Let the Wig do the Acting

I was in my Victorian Lit class today and we were talking about the perception of time and how people are trapped in a snapshot and trying to maintain but time never stops moving forward.  Now I'm not gonna sit here and prattle convoluted mumbo jumbo about humanity and time.  But if you want you can go and read the poem right here--->>> Mariana by Tennyson. And if you think you want to say something about it then you are more than welcome. !

I want to see this movie coming out called The Woman in Black.  It's got Daniel Radcliffe as the main character. I know this person who said they could never see it because it had him in it and he will only ever be Harry Potter.  What?  You're gonna completely cut the boy off because he did one (8) multi-million dollar movie(s of the same series)  I have faith that he will do well.  Oh no now I remember that she said she couldn't watch How to be Successful in Business Without Really Trying because he was in it.  So dumb.
Has anyone watched that original movie.  It's completely strange and almost Willie Wonka-esque.

Song of the day is Far Away by Jose Gonzalez!
You may recognize it from the game Red Dead Redemption.  I remember the first time I heard it.  I was sitting in my old dorm room and my boyfriend of the time was playing it in this round purple chair I had.  I had to get rid of that.  No room.  Anyway, we had a ps3 and I was on the little loveseat next to him.  And he crosses over into Mexico and this song starts playing and I'm listening and I look up and I just get entranced by this scene where you are just riding your horse and running along this lonely dirt road for the whole song.  It was so cool.  By the way if you have never played this game it is not only amazing but also completely beautiful! The detail is phenomenal.

Movie of the week is The Royal Tenenbaums!
This movie is from 2001 about a dysfunctional family.  It's fantastic.  Wes Anderson is a great wonderful director.

Insidiously,
Mav

Late Night Cap

It's been a while.  I've just finished my first week of classes.  They were great.  I'm excited about my Victorian Lit class.  We did the overview and my professor was saying that a lot of the topics we would be covering were "stoner" issues.  That is right up my alley (talking about where humanity is in the universe).

I'm watching Pride and Prejudice (the newest one).  It's my favorite.  Now I love Colin Firth and the old one a lot but there is just something about this new one that          I love.  Whenever I watch movies I feel like I can see them being made.  Like I can feel the set.  I like how this movie doesn't have that awkward British humor.  Now I love my British comedies just as much as the rest of the world but that doesn't mean the humor isn't just ever so very much British (clearly).

mmm Summer Saugsage.  Don't you just love a slice of Summer Sausage on a Ritz?

But this movie, this story I suppose, is very pan-generational in a way. Sometimes I see the way that one of the characters is on screen and I just see that they are acting.  I guess this is like what I was saying earlier.  But I see how they react to certain things because that's the way they are written but in my head its a bit overdramatic or something and I just think, "What's the big deal?"
My favorite scene.  In the drawing room.  Mr. Darcy is writing.  I love how Mr. Bingley just looks like a big goof when he laughs at Elizabeth's joke.  Goob.
I like to watch this movie with the commentary because the movie is quiet itself and the commentary is too, so it will just relax you into a coma.  I wish we still dressed nicer.  Like a guy walking down the road in tails and women always wearing dresses.  So fancy! It could be updated of course to current fashions.  Mmmm Matthew Macfadyen is so yummy.  I want an english style home with all the different rooms and such.  'Twill be a goal I have for my perfect house.
Aw Lizzy loves her sisters so much.  I love the hand moment when Mr. Darcy helps Lizzy into the carriage.  Most beautiful.
I used to not care too much for Kiera Knightly until this movie and also The Jacket (with Adrien Brody [HOT!]).  I think she did such a good job.  And when I watched the commentary the producer talked about how she was very still between takes and saved all her energy for acting the scene.  I respect that kind of passion.

I am thinking that I want to get a blacklight tattoo.  I would tell you what I want to get but then you might steal my idea then it wouldn't be as special.  But don't worry, when I get it I will certainly share some pictures.

What do you think about scarification?

I love all the angles and the layout of this movie.  How the camera moves is so nice.

