Wow, my blog post count (not including this one) is now at 1111. But over 3 years, that's not so bad, really.
Anyways, hahaha, what a great day! After seeing Laura and Dana off, I spent a little time working on some recording, but that didn't really get very far. So, hopefully, tomorrow before band practice I might at least be able to get a bit more accomplished. In any case, I headed on down to Blacksburg with my bag full of my pirate best and my make-up case full of crazy colors.
While Mike's laundry was drying, we spent a little time over at the mall, in Hot Topic and Spencers, to see if we found any last minute pirating gear. We didn't buy anything, but I was very pleased to see that HT had both Deadstar Assembly and Orgy in their music section. Rock!
So me and Mike got all dressed up afterwards back at his place...he helped me create my very first pirate costume, and so I now dub my character as Gothy the Pink Pirate. (Mike, that's so going in your book). So we got all pirated-out, did our make-up and painted our nails (and now Mike knows how to do both and can indulge in his pirateness self-sufficiently, eh?) That lead to a discussion about the de-genderizing of society, but I've already talked about that in a previous blog entry.
...two disposable cameras later, we had successfully completed our pirate photo shoot. I told Mike he should be a model, and that I was going to send the pics of him to Hot Topic. I think he thought I was kidding.
Remaining dressed up, we went back to the mall and saw Devil's Rejects. Now, horror flicks aren't especially my thing, unless it's more of an old-school thematic thing like Dracula or something. But in any case, the movie was alright. I think the biggest plus was constantly breaking the horror with some kind of lighter, almost flippant atmosphere with scenes of family, humor, and good ol' southern rock. The movie also successfully defined the villians into actual tangible characters, that you would never think you'd feel sorry for, but you do. Had a more realistic and gritty feel to it than most horror movies, so that was interesting. Overall, it was ok, and there were a few good moments of both story and cinematography, but not something I'd trouble myself to really recommend or say I'd watch it again.
As much as I wish I could have stuck around Blacksburg for a second photo shoot or to head out to the bar in my Gothy outfit, I'm tired and headed back here. So I type this, finish a beer, and head to bed...
Before I crash out, I think one of the things I like about Mike so much is that when I'm with him, I feel...real. I think part of my problem in my life situations is that I tend to be an absolutist, even though I know better (Polanah taught me about our damned Western thought, right?!) and so I keep falling into the trap of "all or nothing" when people don't really work that way. So when I'm with him, talking to him, knowing I can both trust him and also have him be completely honest with me, I tend to see things probably as close to the truth that I can get. And that's a comforting thing, because, usually, things turn out seeming like they're not so bad as I might have originally led myself to beleive. I guess when I'm with Mike I get a cool blast of reality, and that's a good thing, especially these days.
"Freedom comes when you learn to let go,
Creation comes when you learn to say no."
- Madonna, "The Power of Goodbye"
Anyways, hahaha, what a great day! After seeing Laura and Dana off, I spent a little time working on some recording, but that didn't really get very far. So, hopefully, tomorrow before band practice I might at least be able to get a bit more accomplished. In any case, I headed on down to Blacksburg with my bag full of my pirate best and my make-up case full of crazy colors.
While Mike's laundry was drying, we spent a little time over at the mall, in Hot Topic and Spencers, to see if we found any last minute pirating gear. We didn't buy anything, but I was very pleased to see that HT had both Deadstar Assembly and Orgy in their music section. Rock!
So me and Mike got all dressed up afterwards back at his place...he helped me create my very first pirate costume, and so I now dub my character as Gothy the Pink Pirate. (Mike, that's so going in your book). So we got all pirated-out, did our make-up and painted our nails (and now Mike knows how to do both and can indulge in his pirateness self-sufficiently, eh?) That lead to a discussion about the de-genderizing of society, but I've already talked about that in a previous blog entry.
...two disposable cameras later, we had successfully completed our pirate photo shoot. I told Mike he should be a model, and that I was going to send the pics of him to Hot Topic. I think he thought I was kidding.
Remaining dressed up, we went back to the mall and saw Devil's Rejects. Now, horror flicks aren't especially my thing, unless it's more of an old-school thematic thing like Dracula or something. But in any case, the movie was alright. I think the biggest plus was constantly breaking the horror with some kind of lighter, almost flippant atmosphere with scenes of family, humor, and good ol' southern rock. The movie also successfully defined the villians into actual tangible characters, that you would never think you'd feel sorry for, but you do. Had a more realistic and gritty feel to it than most horror movies, so that was interesting. Overall, it was ok, and there were a few good moments of both story and cinematography, but not something I'd trouble myself to really recommend or say I'd watch it again.
As much as I wish I could have stuck around Blacksburg for a second photo shoot or to head out to the bar in my Gothy outfit, I'm tired and headed back here. So I type this, finish a beer, and head to bed...
Before I crash out, I think one of the things I like about Mike so much is that when I'm with him, I feel...real. I think part of my problem in my life situations is that I tend to be an absolutist, even though I know better (Polanah taught me about our damned Western thought, right?!) and so I keep falling into the trap of "all or nothing" when people don't really work that way. So when I'm with him, talking to him, knowing I can both trust him and also have him be completely honest with me, I tend to see things probably as close to the truth that I can get. And that's a comforting thing, because, usually, things turn out seeming like they're not so bad as I might have originally led myself to beleive. I guess when I'm with Mike I get a cool blast of reality, and that's a good thing, especially these days.
"Freedom comes when you learn to let go,
Creation comes when you learn to say no."
- Madonna, "The Power of Goodbye"
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