7/05/09

No surf today. Sleepy sleepy sleepy in.

After watching Tate play baseball yesterday (he slid into first!), I went to Dave and Elyse’s house in Oakland for some BBQ.
It was good-times as usual and fun playing with his son Ethan: Mr. Smiley and Laughy.

Drove home during the fireworks show. Pretty tired - I love 238, fuck - but managed to listen to Studio 360 talk about F. Scott Fitzgerald and the Great Gatsby on the way home. When I got there I listened to This American Life, drank beer, and posted to this thing. Passed out listening to the Giants replay.

Lincecum pitched, but I did not find out that they won nine-zip until this afternoon. Today is another story for them… I stopped listening for a phone call and then found they were getting their ass kicked and Randy Johnson hurt his arm. Maybe when you already win 2 of 3 you take that third day and rest. It might not be right, but it makes sense.

There are parallels in my life...

Sleep sleep sleep

I keep having dreams where I am failing out of college. In the dreams I am enrolled in 15 units but have only gone to two of the classes with any dedication. In the dream, sometime last night or this morning, I tank the two classes I am dedicated to in a failed effort to catch up on the level 2 English composition class and Math class. It’s like I’m doing them while I am working at the city and at a college as a professor already. Somehow, I’m doing remedial work.
Hmmm… I think, stroking my chin.

I have decided today is a “no car day” for me and Begley so I road my bicycle to Campbell to see the Disney/Pixar UP!

Go Ed Asner! Let me tell Jeff and Allison that he did a cameo on the White Shadow episode I watched just the other day on Hulu.

Also, props to Fenton’s Ice-Cream. They get mentioned in the film. Check the link. Pixar is more San Francsico than L.A. and I think it shows in their content. But, I don’t like their use of “black-voice.” I missed the part about the talking dogs and confused them with the talking hamsters (Tracy Morgan) from a trailer I saw.

It’s hard to understand what is real when watching this movie. I was reading the Roger Ebert Blog. (By the way, he sent me this link after he saw Geography 186 – the Infomercial.)

I think the Paradise Falls in the movie is Angel Falls, Venezuela in real life…
What is better – composite animation or the real thing??? Movie geeks identify it with other movies, I trip on how real their depction of the terrain is…
Plus, good geography stuff. "Cumulonimbus." "GPS, or GPM..." (as it falls from the sky)
Also excellent in terms of imagination and sentimentality.

Whatever, otherwise...

The Pruneyard – Catch it!

Whores at the movie theater - in front of Boswell’s, turning tricks in the parking lot.

Gothic whores!

This is awesome for the spirit.

Later