I'm taking an art class so you can expect to get some pictures of my work in the future.  Speaking of my work I wrote a little poem, well it was a note I left myself when I was taking a plane flight back home from my mom's house in West Virginia (so I found my poem again just now) and I thought it felt like a poem when I read it so I thought I'd share it with you.

Don't Forget

Don't forget the way the sun shone
through the windows on the plane
and lit up the opposite side of the cabin
in circles like small swaths of fire.

Song of the day is The Hardest Button to Button by the White Stripes!!
This is such a good song.  Make sure you listen to the lyrics because they are awesomesauce.

Crisply,
Mav


PS: I definitely need to host a ball.  We could dress the period, but the music will be more current.

Flight (a poem)

I thought it would be like water and see the reflection of the stars but it was clouds.  Clouds lifting and pushing against the cabin, they glow from the city and become mountains and they are beautiful and I am glad it's nighttime so I can see this happen.  Radio towers pulse like lightning, streaks across the horizon that waver like a mirage.  Tangible and unattainable.  Light and water redefining the landscape as if it were clay.

Blind Man (a poem)

I wrote a song about a traveling blind
man and played it in a New York
subway.  The eyes of my passing
audience were vibrant, scrutinizing
and distracted so I turned around
and played to the wall and let the
echo pummel my face.  My song
ended and I heard a few thumps in my
donation box.  When I turned around
an old man with bleary eyes was
smiling.  "I like your song," he said and
then he took the hand of the woman
next to him and she led him down the way.

Chronological Tick Tock

So it's been a few days.  I'm getting settled back in here.  I have training for my job every spring and fall and we had our first day of spring training today.  Luckily our last day of spring training is tomorrow so it's not so bad.

Did anyone watch Conan last night? Hilarious.  I haven't laughed that hard at him in a long time.  Everything was about sex.  It was fabulous.  Kate Beckinsale was hot.  She is definitely one of the women I would have sex with.  I'd also do Scarlet Johansson.

I need to find a stamp.

I was thinking about my perfect house.  I think it would be a lighthouse.  On the side of a ravine if possible.  If not that is also acceptable.  I want it to be solid though.  It can't be all rickety and about to fall over.  It will have a fireplace with a tall chimney.  The stairs will line the wall, with 3 floors within the lighthouse tower itself.  I'd prefer it to be in the Mojave Desert or something.  Somewhere I can paint and grow and be enlightened.  I would have solar panels as well.  Of course there are the apocalypse fortifications.

I'm trying to get back on track with my daily rhythm.  Every night I've been going to sleep a little earlier.  My goal is to not to stay up past 2:15 am (ish).  But I had to get up at 8 am so going to sleep at 4:00 am last night I am actually kind of tired.

This upcoming is my final semester and I'll have my 2nd degree.  My first was in anthropology and this one will be in English.

I was talking with my friend Micah, and he was saying that there are only two ways to react to drugs.  You either don't use them or you are abusing them.  There is no okay zone.  And it made me wonder where is the line drawn?

Song of the day is Little Lion Man by Mumford and Sons!

Alternate song of the day is Chelsea Dagger by The Fratellis!!

Movie of the week is 28 Days Later!!
If you've never seen this movie it is one of my favorites! It's about zombies. 0_O  And one of the main actors is Cillian Murphy who is awesome! He was also the Scarecrow in Batman Begins and the bad guy in Red Eye with Rachel McAdams.  So watch it because it's great.

Mav

Back to Reality

Today I checked my mail and there was a letter from World Poetry Organization (Association?) and it said on the front FINALIST RESULTS! and the first thought that went through my head was "Why would they send me this.  It's not like I'm a finalist."  And I open it and it says we loved your poem.  Let's publish it.  I stood there in shock but as I read through they really did want to publish my poem.  HOW AWESOME IS THAT!!!

Here is the poem: Zombie

chemo-thinned hair, strung across an oxygen deprived skull,

shone silver against the splotched,

dark dermis

blue veins clouded once-brown eyes,

hidden behind half-closed lids

matted with salty dross

lips crusted in a sticky residue of spittle,

velcroed to a gaping mandible

hung on weak joints

gasping breaths, ceding

into barely audible inhales

signal the end

decrepit body pressed into the mattress

a final attempt at being undead,

not dead

When I presented this poem in my workshop the professor was like you need to cut out over half of this.  Everyone else in my class loved it.  I took out about 3 words haha.  I'm glad that's all I did.  In your face professor man!!

