Shiveries

Gold Panda_You from c.lotti on Vimeo.

dulce et utile || pleasant and profitable || enjoyable and instructive

(in no order):
1. PARKDALE
2. REESE'S PIECES (PIECES NOT CUPS!)
3. MY BIKE
4. RIDING MY BIKE
5. THINKING ABOUT RIDING MY BIKE
6. QUAD ESPRESSO CON AGUA CALIENTE
7. THE THOUGHT OF OWNING ONLY 100 POSSESSIONS
8. BAR SOAP
9. HYDRANGEAS
10. BEETS
11. THE SMELL OF PLAYA DUST

Cut my shirt off and perm my hair

You don't want to know how many times I have watched this beautiful video or listened to the Crooks and Lovers album by Mount Kimbie. This video evokes such evasive emotion, it's as if I have to keep watching it over and over to pinpoint the feeling that starts to bubble to the surface, but I get too mesmerized with the overall aesthetic and sound, forgetting that there was purpose to my re-re-re-viewing. Intangible beauty if I've ever seen it.

Mount Kimbie "Would Know" ((OFFICIAL VIDEO)) from Mount Kimbie on Vimeo.

Shame on me

Balmain, I think you are tacky, not timeless;
Uninspired, strictly aesthetic.
But yet I always find myself loving a piece from each collection.
Shame on me.

The Sparrow Looks Up at the Machine

Rouge

I want to eat with my hands, and be nude, and stand still while the rest of the world spins and spins around me. I want to feel the earth, every corner of it. I want to see the way that leaf falls, or that boundary changes, or how the pattern that water makes is one of the most beautiful chaotic messes ever created. I want to enjoy, and appreciate the movements of bodies, my own and those of others. I want to lay under the sun, or rain, or clouds- and soak in all the things that people can't enjoy because they're too busy earning a living to pay for mounds of unnecessary garbage and a week of false solitude and relaxation. I want to feel intrigued forever.

Dill Swing

Sometimes life feels like this:




I was thinking today, just how much I love life. The sun overhead, on the back of a motorcycle, not a single encumbrance weighing on my conscience. I love my friends, I love the Summer, I love the vibrant busy-ness of my schedule, I love thinking about the future. I need to embrace and ingrain in myself this current sense of invulnerability to unhappiness or negative forces.

Our lives are never plateaus of emotion or experience, but when we are at either end of the happiness spectrum, we tend to forget this. Our current state bleeds into our entire memory of how the past was and how the future may be.

Everything, every activity, seems like an adventure to me right now; exploration and discovery are the essence of my thoughts and actions and ideas.

I must remember this feeling.

Do more things naked

Thom Yorke is a "hipster" (or, Why Liberty Village scares the shit out of me)

I hate waiting. If doing something requires waiting, I will do something else in the meantime, regardless of the length of time the waiting period is for the initial task. Essentially my downtime threshold for multi-tasking is 1.5 seconds. The following are some examples that I remember from today alone:
1) Vacuuming my house while boiling water and steaming vegetables
2) Calling my insurance company while downloading and screening resumes at work
3) Watching/listening to an episode of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia while blow-drying my hair
4) Going for a run while waiting for my clothes to go through the spin-cycle at the laundromat
5) Buying groceries while waiting for my clothes to dry at the laundromat
6) Going to the liquor store during the 5 minute wait for my Portobello sandwich
7) Getting passport photos taken while waiting for the TTC

No wonder I have no patience, and find it difficult to adhere to anyone's schedule but my own! I simply can never do one thing at a time; I need constant stimulation from a task or else I move on to another provisional task.
What does this say about me?
Has this always been the case? Did culture/life/location bring about this shift (if a "shift" has actually occurred)?
Is this tragedy or efficiency?

Karl Lagerfeld has a point...

"I personally only like high-class escorts. I don’t like sleeping with people I really love. I don’t want to sleep with them because sex cannot last, but affection can last forever. I think this is healthy. And for the way the rich live, this is possible. But the other world, I think they need porn." -Karl Lagerfeld, March, 2010

Is it ridiculous that I find more than a shred of truth in this?