Posted 5:07 PM by Roy

I'm on the Drug that Killed River Phoenix

Well actually I'm not. I'm sorry, that was a blatant lie. I am however going to a New Years Eve party tonight, and I didn't feel like quoting neither U2 nor Prince's 1999, because, frankly I can't decide which of the songs I hate the most. I've been out stocking up on beers, champagne and white russians today, so I have a pretty good idea that this party is going to be so much fun I'll end up regreting it tomorrow....
I just thought that since I've been pretty much ignoring Christmas this year, I would drop a line to everybody who ever reads this, and wish you all an excellent New Year... So here goes:

Happy New Year to Kristian and John!

PS: ...And happy New Year Francis Jeffers, wherever you are....

Posted 10:30 AM by Roy

It's Not Porn Mom!

"The American city seems to have stepped right out of the movies." No, that's not my line. Actually it's a line by french postmodernist Jean Baudrillard from his book America. It's about how in these postmodern times it seems that America for an outsider is based on the thing's you've seen on tv or in the movies, because due to the media bombardement in these times we all live with different preconceptions, myths, about different places. So instead of relating fictional things to actual places or events, we relate facts to fiction.
Well, I've never been very good at reading french pomo-babble (it says POMO, not porno!), so he may not have meant exactly what i wrote, but the thing is I have to read it because it's a part of the curriculum for my exam this friday. But the reason I mention this is because John wrote a post on something very similar (Friday Dec. 6.)

"...these trees were standing around a skating rink I didn't notice at first. Someone had set this thing up with a white fence around it and a little house next to it. And they had put up Christmas lights in all the trees, so kids could go ice skating with their parents right there in the middle of the city.(...)but there was something about parents watching their children ice skate that was really nice. Because lights are nice, and families are nice, and somehow it just seemed like one of those perfect moments that you sometimes see on a postcard or in a movie. But this was extra nice, because it was real.
My initial response was a vague memory of a movie scene, where people are ice skating in front of Rockefeller Center. That was my frame of reference for some reason."

So apparently it appears that the Danish city has stepped right out of the movies as well. It just struck me as a weird coincidence that my brother would start writing about stuff that I'm trying to read right now. Perhaps I should make him take the exam instead.

Oh, and I'm still not comfortable speaking about Arsenal yet, perhaps tomorrow if we beat Valencia: Go Gunners!

Posted 4:38 AM by Roy

The Day The Earth Stood Still

Selfmotivation has never been one of my stronger sides. For some reason people have always seen me as being a bit lazy and a perhaps a bit of a slacker. At least that's the impression I get from friends, family, teachers, employers etc. Of course when you live in a small town, and you're the only guy who has long hair and a full-on grunge uniform (right down to the flannel shirt and Dr. Martens shoes) people will recognize you and form their own impression of you, and people obviously thought i was a lazy slacker. Actually a lot of times it would come up in discussions, people would call med lazy, and my reply would always be I'm not lazy, I'm just unmotivated.
When I finished school I had to kill a couple of years before going to the university, so I got rid of my long hair and got a job at an office in the city where nobody had ever heard of me before. For some reason all the all my different bosses thought I was fantastic. In 18 months I only missed 2 days of work due to illness, I was always on time, and the bosses loved me. I think my sudden willingness to do stuff was directly related to the fact that I was actually making money. Now I'm back in school and broke, and I have never been less motivated. I have two exams next week and I've hardly opened a book yet. I pretty much just want to stay in bed until the sun comes out again, which will probably around March or something. Unfortunately, the only thing to read out of this little post is that money does make my world go round, and right now the world is moving very slowly. It's neither profound nor positive, but at least it's honest.

I've been watching a lot of different movies lately: Donnie Darko, One Hour Photo, Insomnia, Gosford Park and last but not least a weird little movie called Kung Pow. They're actually all quite enjoyable, though in different ways. One Hour Photo was by far the most creepy, Donnie Darko was weirdest, and though it will never be movie history, Kung Pow really had some huge laughs not unlike Mystery Science Theatre.

Not a word about Arsenal or Celtic....