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Poetry. Stream of Consciousness. Spontaneity. Angst. Humor. Bliss. Regret. Comtemplation. Comfort. Fear. Hope. Love.
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Tuesday, January 15, 2002 :::
well. it seems that i spoke too soon. i am now extremely fond of my Film professor. he has been around for...well, forever...and therefore knows more about film, and films, than probably anyone that i'll ever meet. i find him extremely interesting, and could spend an indefinite amount of time listening to his stories, especially the stands he has taken against "the man." he once laid down in front of a parked car, because it was parked up on the grass near his place of residence, i believe...and he had to be physically relocated. strange, indeed...but very, very cool.
during class today, we discussed the difference between plot and story; plot is what the movie literally shows and tells the audience, while story is what the audience pieces together on account of what is given in the plot. story consists of inferences and self-drawn conclusions, while plot is concrete. Professor Smith went on to say that every movie gives you enough information through the plot for you to derive the story that is intended by its creators, and in response, i immediately thought of Mr. David Lynch. To make a long story short, Lynch is a firm believer that not everything needs to make sense...and since he is (especially as of late, due to Mulholland Drive's popularity) a highly regarded and respected director, i relayed my inquiry to Prof. Smith. He replied by saying something along the lines of "There is enough evidence to support a theory that David Lynch is a space alien." Indeed, indeed...
So...yesterday, my ethernet card arrives. ecstatic, i move to install it, with the expert assistance of Sir Drew Bagley.
of course, the problem remains...and my laptop maintains its inability to connect through ethernet. my advice to everyone: DO NOT PURCHASE COMPUTERS MADE BY HEWLETT PACKARD. so, my next step is to demand compensation through their delivery of a new and improved unit to my door. upon reception of this, i shall send my defective unit back to them. THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT.
also...i'm officially taking a stand. no more pornography...EVER.
melo: i'm extremely sorry about my lack of speak last night.
lastly...thank you to those who continue to comment.
::: posted by AJBrotz at 1:17 PM
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