Flat Things Make Me Crazy

X-tina,

Remember when Colleen tried to explain that "180 degree rule" by telling us that there was an invisible line in the room and that we couldn't cross it and then when I asked why she said because it won't make sense and I said but I can cross it. It's invisible.

Well I've been thinking about crossing it. Do you think that makes sense?

Thing that doesn't work #2: Flat things

Love,

Gweew

Look Into Our Private Eyes

It's a lot of pressure hosting a blogosphere of people all on your own. My follower count is at about 8 these days. I just can't do it alone anymore. So I've made the "I" a "We". Thanks for helping out with the blog party, Cwistina.

One night this summer (I think it was this summer although I apparently don't remember anything about this encounter) we had this 2 am (* disclaimer *) brilliant idea to start a blog about things that don't work but that people tell us should and do work. Well, we came up with one and then we ran out of ideas. So we'll probably just complain, maybe say something candidly dry and witty, let you enjoy your daily dose of hilarious with your morning coffee.

We are purveyor's of all things that are Just Fine.
The obnoxious thing is that we think we're awesome enough that people will want to read us bantering between one another. We can't even stand us. It's ok.

Cristina,
this is a gift for you. Welcome.
Also, you can buy this song on itunes. So I'm thinking 1306. Why are you laughing?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v1PBptSDIh8

You're welcome.
Love,
Gweew

World Making: 2009 in a brief review

My Dance Making teacher said something about the structural theme of beginning, middle and end and how it is more like a "World Making."
I like that.

For christmas I asked 2010 to stay home

New Year. New Post. Better face lift.

I don't update much because chances are the only person that cares about this blog more than me is me. Soooo...

My 2009 could be summed up in a couple words.

Downward Dog. Cry. Brooklyn. BFA. Cry. Push ups. Cry. Became righteous-er/argumentative.

This winter break I've read the first half of two books I've wanted to read. So technically that makes one whole book. Been to the gym once. Been to class nonce. Took up walking everywhere for like a week. Tried to alleviate the stigma of the outside in the winter. My thighs kindly asked me to give that one up.

Thought a little bit about furnishing an apartment. Practiced on my room. Bought a mug and a chair.

For christmas I actually got:

Books and socks and danskos oh my.

Goggles

A brief rambling by Greta Gerwig from Hannah Takes the Stairs:

"What I'm saying is I think most plays try to speak to something about human nature that the playwright finds is true. And I think that it's hip right now to look at the world and have it be grim in a certain way. That like, everyone is fucking each other over.

I just think that the most massive tragedy is not that people are trying to fuck each other over purposely. But it's just that seems like that's what a lot of plays are about. But I think the most massive tragedy is that nobody really actually listens to each other. Everybody's just going like this (hand gesture signifying missing each other). Everybody's in love with the wrong person and nobody actually hears what anybody else is saying. Ever. Ever.

I have to take off my goggles because I wanna say something important...

That's like why Shakespear's so tragic. It is tragic on the scale of like, people are doing terrible things but it's also tragic because nobody hears what the other person is saying.

I get really frustrated because I love things so much and I feel like what I do is so trite. and small."

This is Water

David Foster Wallace gave this speech at the Kenyon University commencement in 2005. I read it in 2007. It was published in 2009.

When I first read it, I got through the whole thing, finally coming to the end where he says, "This is water." And I found that to be the strikingest of all the DFW striking lines in the history of DFW. So I send a mass email to family and friends attaching the speech and asking them to read this beautiful piece of insight I had been blessed with. The email subject line was, "This is water"

So I'm hanging out in the Book Table today and I'm about to check out and I stumble across a book by David Foster Wallace (deceased 2008) called "This is Water."

Someone once told me I have a knack for finding unusual striking lines.

I think 90% of what/who we are is never really verbally communicated

"I like to write things down-moments, lists, quotes, thoughts. Compulsively sometimes.

I need to gather all the thoughts that are locked up in my head and put them on paper. Will my memory ever fail me? Maybe that's the precaution I'm taking." -AKR

Excerpts from Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life:

-Birthmark

"To look at my birthmark was to remind myself that I was me."

-Thankful:

"I'm thankful for the sun. It just keeps rising and never asks for anything in return.

I'm thankful for 'maybe'."

-Plot of Soil:

"To look at it is to catch my breath."

-"The impulse to save something good for a better place later is the signal to spend it now."

-Annie Dillard, The Writing Life