As my readers will probably not remember, I (very) briefly had an e-mail ‘newsletter’ that was a bit like a blog. It was called Miscellaneous Garbage, which was probably a pretty apt title, and indeed, could be said to describe much of the Internet. I like the phrase Sequential Oblivion, but I’m not sure it actually fits with the contents of the blog. Back when I used e-mail a lot, I used to spend an inordinate amount of time thinking up clever subjects lines, and I think I was pretty good at it. Now I can barely summon up the mental energy to write an e-mail, leave alone being clever with the subject line, which I am usually tempted to leave blank. I also spent a lot of time thinking up usernames that were cleverly symbolic or amusing. However, I digress. I will for this post revive the format I used in Misc. Garbage.
The movie I watched most recently (if I recall correctly) was All About Eve (on New Year’s Eve, appropriately enough). Old movies are sometimes less predictable (which I appreciate–I’ve consumed so much fiction that the truly new or surprising is rare), because storytelling and filming have changed since movies were invented, not too long ago. This movie is about a woman who thoroughly insinuates herself into the life of an acclaimed stage actress, who is played by Bette Davis. I think it took longer to tell this story than a modern film of the same story would have done, but I wouldn’t say it dragged, it just moved slowly. As for my opinion of it, I found it worth watching and quite interesting.
Foster the People: Houdini
I enjoy music videos that have a narrative.
Who knows. Are we heading into a glorious future, or are we tail-spinning into a hellish dystopia? WordPress refuses to recognize dystopia as a word. Is that significant? In all seriousness, there seems to be both grave cause for concern (such as global warming!) and for hope (sustainable solar energy!).
Please control your guns.
Lost and Found:
We have, regrettably and regretfully, had to shut down our Lost and Found section due to Fraudulent Claims and the distressingly large number of crying children who have been “lost” (we suspect deliberately) near the premises.
If anyone is interested in paying me to write, I’m available! But I will need the money in advance. In gold sovereigns.
This section is difficult to fill, because although good news must surely exist, it is usually carefully hidden under the cobweb of lies and hysteria that is the 24-hour news cycle. Perhaps you have good news you would care to share with the Internet?
We don’t seem to have any editorial submissions. We could blame this on the apathy of the readership, but we think we know where the blame really lies: with Evan, the intern.