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Thursday, May 19th, 2011
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1:15 am - Prepare for Extreme Fangirl Squee! (Rammstein Flavored)
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Tonight I saw Rammstein in concert for the first time, and, most likely, for the last time. I doubt they will come back to the Bay Area any time soon, and I feel supremely blessed I was able to see them in Oakland.
Rammstein is an old band with a large repertoire of songs to choose from. Most of the stuff they played tonight was from their latest album "Liebe Ist Fur Alle Da," along with some old fan favorites. ("Mein Teil" and "Amerika" were sadly lacking.)
Highlights:
Each member of the band burned holes through a thin wall to enter the stage.
They used their fire-breathing apparatuses during "Feur Freui." We're talking giant tongues of flame leaping from the band members faces, people!
During "Ich Tut Dir Weh", keyboardist and band's favored whipping boy, Flake, was put into an old rusty-looking bathtub. The lead singer, Till Lindemann, was then levitated high above the tub on a giant metal piston-like mechanism. He was almost as high as the stage lights before he took a big metal bucket and "poured" sparks & fireworks into the tub in a flaming stream, brilliant and blinding. I could feel the heat on my face, way across the auditorium. Then Flake emerged from the tub in a glittering disco suit, having been "cleansed!"
At the beginning of "Weiner Blut," a spotlight shown on Till, who operated an old fashioned gramophone while narrating the beginning of the song (a dark tale of child abuse and murder, natch!) and then the stage lit up to reveal dozens of baby dolls hanging by their necks behind the band.
During "Pussy" (of course), Till had a giant dong-shaped cannon that shot out white confetti. It was a lot of white confetti!
At one point during the encore, the keyboardist was placed into a rubber raft and passed around the audience. Brave soul!
The set of the stage was awesome, metallic and industrial-looking pipes with over-hanging lanterns that shone a shifting pattern of red & white lights. And there was RED FIRE at some points.
The keyboardist cut an amazingly hilarious jig-like dance while the bad set up for another song.
They set the keyboardist ON FIRE, he ran around the stage for quite a while BURNING before they put him out. I mean, WOW O.O
For the song "Engel," Till donned flaming angel wings, which I sadly couldn't see very well.
Till rocked his trademark "smeared in motor oil & wearing dirty sort-of lederhosen" look like a champ.
I had so much fun tonight I can still hardly believe it was real . . . but I'm wearing the T-shirt to prove it!
TL/DR: :D :D Rammstein! :D :D
current mood:  ecstatic
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| Monday, April 11th, 2011
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4:32 pm - Who is This? Why do I write like him?
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. . . After Visting Wikipedia . . .
"long multi-clause sentences"
Oh. Ok. I see now. Headache-inducing clauses characterize us both.
But here's a fun quote from him:
"fiction’s about what it is to be a fucking human being,"
It ends with a comma because, of course, it's only one part of a string of clauses that blink in inscrutable patterns like dysfunctional Christmas lights.
Oooh! And here's another:
"The really important kind of freedom involves attention, and awareness, and discipline, and effort, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them, over and over, in myriad petty little unsexy ways, every day.... The only thing that's capital-T True is that you get to decide how you're going to try to see it. You get to consciously decide what has meaning and what doesn't.... The trick is keeping the truth up-front in daily consciousness."
Well, that's kinda vague, pretentious and has grandiose positive intentions, innit? Zang! There's another thing we have in common!
And he committed suicide. Stop killing yourselves, authors. Just, stop it. It makes you look bad, especially after you've made sweeping statements about how others should live their lives.
current mood: amused
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| Sunday, March 13th, 2011
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11:14 pm - SQUEE!
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| Wednesday, March 2nd, 2011
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5:30 pm - Rant Mode 2.0
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This time it's not as abstract. Damn, I don't even want to waste the effort forming sentences about this. I'm bouncing back and forth between dull apathy and CAPSLOCK RAEG!
Anywhoodle, here it is.
( Life is Dumb. Also, I'm a Bitch )
current mood:  angry
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| Sunday, February 27th, 2011
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11:49 pm - Rant Mode: Engaged
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This is going to sound like I'm really, really, puppy-kicking angry. I'm not! I promise I'm not. This is just something I notice that constantly grates at me, and either I get it out of my system or I explode irrationally one day for no discernible reason. I think a lot of it is due to the fact that right now I feel like a kid in a sandbox watching adults live real lives and knowing that I'll never be like them . . .
( Here There be Shitty Metaphors )
current mood:  blah
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| Monday, February 14th, 2011
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5:02 pm - It's Valentine's Day . . .
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| Wednesday, February 2nd, 2011
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10:27 pm - Useless Epihany #10298, Divided by Zero (roughly)
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( An Angsty Thing I Wrote a While Ago )
That memory is something that refuses to go away. I think I'd like to blame all of my faults on it, but hey, it was just a wooden jungle gym and other kids have been through worse and survived. Also, the jungle gym is gone and the wood has rotted and circle of life and all that stuff.
But now I know why I wrote this! It's so I could use "Gaping Head Wounds" as a tag.
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| Friday, January 21st, 2011
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11:34 pm - Seriously!
