Just before I woke up I had a dream about a scuba diver who had to float around in the Artic Sea or some such place and cut icebergs with a chainsaw. A Great White Shark bit him and he had to fend it off with the chainsaw. Yes, I know there are no Great Whites in the Arctic, but my subconscious doesn't. It wasn't me in the dream, though, so it wasn't a bad dream. As Oscar Wilde says: "Arctic shark attacks are much funnier when they happen to other people." I am now 84th in our pool, thanks is large part to Nicklas Backstrom's--no, not Niklas Backstrom, Nicklas Backstrom!--8 assists in the last 2 games. Now, if only Maxim Afinogenov wasn't so terrible. But alas, terrible he is and terrible he will remain.
Today is weird: it's a full moon, Mom will arrive in Argentina, the Oscar nominees have been announced, and we'll maybe find out how 'official' the prospect of an American recession is (they had no trading yesterday because it was Lex Luther day. Sorry, I mean, Lex Luther Jr.). Normally I'm a lukewarm milktoast waffler about the Oscars, but this year there are some movies I really like in it. Juno and No Country for Old Men are both up for best picture. As much as I love Juno, I like No Country more. I hope Ellen Page wins for best actress, though; that would be an excellent coup ("Juno, like the city in Alaska" ... "No."). Javier Bardem has to has to win for best supporting actor, if for no other reason than that all the voters are afraid of the character he played. I also hope No Country wins for best director(s) and best cinematography. The other three up for best picture are Atonement, There Will Be Blood and Michael Clayton. I don't know what the last one is about. George Clooney is in it. I think he's like ... a teacher in an inner-city ghetto, and he coaches a basketball team ... and they go on to become national champions at Dance Dance Revolution. I want to see the other two still, There Will Be Blood is just fun to say. Use a deep, raspy voice, like you're possessed--but don't actually get possessed, that will lose you major style points. I have mixed feelings about Atonement: on one hand, it's one of my top three favourite novels and Ian McEwan (the author) had some significant amount of writing input on the film; on the other hand, I think more than the usual amount will be lost in the translation. Much of what is thematically profound in the novel depends on ... the written word and a blurring of fiction/reality that I don't think can translate to film very well. Hmmm. Well, I guess I'd have to see it to know if it is or isn't worked out.
posted by DJH at 8:29 a.m.
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i nominate heath ledger for best dead actor portraying joker in the upcoming batman film.
he's gonna win.
Dave, I thought you didn't believe in a subconscious. Or, maybe your conscious doesn't believe in it, but your subconscious does because it's like "hey man, I exist, so I believe in myself. If i didn't believe in myself I'd be a terrible subconscious because they're supposed to know everything and pick up on everything, so yeah, I believe in me. Also, I think Dave's conscious is a douche". His words, not mine.
Hehe, well, without disputing that my conscious mind is a douche, I will say that my subconscious mind is a super douche.
Yes, that does mean I recognize that the subconscious does exist. I always have. Although I have before argued that "subconscious" is a misnomer since, by definition, something can not be partially conscious; it's either conscious or unconscious. But in my recent efforts to split fewer hairs I have decided it doesn't really matter, since psychologists call it the subconscious all the time, and they know more about all that brain-thinky-talk than I do.
a douche" - hahaha lol
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