I do enjoy a good lit. or popcult reference, although mine are always belles lyrics these days. neko made it for a while, as did hem's "the sidewalk bends where your house ends" from "stupid mouth shut."
slowculture:: in the dayjob, we discussed mike judge's idiocracy + how it was treated by foxstudios {practically no theatrical release but it's now on DVD--a ton of scenes are on /eu-tewb/}. blah blah blah. I think it was one rewrite short of being another cult classic like officespace, but it's still pretty good satire, nevertheless. I screened a bit of it; the first act + the portrayals of foxnews {pretty tame considering the possibilities}, costco, hr block {"adult" tax return} + starbucks {offering "hot" + "full body" lattes}. luke wilson's facial expressions are priceless, particularly when the tech in the hospital mixes up the diagnostic probes that go in mouth, ear, + rear. the jackass-esque content on the futuristic {2505} violence channel made me think of the old victorian smut trick of "exposing" for the sake of "enlightening." anyway. it made me think about the "dumbing down of culture" but also how {on the other hand} I have a huge distaste for cultural elitism, particularly in acadème. {maybe it has something to do with the fact that the cultural elitists I've dated on this thing think I'm a {blith.blath}ering idiot.} I'm troubled how I have many colleagues who have a genuine, unveiled animosity towards the youth {stupid students} and the masses {stupid proletariat}.
slowmood:: there's a lot of talk of depression on the blogs. I'm prone to dysthymic lulls + hypomania, + I've learned exercise is my best bet in both cases. I'm in a lull right now + the past few weeks I haven't even wanted to go out on a prototypical date with all of the buildup + expectations. I don't feel antisocial; I'm obviously not holed-up writing my manifesto on an underwood typewriter by candlelight. I don't feel unhappy. it's almost as if I just don't have the energy for the dramaturgy of dating. this is the "down' season, a winter of sorts.
slowfood:: in 2003, I was invited to a reading in bolinas by someone who would later be a girlfriend + a dear friend to this day. bolinas is one of my favorite places. I missed the annual fourth of july tug of war over the lagoon b/t bolinas + stinson beach--I always root for hippy-dippy bolinas. it was late july + behind the author {lisa hamilton} the clouds were racing across the sky with the hills of point reyes in the background. at the reception, there were all kinds of locally grown {west marin county} organic foodstuffs + line-caught salmon from the marin waters. this wasn't a "slow food" {an italian response to fast food culture} event, but it could have been. I have fantasies of replicating this menu on the east coast, perhaps in a brooklyn solstice circumstance::
bolinas museum, 27 july 2003
whole roasted salmon with tomato herb sauce
{jeremy dierks + mt. barnabe farms}
crostini with basil + tomato relish
{fresh run + mt. barnabe farms}
crudité of blue lake beans, yellow wax beans, kohlrabi, + grilled summer squash
{star route + paradise valley farms}
kohlrabi-beet salad on socca crêpes
{paradise valley farms}
nettle + roasted potato frittata
{star route + fresh run farms}
cowgirl creamery cheeses
strawberry tarts
{sartori strawberries}
homegrown plums
{courtesy of karen benke + owen prell}
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