Monthly Archives August 2005

RIP Sean Murphy

Today I found out that Sean, who used to live across the street from me in my childhood, died this weekend. He was one of my brother’s close childhood friends, and definitely made fun of me in my awkward years.
Though we hadn’t talked since I was 14 and his family moved away, he [...]

Go for the Green, Stay for the Romance

Friday evening was very LA. We all (meaning most of our office) went to a big thing for Filter magazine at MOCA that also happened to be a Basquiat exhibit and a Sigur Ros listening party. Imagine: a magazine, obsessive art and intricate Icelandic wailing all in one place, coupled with the work crew ready [...]

Endings and Beginnings, and Forgotten Orders

So, like most of the known American universe, I watched the series finale of Six Feet Under. And probably like most everybody, I feel the simultaneous urge to sing, cry, have kids, go to the beach, see my family and watch home videos. So perfect an ending for so perfect a show. Somehow, with my [...]

Remembering the Penultimate Crit

I was thinking yesterday about crit. Or as I called it then, silverback gorillas pounding their chest to get heard. In the penultimate crit of my MFA, I presented pStruct, wickedly cool application that I developed to answer the simple question: what if data had life?
I launched into a spirited presentation, as I had no [...]

NYC PlayStation Heist

It’s early.
Actually, I, like Ethan, require massive amounts of caffeine to get my day going. I think this is actually how Ethan and I became friends…through our mutual need of caffeine before a class we shared a few years ago. I, unlike Ethan however, have no problem finding my sources of caffeine. [...]

the internet

I knew something was up today, when, on the way into work, I was thwarted from making a left into the Burger King where I customarily get my diet coke. They were doing construction, and hence the right lane leading into the drive was blocked. I thought to myself, “this indeed is strange,” while I [...]

Time

Its a funny thing, time. You find yourself watching as it passes slowly, then fast, slowly then fast. Today was spent mostly in meetings, and the time was fast until repose in the evening, then slow again. I look at clocks and one by one things move toward a past, and are lost in memory.
Memory [...]