Sexual politics as observed from an episode of Boston Public. Alan’s a lawyer who claims he’s in heat, and he’s the kind who never has to prowl. Women tend to find him. He harasses a new associate by constantly leering at her and she succumbs.
Marlene: This will stop.
Alan Shore: What will stop?
Marlene: You and your little games. They’re a distraction and they will stop.
Alan Shore: What do you suggest instead?
Marlene: We’re going to make love. You’re going to give me everything you’ve got. We’re going to get this out of our system. It will be kept between the two of us, and then we will move on.
Alan Shore: Sounds very organized.
Marlene: Cut the nonsense. Are you in or not?
Alan Shore: I’m very much in. However, I have some thoughts. First, I’m a bit old-fashioned when it comes to certain women. I prefer to do the stalking.
Marlene: You’ve got 24 hours.
Alan Shore: I certainly won’t be timed.
Marlene: I think you’re vile.
Alan Shore: That’s a very good sign. For some, it takes quite a while to reach that point. But you seem very in touch with the worst that the world has to offer. You’ve always been a very bad girl. And now you’re working to awful and you think I’m just the lucky lad to get you there. You just might be right. As long as it’s…messy…and…hurts just a bit.
He runs his hand slowly up the back of her thigh, just under her skirt.
Alan Shore: …just as soon as I’m back from Los Angeles.
Picks up his briefcase and exits.
what a bastard i am for not remembering my actress’s names.
in the weeks following surgery, i was feeling a little slow and my short term memory was a little wonky. i was a little worried about my cognitive ability, so i found this website, Lumosity, that has cognitive training games and lets you keep track of your progress. there was this one match game, basically Memory, where you have cards in a grid, and you flip two cards, trying to find the two that match. Except rather than two identical matching cards, you have to match a name with the face. I was pretty good overall, but I saw a lot of discrepancies in how I recognize people by name. I recognize young guys who are smiling the easiest, followed by men who aren’t smiling, and far in the distance…women. If two women had blond hair or similar “styles,” i couldn’t tell which name belong to whom for the life of me.
it shows my priorities. I love me some men with nice smiles, don’t give a shit about women.
Director: Julia P. Shih
DP: Brett Juskalian
Cast: Max Herholz
Seeing as I believe everything happens for a reason, I asked the mysterious lyrical poet, “What inspires you?”
His answer:
What inspires me. A burning question that haunts me quite often i’m afraid. The funny thing is, it’s almost like different periods or even different pieces I’m working on in succession require DRASTICALLY different inspirational conduits. The reality is people are not static, artists especially. I can deliver placid faces, surface level conversation and emotions for the people around us and meanwhile there are raging rivers of change below the surface…(what is that called, scanda?) At least that’s how I feel. And in this case it’s a double edged sword, because I’m always evolving internally (positive) but my changes happen faster than my productivity in my creative efforts so that by the time I can get something done, I’m not feelin it as much anymore!! Lol. That is a bit of an extreme though to be honest, but very relevant.
What inspires me is usually movement and progress with OTHER things outside of my creative life. As much as I hate to admit it. I’d like to think that if I had all the money I needed without having a job, and if I could get by in life without the paper degree saying I’m teachable and reliable, and I could just float around as I please and write, that I would be as happy as could be. Truth is, I had a taste of that and it had the exact opposite effect. Movement and progress in other life areas, even if its a sport or a social activity. Progression + evolution x outside of creative passion = the drive and sometimes the inspiration.
I have the usual ones too though, nature (ambiguous I know, water is my favorite though. Lakes oceans rivers..large puddles. rain), and people watching places, like coffee shops downtown with really large windows. Lol i’m sure I could go on and bore you but there is so much to say on such a small question!
Oh and here, dine on this video when you get a chance, some of Ms. Gilbert’s ideas on SEPARATION OF SELF FROM THE RECEPTION OF THE CREATIVE PROCESS is REALLY REALLY important to a person like me, I’m soooo critical. And I have what I would like to believe is a pretty good spiritual belief system, and I try and put it to use in this realm of my life as best I can.
In this video though it just reaffirmed some of my beliefs or methods in separating ME from IT. It’s interesting to hear someone else describe their personal methods though.
Enjoy.
heads up. today’s another 3x 9 day. make the most of it. look for signs of life. magic.
back in seattle. got hugged by a crack ho trying to get me to give her 5 dollars for “a sanitary napkin.” i gave her three dollars, which was what i had in my pocket, kind of thrust them at her while twisting out of her grasp, mostly because i was afraid she would try to hug me again.
experimental stream of consciousness writer who may or may not be a liar. sanest person you've ever met but i'll look you in the eyes like a computer eating magnets. what i don't know about you, i'll make up. and you'll still love me because you don't know where i went that moment you swore i disappeared. my moods chase the seasons and i hear it makes an interesting read. i like smelling good.