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| Monday, January 10th, 2011
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1:43 pm - WTF Farscape?
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After watching through most of the seasons of Farscape, I have to say: Just how frelled up was the ending to season 4? That's the most brutal ending to a sci-fi series I've ever seen! I was actually laughing in shock. Oh well, at least Scorpious was kinda happy?
I heard that the puppet they used for Rigel was one that Henson made before he died, and no one knew what it was supposed to be used for. I think he would've been proud that it became a well-rounded character in a show with a human cast :)
But seriously, this show is some extra-special brand of crazy sauce right here. When it's not bounding off into irrelevant story time land, everybody's going nuts, sleeping with each other, having hallucinations, or being tortured in horrific or fetish-y ways. I don't think there will ever be a science fiction show like that again! Farscape's unique in that it focuses on emotional and psychological conflicts. Inner space in outer space ftw! Also, when I was young and watching random, out of order episodes on Sci Fi, I absolutely did not get the sheer hilarious awesomeness of all John Crighton's jokes and pop culture references. (It maybe helps that Joss Whedon has taught me to love that kind of dialogue.) Also, I have much love for Aeryn as a badass lady protagonist.
This is Wayne Pygram, who played Scorpious. He's basically Australia's version of Jakie Earle Haley. Apparently he was a pre-Grand Moff Tarken in the Star Wars Prequels (erg), and had an appearance on "Lost" as some kinda healer person.
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| Tuesday, January 4th, 2011
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10:37 pm - My Not-Secret-at-all Online Persona
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| Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
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3:02 pm - "I dreamt a dream last night"/"So did I"
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"What was that dream?"/"That dreamers often lie!"
(Can you name that quote, kids?)
My dream last night was really weird. Weird enough to leave a lingering unease/"wtf" feeling in my brain. That means I have to write about it. So there you go, journal. I'll put this weird mental stuff on a plate and leave on the window sill for the crows to eat.
Well in my dream, as in a few dreams I've had before, the ocean was nearby. The landscape I walked in was part forest, part beach, part suburb. The ocean began to swell and rise. Huge waves rolled over the land and over me. Drowning, spluttering, tossed around and dizzied, insensible. I escaped into a car and tried to drive away, but the ocean had flooded the roads. I had to drive through the water. This was hard because some of the water was shallow, some of it was deep, and I couldn't tell the difference by looking at it. The car sank but I escaped, don't ask me how. There was some other, larger threat too, that was causing the floods, I forget what it was exactly. Something like a growing, moving disease or decay that was eating up the landscape, and I had to run as it spread. If it caught up with me, I would die. I remember begging, pleading with my family and friends that we should leave this place, everything is dying, and if we stay we will die too, but no one was listening to me. Like in the horror movies, when you want to tell them, "Leave the freaking house! Get out of that hotel! It's full of evil and demons and zombies and teeth!" But they stay anyway, God knows why, until it's too late. My friends and family just looked at me, and I began to think that they knew we all would die if we stayed, they wanted us all to die, they were staying here on purpose, so that everything would be destroyed. Then I woke up on the second day of the new year, way too late.
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| Wednesday, December 8th, 2010
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11:29 pm - I Turned Into A Newt But I Got Better
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Well, if by "newt" we mean "person with a disgusting cold" and if by "better" we mean "slightly less crummy feeling." For a while there, I was even Too Sick to Internet :( Yet I fell asleep to "Let's Plays" on YouTube by the excellent LordVega. His voice sounds jolly and nerdy and he says amusing things and I find it very comforting.
I always seem to get sick this time of year. But, now I'm well enough to bake cookies and run outside. I was so stir-crazy after 3 days of bed-rest that I went out into the frigid air and it felt wonderful. Left me tired and beaten-up feeling, but worth it.
In some ways I feel guilty for not working during Christmas time, as I have no money for presents and I feel guilty about all the retail workers putting in extra hours just so we all can be gift gluttons. Yet, this year, I have been super-inspired to make things for people, and these things, unlike presents I have made in the past, please me. They are fun to make and satisfying to complete. And they look better than any other hand made gifts I've given in the past. No way could I have done this after working eleven hour days at some store! I'm also baking more than one kind of cookie to give away. So there's that. Nothing, however, can prepare me for the empty feeling January brings. I feel like I need a January Contingency Plan of Action to ward off paralyzing sorrow. I also wish that were a hyperbole. This New Year will be a Year of Productive Deeds. Not because I want it, but because it must be, and because, on some deeper level that lurks beneath my thoughts, I DO want it. Not to please my relatives and loved ones, not because of money really, but because I need to be a useful person and I have been starving myself of usefulness. Time and life are going by at such a swift pace, and living at home makes me feel constantly broken-hearted. I never meant to break my own heart, but I feel as though I may have, through sheer neglect.
