January 2012
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No Snacks After 10 PM
A Simple Guide to Sexy Lighting
Have you ever wondered?
Have you ever wondered, Gee, how do I get the lighting in my room to look more, uh, more, uh—huh. Sexy?
Don’t worry. I’ve got you covered. And, no, the answer, surprisingly, is NOT different-colored lampshades. You don’t need any razzle-dazzle to spice up your plain-ass room! You don’t need gels or filters—GELS? FILTERS?...
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December 2011
Life Events, for Facebook Timeline
Made my first Tumblr blog
Convinced [Tagged Friend] to make a Tumblr blog
Joined Twitter
Posted my first tweet
Had a homoerotic dream about [Tagged Friend]
Watched a shitty movie the whole way through on Netflix
Was apparently influential about “Matthew McConaughey” on Klout for a period of time
Followed a link to a Rage Comic posted by [Tagged Friend] and questioned [Tagged...
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Have only seen Ten and now I’m about ten (heh) minutes into Certified Copy, but it is clear Kiarostami enjoys exploring the mother-son tête-à-tête dynamic.
The way the dueling dialogue between his characters plays out is so exhausting because it feels so true; it’s bickering I’ve witnessed between my nephews and my sister, my cousin and his mother, strangers at hair salons,...
Natalie Portman grew up to be "the swan"
Mom (calling from living room): Laurie. Laurie. Laurie. Laurie.
Me (emerging from room): Hm?
Mom: Who is this little girl who grew up to be a famous actress? What’s her name?
Me (staring at TV screen of young Natalie Portman crying in The Professional): Natalie Portman.
Mom: She’s “The Swan,” right? (to my dad, matter-of-factly) She grew up to be “The...
Highlight of this Christmas was when my grandma clinked her glass against a small plastic tree decoration on the table and said demurely, “Salud, arbolito.”
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PLANET ENO
Been listening to Brian Eno a lot lately and thinking about how “Eno” sounds like it could be the name of an alien planet; it’s rather befitting that his name sounds so cosmic because so does much of his music.
During the short amount of time I had the computer’s volume low, I heard my dad in the other room recount a nightmare he had of our dog breaking into pieces: “I was shouting, ‘Oh no, my dog! My dog!’”
AHHHH, while unpacking I found a letter I had to write to myself in high school that one of my teachers mailed back around the time her students would graduate from college.
An excerpt:
May 9, 2008
You better encompass all of these aspects and experiences, Laurie, because if you do not surely you are crying by now. I say cry because committing suicide is messier—but if you do, at least make...
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November 2011
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tphd:
GO TO A BUSY RESTAURANT DRESSED AS WAITERS AND PRETEND TO WORK THERE
FORCE STRANGERS TO TAKE PICTURES WITH YOU AND COLLECT THEM IN AN ALBUM CALLED “PEOPLE WE DON’T KNOW”
TANDEM COLORING BOOKS
(COOL STUFF FOR COUPLES TO DO)
“COUPLES’ HAPPENINGS”
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Bill Withers - I Don’t Know
Went on campus...
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Script notes
• Don’t let it become too precious. It needs to be warm, but feel tenuous—how do you visually convey that?
• Don’t want clutter, don’t want whimsy.
• No whimsy.
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Last night I dreamt I sat in on an art class that was being held in a museum. The professor was introducing her student’s “inspiring LGBTQ performance art play,” the set for which was basically a queue formed by velvet roped stanchions leading up to a movie theater concession stand.
The actors filled the queue until it was bursting with people; everyone was shouting and...
Paz de la Huerta posing as Michele Abeles at Rob Pruitt’s 2010 Art Awards, Webster Hall, New York, December 8, 2010. Photo: Roger Kirsby.
“[A] celebrity is essentially a stock image, endlessly reproducible, generic, available, disposable. We put stock in these images and put them everywhere. The paparazzi step-and-repeat (that is, the backdrop made up of enthusiastic...