I had an Old English professor once who limited his family to 3 exclamation points a day.  That's just so ridiculous. He is a nut though.

I feel like a hack.

My holiday is over.  I drove back to Oxford today.

So I'm watching this show called Being Human with my friend Phillip on Netflix.  And it's about these people who are afflicted with some 19th century fairytale disease like werewolfism or vampireism or ghostness and they are trying to be normal and go about their lives but its turned into a mopey oh look at me I'm not normal. Poor me.  Who cares if you are different.  You should take pride in how special you are.  The werewolf guy is kinda cute though.  He looks like a puppy when he is being human.  I want to watch him change though.

Oh shit it just sucked me in.  Everyone watch Being Human because its good.
I wouldn't want to be a werewolf because you'd have to go through all that body changing pain.  That would be horrible.

Song of the day is This Fire by Franz Ferdinand

Mav

In a Technicolor Dream World

Last night I was in the most beautiful place.  I went there with my best friend, Joe.  It got me to thinking that the way the world is is just so pointless.  There is so much greed and hate and want to control.  We need to appreciate everything that is around because we are it.  The human element makes this whole world possible.  We created it.

I was very connected to Joe.  It seemed as if our auras were touching.  Our very beings were intertwining.  If you have never felt this with anyone then you are missing out.  Because a human being is so big.  Bigger than the universe and everything inside of it.  I used to think that my ideas were as big as the universe.  This was before we knew the universe had an ending to it.  Now I feel as if me and my ideas are so much bigger than the universe.  As soon as you  can calculate its bigness then its no longer so grand.  But the things in life that are really important are endless.  Like ideas and emotions.  When I was connecting with Joe it was as if our endlessness had become the same.  It's something powerful accept someone else's endlessness and its so beautifully content.  When you can accept everything that someone is and isn't and could and can't be.  That's bigger than anything.

Song of the day is Blue Monday by Flunk!!! Check it out!

Enigmatically,
Mav

you are now entering the twilight zone

So today I went on a quest to buy incense.  It started in line at the License Office with my biffle, Allison.  I had to get a replacement ID because I lost mine in the Atlanta airport.  And I'm pulling into the parking lot and I go to park and I'm cutting it close.  I mean not even an inch.  But I am so sure I would have made it.  And this woman stops walking by and stands there and stares with this bitch look on her face.  In my head I'm yelling, "What Grandma! Wanna do something!" but my face just makes a goofy smile and I go into reverse as she stares.  Allison was freaking out because she does that.  I parked safer the second time but I am almost completely positive I would have made it.

The face lady from the parking lot incident was in front of me in line and when she went up to get her picture retaken I may have made a snide remark that she may or may not have heard.  My new picture is a thousand times better than my last one.  I looked like I just got arrested for manslaughter.  It was horrible.  This one improves upon it tenfold.  Once I had my new ID I headed to this place 2nd and Charles (you can trade and give books for money and you can buy as well.  Its awesome!) and I took a box of books to hand in.  Mostly manga, but also my hardback Harry Potter first editions (haha) and my Inheritance firsties (books 1,2,3) hardback too and a couple other things.  And you know I went in expecting to get at least $20 and I broke that and got $31.  But here is the kicker...I needed the cash, but if I had gotten store credit I would have gotten $70.  That's crazy!! More than twice as much! I almost did it to and just shelled out another 30 and got this nice new record player, but no I didn't.  I had to go buy incense! In fact I made it out of that bookstore without buying a single book and with 31 more dollars than I had going in!  Yay!