So this year I can at least try to prove that Intellect and Romance > Brute Force & Cynicism.
current mood: better-er
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| Thursday, December 2nd, 2010
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3:26 pm - A Picture of Girl Getting Bitter-er
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Today on the Internet has taught me: a) That I have no sense of humor and b) I am a Butthurt Feminist. Funny what happens when you express honest opinions. I've been doing this more and more with mixed results on Facebook, Topless Robot, and elsewhere. I've always been honest with you, dear LJ! Some people are like, "Yeah! Right on!" some are like "Meh, your opinion is not important, but mine is!" and some are like "You are wrong and I am right because my opinion is THIS!" Now, I'm not too fond of stirring up drama, but I'm way more likely to give my uncensored opinion over the tubes these days. If peeps don't like it, they can put themselves in the microwave or cover themselves in chocolate. (Seriously, there are chocolate-covered Peeps now! We're all doomed!) I could be worse . . . I could post my honest unguarded opinions about racism, rape culture, abortion, gay rights/marriage, and put up this gem. I love that article, but I can also see why a lot of people would react to it like a bucket of ice water down the pants. Because it kind of is, in a "wake up and take a look at this" way. Perhaps I need to pick my E-battles more carefully or resist the urge to talk/type back when certain people say things that push my "Hey, wait a minute!" button. I have a feeling I'm getting more like this in my old age too; I've been called "Catty" by certain friends lately. Am I bitter? Well, yeah! I guess I am. I don't really have a solution for it, either. Maybe I'm making up for all the years I've tolerated sexist and insensitive bullshit with a smile, because I wanted people to like me. The older I get, the more often I hear the SAME bullshit repeated over and over, until I want to tell people that Gender Does Matter, White Folks Are NOT Colorblind, Gay People Should Marry, and Privilege Exists. So yeah, count me among the fat loudmouthed feminists I guess. I'm turning into a catty harpy-woman, like it or lump it!
This is me in seven years! Don't tell Brent!
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| Monday, November 29th, 2010
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8:20 pm - Wanted: Inspiration
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I know we're all feeling depleted and apathetic right now. This is kinda the natural state of things, especially around the holiday season, when we are more over-extended than usual in terms of time and energy. It's hard to be an artist or a crafter when you just can't keep on pursuing it. I'm gonna take a moment to share with all of you some things that help me stay inspired during a time of frustration and doubt in my own abilities to make and successfully complete ANYTHING.
Resources!
vi.sualize.us You can find so many awesome pictures here. In some ways it's more detailed and specific than Google Image Search. I've found great examples of pulp art, old anatomy illustration, and fashion photos here.
Pictures like these give me ideas for colors, patterns, themes and stuff like that.
BibliOdyssey "Eclectic historic science and art images from rare books and prints." I've posted about this blog before, but seriously, searching through the tags on this site will get your visual and verbal brain working. You can look at prettys and learn things, simultaneously! Right now there's a gorgeous collection of marbled prints up there.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif?v=92) craftgrrl A sweet craft community right here on lj! People post their projects, share resources, and, most importantly SELLING ISN'T ALLOWED! So it isn't just pages and pages of people shilling their Etsy stuff. If you have a craft question, these ladies will answer it for ya! There are a lot of nerdy and unconventional crafts here as well. Waaaaay better than the craftygoth community, fo' sho'!
Free Art Designs to Download! In my case, I'm in love with Victorian fashion & designs. Search Hub Pages for whatever else floats your boat; chances are someone has pictures you can download for free! I've started an electronic hoard of pictures I use for crafting and inspiration for art projects.
Your own Photoshop, MS Paint, Powerpoint, etc. Planning designs and putting together images on PowerPoint helped me plan my craft projects as well as refine my sense of which colors and themes I like and which are just "meh." This is a great way to practice before you start putting things together and making a real project. At least, it helped me a great deal, since I have no innate sense of design, and I have to fumble a lot before I make something I like. For Mac there's a useful image editing application called Seashore available for free download.
Now, ARE YOU READY FOR MY PICSPAM?????
( Fuckin' Pretty Pictures 'N Shit! )
Now Go Forth and Make Stuff!
current mood: Sly
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| Wednesday, November 10th, 2010
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7:17 pm - My First Icons!
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| Sunday, November 7th, 2010
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12:07 pm - Writer's Block: A real eye opener
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| Sunday, October 31st, 2010
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4:53 pm - HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
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| Saturday, October 16th, 2010
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7:30 pm - Video Games vs. Snobbery
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“What is art?” was once the thought-provoking question of the ages. It fueled the Aesthetic movement and made folks like Kant and Oscar Wilde giddy with rhetoric. Since the Aesthetic movement gave way to modernism, this question has vanished into the philosophical ether along with “How many angels can dance on the head of a pin?” It has evolved to become “What is good art?” or more specifically, “What kind of art has cultural value?” This question is especially relevant now, as the most Supreme of all Courts considers whether or not violent, explicit video games should be banned. (Our Govenator sure thinks so, as he signed the law before it was ever challenged.) Sadly, separation of art and state is as much of a joke as church and state. People have gone to prison for buying the wrong kind of comic book.
( Is it Art or is it Crap? )
current mood: Thoughty
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| Monday, October 11th, 2010
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2:48 pm
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Note to self: write an entry about art, video games, and aesthetic snobbery! I actually have something to say about this.
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| Thursday, October 7th, 2010
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