Tuesday, March 22, 2011

He's still got it

Remember when John used to listen to songs and then describe the scene that plays in his head while he listens? Well, we just did that. Here it is.

"The Light" by Album Leaf- There's a lady on a boat looking out at the San Fransisco Bay. She is running her hands on the rail of the boat while contemplating. Flashback! It's Christmas time in the city of San Fransisco. You're looking over a bedroom streamed with clothes and there's shattered glass. She's sitting in the corner crying. Back to the boat! She kind of takes her hand and rubs it through her hair. She looks very distraught. She sees somethign off in the distance in the bay. The mist is clearing as the boat heads into the bay. She looks behind her and there's her daughter holding onto a little teddy bear. And she beckons to her daughter to come toward her and picks her up and holds her in her arms. She whispers, "We;ll be okay, Sam, we'll be okay."

"Redford" by Sufjan Stevens- A car is driving through the plains. It's a pickup truck. There's one person in the front seat, two sitting in the back in raggedy clothes. The car speeds through the plains. You see smoke up ahead, gray ashes drifting through the air. As the car keeps on heading in you see people walking away from the smoke carrying all their luggage and belongings. They look at each other with desperate eyes. The car keeps on speeding through. It's the city where everything is lying around in ashes. Houses are broken down with debris all over. The car slides in front of a building that is torn in half. Two men quickly rush in, running up the stairs pushing away trash until they discover.....

"Black Hawk War" by Sufjan Stevens-- A boy wakes up and runs down the stairs extremely hungry but following the scent of bacon from the saucepan. He doesn't know where he is or how he ended up there. But he keeps following the smell. He runs and runs and runs, running through legs of people jumping over crevices, sniffing. Wait...this is a weird song.

On Dreams

JOHN: I had this dream where I was talking to this girl and all of a sudden inflation exploded in Argentina and the girl simultaneously exploded. And then I woke up.

Saturday, March 19, 2011


There are so many weird and sad people in the world, and a lot of the time you don't see them because they are either crying in their bedrooms or you are too busy checking your iPhone to notice.

The other day I was in the food court of an airport of all places and there was a woman there playing the flute rather poorly over really horrible canned muzak. She was really frumpy but she had clearly dressed up for the occasion with black slacks and this weird psychedelic silk shirt. Her husband was there too, just sitting next to her waiting to change the muzak CD.

I don't know why stuff like this always gets to me. Maybe it's a family thing. Caleb, for instance, still can't pass a Sleepy's without thinking of the sad employee he met there like two years ago, who seemed to have no hope and no happiness sitting in an endless room of mattresses. I guess I just feel that subtle hardship-- like being lonely, unappreciated, or awkward-- can sometimes be more difficult to stomach than show-stopping hardship.

As I sat there listening to her finale of "Climb Every Mountain" end with no applause I could not help but feel overwhelmed with sadness. I almost couldn't enjoy my Cinnabon.

Soon it was time to go to the gate, so I took one last forlorn look at the scene and melodramatically checked my e-mail two more times. My heart was torn to shreds.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Hat on Stick

So a couple weeks ago I went to the rally in support of Planned Parenthood with some frendz. Why? Because I am what a feminist looks like! Just look at the button I got if you don't believe me.

Okay well I lied about the button, they had them but I never got one. Double drat! But anyway, oh man I had so much fun! Things got so crazy I almost burned my bra!

Really though, some weird stuff went down, and that's because weird stuff always goes down at rallies. Especially when those rallies are in Manhattan.

The weirdest thing I saw was this:

What does this mean, exactly? Is there something political about this hat that I'm not understanding? Is it just supposed to be hilarious or is there a deeper meaning?

Anyway, I felt the rally feeling like a super feminist, and at least a little confused. But that's better than being confused and just an OK feminist, which is how I usually feel.