So we go to the mall and Allison needed a pink tanktop and I needed incense so I needed to go to Spencer's.  Which we parked on the clear other side of the mall from it.  Because I didn't know where it was.  I do now...R2.  So we stop at all these stores on the way to Spencer's and there were some we were like we'll hit on the way back.  At Spencer's their incense were all crap but I did find a black lightbulb and bought that. Then we stopped at all the stores then checked Macy's where Allison finally found the perfect shirt.  Then she gets home and puts it on and it rips.  -_-

So we go down to Cloud Nine and look at their incense and I get some, but I stood there sniffing and resniffing for like 10 minutes before I decided.  Nowhere carries my favorite kind anymore.  I can find it online but after tax and shipping its like $8 a pack.  And I think it's worth it but it wears on the wallet.  I get home with my new incense and I'm trying them right now and I'm fairly satisfied.  It's good to know I have something that can sort of hold me over until I get the good kind.  I would give you the name, but then you will want it and that means less for me.  I'm selfish.  I know.

Song of the day is Lithium by Nirvana!!!!

You know,
Mav

PS:  Allison found my other earring on the floor amongst the many fibers of my carpet.  I was extremely joyful!

I'm Floating Away

We don't use all our christmas tree lights because we quit using real trees in 2001 because we were in South Dakota and if you have never been there, let me tell ya, there ain't nothing there.  And when we got the fake one my mom got all into fire safety and shit.  We got rid of all our old awesome, bright colored lights and bought all white ones -_-.  We had these ones that kind of looked like bongs and they would get hot and then bubble up the spout.  We called them bubblers.  And we had the non approved, outdoor use only in temperatures under 20 degrees C6 bulbs all different colors.  Our tree was the prettiest girl at the party.  Now our trees are fake and then our first tree got pretty janky so we bought a new one.  The new one has lights pre-strung and we still add lights but now we have like 8 extra strands.  So I stole a strand and hung them in my room, around my bookcase.  I like it, but I want to get some colored lights to go around my headboard.  I think that will even things out.

Oh I did find these two old lightbulbs in my bathroom.  One was green and one was blue (I suppose they still are).  I put them in my ceiling fan and took out the other two and when it gets dark those are going on. I remembered them from when my brother, Seth, used to share that jack and jill bathroom with me.  Which they are moving back in.  By they I mean Seth and Gary, two of my brothers (well Gary isn't really my brother, but I've adopted him).  And I might be moving back in as well and me and all my brothers are gonna split rent.  It's a pretty big house and we've all done it before.  My brother, Ian, has already started the conversion of the basement into his man cave.  So this room is mine.  It always has been.  I don't know what will happen when mom dies and then its just us kids.  Well Ian will probably stay in the house unless he goes to Nashville.  See we will probably keep it for a while because we wont want to sell it but then it'll get to that point where either one of us has to live in it.  We would probably sell it.  You can't dwell in the past and this house is only warm to me now because of the people that live in it with me.  My family, people that I love.  Because home isn't a house, its a place where you are surrounded by those you care about.

So has anyone ever thought that a man that gnaws on the end of his cigar looks a little bit like a dog gnawing on a bone?

I lost one of my earring down the drain and I'm kind of bummed about it.  It wasn't like they were one of my nice ones but just a regular ole red stud.  At first I spelled that with two D's haha.
I'm starting to see why artists rarely get recognized in their time because when its an art thing you only do it when you get the inspiration.  I almost think you have to love the technique as much because to put out a lot of art would be tough.  Most people say they want to paint but never finish the first painting.

Song of the day is Panic Switch by Silversun Pickups!!!

Mav

Diva Needs a Pick Me Up

I'm sitting here listening to the Beatles (no that's not just a nod to hipsters to make them feel included or some shit I actually do like them...you know kids these days) and I like to keep my room dark when I sleep. I don't want to see my hand in front of my face.  And I look up and there is this pink glow because I had a glowstick from earlier on my bed post.  It's strange and the way the light lit up my room it reminded me of this game my friend showed me called Amnesia: The Dark Descent. because it doesn't get completely dark in that game at all and you can go crazy right out there in the open. I said to Joe that it should be called Dim instead of Dark (The Dim Descent).  Yes I make and laugh at my own jokes. Everyone does it.

Even you.

Then before I wrote all of this I wondered if this was the type of thing you people (yes you) want to read?  Then I lay (lay? laid? ly?) there and almost didn't pick up the laptop. I almost left my kitty to sleep where she was and not disturb her. Then I thought who the hell cares.

