Archives for the month of: September, 2010

One my big kicks for 2010 has been trying to capture a sense of mechanistic order buried in seemingly random noise. This video from March is an example. My hope was to have a whole slew of disparate, seemingly unconnected elements which seem to magically click on occasion— engineered synchronicity. I just barely assembled the pieces before I rendered this rough draft, so I hadn’t really fine tuned it anywhere near as well as I’d like to past the first forty seconds or so; considering that, I’m pretty satisfied with it in this raw state.

Funny to me that for this video’s Copyright Infringement, YouTube just informed me that

No action is required on your part. Your video is still available worldwide. In some cases ads may appear next to your video.

whereas that last one had the audio muted to the public. What’s the argument against a label hawking digital store versions of the offending unlawful reproduction? I wonder if it’s as simple as one label having deals with iTunes and Amazon and the other not.


It’s true— I spent our uncomfortably beautiful Saturday reading The Corrections in the backyard. Sometimes I like to pretend I live a life disconnected by nearly a decade from popular culture.

I liked the book but I have a hard time shutting down critique mode reading near anything these days. Franzen seems to be a champ at maintaining a narrative voice that shines differentially through the distinct polarizing filters of the Lamberts— it builds a believable sense that, while individually well-developed characters, you can still tell at a glance that they’re related.

My biggest complaint? There were a couple literary tricks I kept encountering with a sense of deja vu. One that definitely caught my eye is what I think of as descriptive scene padding— endless lists. There were lists of what Denise found under the sink, lists of all the ways for Lithuanians to bilk venture capitalists, lists of Chip’s shitty Christmas presents and lists of Caleb’s neglected ones; lists with semicolons so you felt like you were in a new sentence and lists that felt like they just listed as many nouns, items, emotions, vegetables, consumer products, literary journals, St. Judeans or electropolymerization processes as possible.

You get the point. I’m sure it’s a lauded literary technique designed to fill the blurry periphery around your characters with a believable, inhabited world but it just ends up jabbing me right in the journalistic brevity solar plexus.


I didn’t even notice the slug until scanning the photos after I took them.

(Yes I know I have hobbit feet.)

My blogging skills are failing me. I cannot figure out why this is not showing a preview, but click the link and watch anyway- it’s worth it.<p><a href=”″>MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON</a> from <a href=”″>Dean Fleischer-Camp</a> on <a href=””>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p>

Don’t even try to run…

because I’ll always be able to get (and publish) a picture of you in your stretchy pants.


We were surprised to be one of only 3 or 4 groups visiting this new park/trail thanks to a low readership of the newspaper. This is probably one of the only times I’ve been happy that people don’t read print journalism anymore, we had the place to ourselves and maybe even took some samples for further inspection. I am assuming Devin will be posting more detailed info about the actual fossils and rocks found here, but I am here to report that fun was had by all and that it was a gorgeous day!

It’s the weekend now for us and it’s even starting to get sunny outside, but this coming from the non-weather predicting half of the family. We’re having coffee, listening to this, and getting ready to pack up a certain papier-mache volcano to take to a certain house for storage (or deconstruction for its chicken-wire resource.) In honor of the weekend/Saturday and all of the fun it promises, I give you this: