Monday, December 27, 2004

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

I am a guilty member of popular culture this year. Why? because most American adults and rich kids.... I wanted and received an ipod for Christmas. And I must say I am in love. My silver mini fits in my back pocket and looks so sleak and futuristic that I am afraid to touch it. Silver wasn't my first choice of colors but I think it is the most vesitile. It matches every thing and looks classier than hot pink. The big thing this year was the ipod mini colors. I heard on the news that the ipod was the big gift this year and it was hard to get what you wanted. (i.e if you wanted a certain color you would most definately end up with silver after spending a few weeks looking for blue). But, I am happy with silver.

I have friends with ipods and I used to laugh at their cultish addiction to a stupid music player. But, New York demands convince and it is mighty convenient to be able to fit 100 CD's on a device smaller than my cell phone. At this moment I am uploading my collection of Beatles, The Shins, Interpol, Bec, The White Stripes and other classic and alternative rock music into my newly found necessity for life: my ipod. Speaking of which, I have to change the cd. So Merry Christmas to you and yours! and I hope that the new year brings us all the best of luck!

Monday, December 06, 2004

Avenue Q

By far the funniest musical ever!! But with that I must make you aware that the content is incredibly racy. Case in point: one of the many hilarious song is called Every One's a Little Bit Racist. Upon hearing the song, I realize is a societal truth that is always on the surface but never openly discussed. That was part of the wonder of this play. It took parts of New York life that seem obvious, but are not always, and poked fun at them. I would recommend that any one with a sense of humor (who doesn't mind brief puppet porn) go to see this show.

Avenue Q is cleverly written and executed. The combination of people and puppets on stage was not only funny but allowed a cartoon like humor to very person-al problems. I couldn't stop smiling. But then again, I am a huge Muppet fan, so I could be partial. Actually, I take that back. I think that no matter what your opinion of puppets, the show is definately worth seeing.

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Cover of Heeb Magazine

For nine month, I worked as an intern to the publisher of Heeb, an up and coming Jewish magazine. I being the only non-Jew often felt left out/ out of place but I was able to carry major responsibility. I was basically the assistant to the pub/editor and we worked out of his place on campus. Today, I walk into Tower Video and on the mag shelf I see Heeb with the Beastie Boys on the cover. Since the 2nd issue, rumors and what if's about the Beastie Boys have been a reoccurring topic. And now, a year after I left, it has happened. Congrats Heeb Magazine!! From your former intern who has moved on but is still cheering for you.

A Gambling Life

You grow up wanting everything in life: a dog a car, a job you enjoy, a family, love, and appreciation. Then when you have past the years of puppy love and teenage angst, you realize that you can’t have things the way you plan. And you may not get them at all. With two weeks before I graduate college, I took one last chance at irresponsibility and spent my savings on a cruise. So close to the end, I needed a vacation. In New York, I push past the thought process. If you work hard enough, thinking stops, emotions stand idol, and the brain sorts through anxiety and exhaustion to maintain productivity.

But on vacation, the big overwhelming questions that I have been avoiding for the past three years of my life seeped out of my pores, glistened in the sun, and could not be scrubbed clean.
Q: What do I want? What is my "plan"? What do I foresee as my future?
A: "I don’t know. To be happy"
That is the only answer that I have ever had for that question.
Q: And what would make me happy?
"Living in NY, studying film, being busy and "important" have always made me think that my personal success equals happiness. If I just keep living my life, working hard and having fun along the way, I would be happy."

This isn’t really true. I am just numb. I once thought, "Even if this stategy isn’t working for me in this moment, my dedication the "plan" will bring long term results." Like gambling. If you play the same game by the same rules, the odds will eventually be in your favor. If you lose big and keep playing, you have to be dealt a good hand at some point. The thrill seems to be worth the loss and in the end you walk away "even".

Trapped on a cruise ship with only my thoughts and emotions, I realized that such gambling is mindless. You can sit at a table chatting with the fellow next to you, smoking a cigarette, drinking some gin, and time just slips away. Which is fine, when you are in good company. But is this the way to live your life? Hoarse, drunk, and with out a clock. NO.

Im Back

Graduation count down.... 13 days till completion!!!