Movie of the week is Requiem For A Dream.
trailer
It's a movie from 2000 about drugs.  My brother who knows his fair share on the matter says that it's the most realistic movie about drugs that is out there.  I've watched it.  I love it.

Splendidly yours,
Mav

I love rainy days

I keep trying to write this while listening to music and I wouldn't even be close to touching a key when I would have forgotten in because I'm all into my song that I'm listening to.  And don't any of you snobs out there get upset that I'm not using perfect English well you can just get over it because I'm speaking in dialect in all ways (geographical, generational, etc...). Should there be a period there.  Yes.

There is research out there that says music changes your state of mind (don't quote me on that fact).  As in it makes you feel differently: happy, sad and such.  I think that its true.  I am listening to music [clearly -_-] and Hysteria by Muse comes on and I feel different.  I feel kind of sexy and dark and maybe a little bit crazy and its great!  If there are any muse fans out there then you know how awesome they are. Ok so now its the White Stripes-- I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself.  They speak to me. Haha it sounds really cheesy but they do.  It's like its simple but its complicated and twisted.

I'm feeling a little twisted tonight.   ;P

Song of the day is Blue Orchid by The White Stripes!
VIDEO!
(My brother's band [The Voices in the Trees] covered this at their concert the other night between two of their own songs Miracles into Blue Orchid into Raccoon City Limits and it was awesome!!)

Alternate song of the day is Stockholm Syndrome by Muse!
Here's the video

Salutations from space,
Mav

The hunt for leather pants is ON!

I wanted to start this post off in some really cool way but I was finding that every sentence I started to write was the beginning of a joke.  Even this one.  In my head I hear audience laughter with every period.  Like I'm on Conan and doing one of those bits they have guest performers do.  I was going to say that's bizarre but then I realized I didn't know if it was bizarre or bizaare (which I just checked dictionary.com and thats not even a word anyway. I was actually thinking of bazare-- a marketplace).  Bastard words making a mockery of those that speak them!

What's your favorite animal?

There is a slow irish acoustic song playing in my head.  It's very pretty.  I can't actually make out any words.  They all sound like nwha nwha nwhaaa nwha nwhaa.  But I can hear the guitar quite clearly.  It's like di didi di di di - di didi di di di, but its changing in piiiitch and tone and Melody and QUALITY!--and such.  But it's very pretty nonetheless.  It reminds me of visiting my mom in West Virginia from Christmas to New Years.  I was riding with my mom to Beckley (not where she lives, you creeps).  And we were on this curvy mountain highway and my mom hates driving in winter conditions, so we were going about a 15 MPH.  And the view off that road into the mountain hills (yea it's possible) was so beautiful.  It had a light dusting of snow across it and my mom gets all her music from me and my brothers so you never know whats going to come on and at that moment that I saw a particularly wide valley with its snow and there was a huge horse farm at the bottom and you could see the horses running around together.  It felt almost wild.  This song on my moms ipod started playing some slow irish acoustic song.  I almost felt like I was in Ireland.  Standing outside myself in that meadow with the horses.  That I myself was wild and completely free.
But lets not forget that these horses actually weren't free but merely felt that way by the thought process I have placed upon them.  Who knows they may have been running around like that because they were freaking out about being trapped and trying to find a way to escape.

That's exactly what it feels like. Haha.

Alright well it's been fun but I've got to catch a rocket to the moon where I'm gonna watch That 70's Show.

Song of the day is Undone (The Sweater Song) by Weezer.

Check out the video!

Alternate song of the day is Hatefuck by The Bravery.
Click me and see the videoooo.

Platonicly Yours,

Mav

It's A Good Night For Hair

Greetings viewers!

Welcome to my blog.  Feel free to look around, but it's just getting started so there isn't much to view as of yet.  Soon, however, there shall be many updates for your pleasure.  I hope you visit again in the future (hopefully more than once).  ;]

Song of the day: Sleepyhead by Passion Pit
THE VIDEO!!

Enjoy your stay!
Mav