Thursday, January 31, 2008

Endings

I hate saying goodbye, it's just not something I've ever been good at. Today my Squier guitar amp died. I think my roommate killed it, but that's beside the point. That amp has been with me for so long. It was a terrible amp when I got it, and it remained consistent throughout its life, I admire that kind of dedication. The Squier was probably more consistent with regard to my guitar playing than I ever was. Anyway, today I had to say goodbye to it, sounds silly, but it still affected me.
Next week I have to say goodbye to a friend of mine, a girl who meant a great deal to me. In my life I think I have been blessed to know a few very important women, each has come and gone in their own way, leaving me somehow changed, for better or worse. I think that this one might have been one of the best for me, and it's my hope that she feels the same way about me.
It is always difficult to say goodbye to a friend, but I think that if you can honestly say that you had a positive influence on each other then I think there can be no real pain in the separation.
I have more thoughts on this matter, but I have to get to class, so I'll just leave you with that for now, be good to each other.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Creative Non-Fiction

I find myself sitting by my notebook from this past semester of school. There is a bulleted list of items, I find myself with a large number of bulleted lists.

-311 is playing on the radio.

I don't think a list of one is really a list. A list also needs a controlling theme, mine rarely fill these qualifications, I think what I have are just many statements. I'm confortable with that.

One of my statements reads: Creative Non-Fiction.......Bullshit?

This is a statement I can think about and likely stand behind. It seems to me that anything to do with creativity when it comes to truth would be considered Bullshit, or a lie. Along this line though one has to consider that all human experience is a matter of perspective. I was walking through the mall with some friends earlier and saw a poster for a movie called "Vantage Point" whose tag line is "8 people, 8 perspectives, 1 truth." It's the first I've heard of the movie, but perhaps I should see it as a piece of research into truth itself. I think it can be said that if two people witness an event, they will always have different opinions on what happened, and regardless of how many of the differences can be meted out through agreement and communication a difference will still remain.

Perhaps this is why there is so much conflict and so many wars.

I don't have much else to say today, have a good night everyone.

Monday, January 7, 2008

I'm Back

Some would say I never left, but I suppose it's all a matter of perspective.

There is a fly in my house and my cat is attempting to catch it. I've never seen my cat more bothered by anything in its life, clearly catching this fly is serious business. She has followed it into and through at least 5 different rooms without sucess so far. A part of me hopes she never catches it because this seems to be taking up a lot of her time usually reserved for pissing me off.

I've been working on a new story of late and with any luck it will be done soon.

In coming back I read my last post, something about not posting something that would be offensive to someone else, I can't imagine what that could have been or why on earth I wouldn't have latched onto the opportunity to embarass someone, now it's lost forever. I won't lie, I'm a little mad at myself.