to get some across to him as well. I wasn't drunk by any means, but I could feel my conversation starting to run away from me.
Don't you hate when your conversation does that? It's not just me is it?
You don't have to be drunk to experience it, you don't have to be high either, sometimes it just happens from sheer excitement, and when two or more of these things well then forget it. When I find the words coming out of my mouth wrapping around a subject I feel passionate about, well then there is a good chance that I will lose my way at some point, might find my way back, or might find my way taking me to something even better, something that broadens the smile and opens the mind.
I learned a new way to look at The Sun Also Rises, I heard good points, and look forward to running into him again sometime to see where the conversation takes me then.
Nothing like thinking everything is going to be one way and then suddenly finding it is a much better way, a way that has a PBR in your hand and a like mind in front of you.
Right now I am watching Gonzo, because I have only ever read Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas so I need to know more about Mr. Thompson. Interesting so far, and I think one reason I want to know more about him is because he took himself out, not out of some kind of depression but he felt he was done, so he was done, and I oddly respect that. Growing up Catholic you are taught that there is nothing to respect about suicide, so I want to learn why I oddly respect this one, guess I kinda do with Hemingway as well now that I think about it.
Out of these documentaries I am building up the list of what I need to read also, but when doesn't the list of what I want to read get built up?
Last week I watched a William S. Burroughs doc and really enjoyed that, and of course I have to change the fact that I haven't read anything by him. That was definitely an interesting movie, and a very interesting life to learn about as well. One thing that stuck out was how he, and Ginsberg went through that time as gay men and how that came through in their life and work.
Documentaries are fascinating to me because I always love to have that peek into a life, especially when it's the life of a true character, or a lifestyle outside my norm. Even some of the poorly made documentaries are good watches because you can learn something you didn't know, or even knew that you wanted too. I strive to learn, so I feel better about vegging when watching documentaries...hey whatever helps right?
Went out last night like I mentioned in my last blog, I think Brad and his girl might not be broken up after all. She showed up at the bar and they were laughing and talking, and so I think it was one of those I am going away to school so cut it off now before I give to big a shit. So maybe they will soldier on, maybe they won't, but I was glad to see that Brad wasn't all mopey when I got to the bar.
The night actually turned out pretty cool for me because I got into one of those random bar conversations that happen ever so often. The kind of conversation that you never see coming because you are in a loud room, drinking alcohol, looking around at who else is there, and then all of a sudden you're talking about religion, politics, literature, philosophy, and it all makes perfect sense, even the parts you can't hear. It was cool to get new insight, new avenues suggested to wander down, things to look for, and things to run from. Hopefully I was able to get some across to him as well. I wasn't drunk by any means, but I could feel my conversation starting to run away from me.
Don't you hate when your conversation does that? It's not just me is it?
You don't have to be drunk to experience it, you don't have to be high either, sometimes it just happens from sheer excitement, and when two or more of these things well then forget it. When I find the words coming out of my mouth wrapping around a subject I feel passionate about, well then there is a good chance that I will lose my way at some point, might find my way back, or might find my way taking me to something even better, something that broadens the smile and opens the mind.
I learned a new way to look at The Sun Also Rises, I heard good points, and look forward to running into him again sometime to see where the conversation takes me then.
Nothing like thinking everything is going to be one way and then suddenly finding it is a much better way, a way that has a PBR in your hand and a like mind in front of you.
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Yeah, you have to have tolerance and compassion when someone trots out their poorly paraphrased literary reference, but you can also provide the kind service of dropping knowledge. That will help him when this relationship returns to its previous state of bliss and/or demise and/or both. Relationships are like that, after all.
I need to read some new books! I've been trying to rework the second half of the semester because I am encoutering the too much to do not enough time to do it dilemma right now. *sigh* I don't want to just pile more work on my students, after all. I need a fun book, too. I had them reading short stories recently and that was way fun. We shall see.