And guess what? Found the WHOLE THING on YouTube. If you have a few minutes, swish some flouride, eat some paste, say the pledge, then kick back and take it in.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
The Red Balloon
I'm still on my nostalgia kick. PLEASE tell me you guys watched The Red Balloon on a reel-to-reel film projector when you were little. I loved this film so much. Still then, even at 6 years old, I did recognize that there was something creepy about a balloon with a sense of autonomy.
And guess what? Found the WHOLE THING on YouTube. If you have a few minutes, swish some flouride, eat some paste, say the pledge, then kick back and take it in.
And guess what? Found the WHOLE THING on YouTube. If you have a few minutes, swish some flouride, eat some paste, say the pledge, then kick back and take it in.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Classic
I strongly disagree with the label of my generation being "Generation Y."
I think Generation Nostalgia is tons more appropriate. We place value on vintage and classic--Cartoons and comics from our childhood. Judy Blume books. Rainbows on the fronts of our overalls before they were considered too gay to wear. My generation has missed the boat on the hipster irony conceit. My generation has trouble sleeping, so we go to YouTube for soothing images at 6 am. Soothing images and sounds like these.
Sesame Street - The Ladybugs' Picnic
Hearing and seeing these clips again really soothes a really jostled part of my brain. Do you guys get a similar feeling from this?
Classic Sesame Street - Grover and Chris with STOP sign
Okay, and by the way--Do you think a kid in today's world could be remotely entertained by this? Why did watching a kid climb a coconut tree captivate us so?
Classic Sesame Street - gathering coconuts
And finally, I leave you with a little angst. Courtesy of our pal Grover.
Grover NEAR and FAR - Classic Sesame Street
I think Generation Nostalgia is tons more appropriate. We place value on vintage and classic--Cartoons and comics from our childhood. Judy Blume books. Rainbows on the fronts of our overalls before they were considered too gay to wear. My generation has missed the boat on the hipster irony conceit. My generation has trouble sleeping, so we go to YouTube for soothing images at 6 am. Soothing images and sounds like these.
Sesame Street - The Ladybugs' Picnic
Hearing and seeing these clips again really soothes a really jostled part of my brain. Do you guys get a similar feeling from this?
Classic Sesame Street - Grover and Chris with STOP sign
Okay, and by the way--Do you think a kid in today's world could be remotely entertained by this? Why did watching a kid climb a coconut tree captivate us so?
Classic Sesame Street - gathering coconuts
And finally, I leave you with a little angst. Courtesy of our pal Grover.
Grover NEAR and FAR - Classic Sesame Street
Friday, December 01, 2006
This thing IS on.
It's been quite a hiatus.
I thought I realized something the other day--I thought I realized that I don't need this blog anymore. This morning, though, I realized I do need it.
My average day now:
9:00 am Wake up. (7, if ich habe angst)
9:15 am Eat something. Begin the digestion process.
10:00 am Work out.
11:30 am Take laptop to Cocoa Bar. Drink dangerously potent coffee. Work on Full Length Play (The first scene is being read by my theatre company on the 10th. It's pretty hot, actually. If you can make it, lemme know.)
1:30 pm Leave for work.
5:30 pm Arrive home. Do whatever.
It's been almost two months since I left the law firm, and I'm not dead. Sometimes my paychecks suggest otherwise, but really, I'm doing okay. I'm facilitating after school clubs in the arts, and after a really thorough few weeks of training, I can honestly say not of a lot of it prepared me for my actual job. Nowadays, 50% of the time I feel like I suck as a human being, and the other half is divided somewhere between "Hey, I'm really starting to get the hang of this!" and "What in God's name do I think I'm doing here?"
I'm going to be really honest here: I'm a nervous wreck. I'm constantly trying to figure out how to win the trust of my students. These kids really have no reason to trust adults at the end of the day after the verbal abuse they receive from disgusting faculty members during the regular classes. I'm also worried about money. Constantly. I'm worried about how to make ends meet on the breaks. I'm worried that working 5 afternoons a week isn't enough. I'm worried that the people I work with will realize they made a mistake and fire me. The inconsistancy of it all is totally overwhelming, and I have never had to struggle quite like this in so many different ways.
Then I think of the blessings. I'm not at a desk anymore. Teaching is inherently creative, and has already made me a better writer, actor, and possibly director. I have time to write, and I've integrated it into my daily life. My job has gotten me cheap health insurance. The time that I've "freed up" in the last two months almost always gets filled up with something creative. (In a scheduling meeting last week, I actually said, "I don't think I can do another creative thing next week.")
It's a strange thing when people ask how you're doing after such a shift. I've noticed that I want to keep up a positive front. I want to prove to them that my life has improved tenfold since ditching my secure job, so I don't share with them any of my new challenges--the drawbacks to leaving the corporate breast. The truth of the matter is that no matter how challenging my life is right now, the most important part is that it's challenging. I'm awake, alert, and receptive to the energies that bounce around me.
So that's the update. That's how I'm doing. Mostly good. Pretty stressed. Definitely happier.
Expect more now that I'm on the other side of things.
I thought I realized something the other day--I thought I realized that I don't need this blog anymore. This morning, though, I realized I do need it.
My average day now:
9:00 am Wake up. (7, if ich habe angst)
9:15 am Eat something. Begin the digestion process.
10:00 am Work out.
11:30 am Take laptop to Cocoa Bar. Drink dangerously potent coffee. Work on Full Length Play (The first scene is being read by my theatre company on the 10th. It's pretty hot, actually. If you can make it, lemme know.)
1:30 pm Leave for work.
5:30 pm Arrive home. Do whatever.
It's been almost two months since I left the law firm, and I'm not dead. Sometimes my paychecks suggest otherwise, but really, I'm doing okay. I'm facilitating after school clubs in the arts, and after a really thorough few weeks of training, I can honestly say not of a lot of it prepared me for my actual job. Nowadays, 50% of the time I feel like I suck as a human being, and the other half is divided somewhere between "Hey, I'm really starting to get the hang of this!" and "What in God's name do I think I'm doing here?"
I'm going to be really honest here: I'm a nervous wreck. I'm constantly trying to figure out how to win the trust of my students. These kids really have no reason to trust adults at the end of the day after the verbal abuse they receive from disgusting faculty members during the regular classes. I'm also worried about money. Constantly. I'm worried about how to make ends meet on the breaks. I'm worried that working 5 afternoons a week isn't enough. I'm worried that the people I work with will realize they made a mistake and fire me. The inconsistancy of it all is totally overwhelming, and I have never had to struggle quite like this in so many different ways.
Then I think of the blessings. I'm not at a desk anymore. Teaching is inherently creative, and has already made me a better writer, actor, and possibly director. I have time to write, and I've integrated it into my daily life. My job has gotten me cheap health insurance. The time that I've "freed up" in the last two months almost always gets filled up with something creative. (In a scheduling meeting last week, I actually said, "I don't think I can do another creative thing next week.")
It's a strange thing when people ask how you're doing after such a shift. I've noticed that I want to keep up a positive front. I want to prove to them that my life has improved tenfold since ditching my secure job, so I don't share with them any of my new challenges--the drawbacks to leaving the corporate breast. The truth of the matter is that no matter how challenging my life is right now, the most important part is that it's challenging. I'm awake, alert, and receptive to the energies that bounce around me.
So that's the update. That's how I'm doing. Mostly good. Pretty stressed. Definitely happier.
Expect more now that I'm on the other side of things.
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