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Immovably fascinated by the world; it's properties, people, conditions, sensations, irony,
and all the amazing moments which, whether by enlightenment or scarring, bring about permanent change.

Friday, December 30, 2011

Keaton, The Company

looked around to see what Michael Keaton's been up to lately,
and i discovered online, he did this miniseries called The Company,
set during the cold war.
can't wait to see keaton in this.
particularity since i can't recall seeing him in period clothes before...

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

more GTC tidbits...

( go with my previous post here.)

"You can't demand freedom of speech
and then say, but don't say bad things about me.
You gotta be a grown-up and take your hits."

"It is not merely your right but your duty to question your government."

When the pro-war lobby fought back he was initially unnerved.
"I remember when they were picketing the movie theatre for me
and I called my dad and said, 'Er, so, am I in trouble?'
And he's like, 'Shut up. Mohammed Ali went to prison for protesting against Vietnam,
and you're worried about making a little bit less money? Grow up. Be a man.'"

"You need to have flopped quite a few times to get a sense of how little any of it has to do with you."

"I told them (AARP) they should do ‘The Sexiest Man Still Alive.’”

“As you get older, you start to simplify things in general.
You have some idea of who your friends are, at least.”

On pranks: “You set a bit of a trap and then you watch it slowly unfold.
I’ve had ones that have taken years,”

“I took a painting out of the trash once,
and I put it up on an easel in my house and got some paints,
and I convinced one of my best friends, Richard Kind, that I was painting.
I bought some other pictures, I told him I was studying art.
And then for his 40th birthday I gave him this horrible painting.
He had to hang it on his wall, [it was by] his best friend!
And for years people would come over
— everyone else knew it was out of the trash —
and go, ‘That is a beautiful painting.’
And he was convinced by the end that it was a beautiful painting.
Until I did The Tonight Show, I think, and told the story
and then I told him to watch the show.
And he said, ‘I hate that painting.’”

Matt Damon visited George's villa in Italy.
At the time Damon was trying to lose the 30lbs he gained for The Informant,
and was working out in the gym twice a day and eating nothing but small salads.
So Clooney employed a woman to surreptitiously take in the waistband of all Damon’s trousers
every day by an eighth of an inch.
“He couldn’t understand how he seemed to be gaining weight while he was trying so hard to lose it."
recalled Clooney with a laugh.

reupholstering project 1

Jonette's chair.

Tuesday, December 27, 2011


you might ask yourself;
why in the world would a vegan go hunting?

there are actually many reasons...

-to see the grounds that my family has been hunting in for over 50 years
-to hear stories about my family

-to see a side of my dad i've never seen: The Hunter
-to see the sweet, domesticated golden retrievers turn into Animals,
once they get out there, a switch goes on,
suddenly, they're alive and have purpose
-a chance to hang with my cousin, and get to know him more
-lots of laughing with the above said characters

-6 hours and 10 miles of walking exercise
-fresh air
-peace. the only sounds you hear are birds and cridders
-it's good for the soul to gaze up at tall oaks
-landscape photography

the only reason for me NOT to go is the shooting part! heh.
i'm very lucky that in both times i went hunting,
my dad and cousin didn't kill anything.
they were pretty bummed. but i relieved.

my cousin, Tom, goofing off on the left.
my dad, Roy, on the right.

back to being serious.

a feather in my hat

Tom's dog, Jake, seen here hunting big game.

the infamous Hit-Hop Hunters photograph.

where guns come from.

a beaver damn.
i took the opportunity to ask my dad, "is this a god damn?"

my dad's dog, Annie. exhausted, but still relentless.

my only encounter with dead pheasant; in the parking lot.

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