Sunday, October 24, 2010

So Over Joy.

So, good news and bad news. Let's start with the bad news (What can I say? I'm a pessimist). You might remember when I blogged about how my Nona and Papa (Grandma and Grandpa) were temporarily living with us and that they were moving out soon. Well, that isn't happening. My Papa isn't taking the job he was offered after all. Which, of course, is very disappointing.

Now, on to the good news. Steven Page (Who rocks in case you don't know) just released his new solo album Page One and it is awesome! He released a single from it called Indecisive a couple of months ago and it actually inspired the name of my old blog Indecision. There are a lot of things that I love about this album, but what I love the most is that it made me realize something. A good song is, in many ways, like a good painting. What first draws you to a song is it's melody and the harmonies. The music. Which, is the equivalent of a painting's aesthetic appeal. Its color palette, brushstrokes, and a lot of other things about which I know nothing. However, what makes a painting or a song a masterpiece is the meaning behind it. In the case of a song this is usually shown through the lyrics. Now, these two things don't always have to correspond. A painting can have bright, flamboyant colors and still convey a dark or cynical message. A good artist can still show the deeper meaning without making it obvious. I feel like Steven Page does this with his new album. The majority of the songs have sarcastic, depressing, or cruel themes, but the entire album is really upbeat. It kind of reminds me of what Adler says about enjoyable beauty and admirable beauty.

Well, done with talking about Steven Page for now. Hope that didn't bore you too much.

There are some things in life I don't want to try. However, some of those things I don't realize I don't want to try until I have tried them. Take, for example, pumpernickel bagels. You see, I had never tried pumpernickel bagels until yesterday. I had smelled them before, but never tasted them. They didn't smell bad or look bad. My sister (or my pumpernickel pusher if you will) encouraged me to try it. However, she did warn me that it had a weird spice in them. I took a bite. It was disgusting! I wanted to throw up. My only consolation was that my sister, who had actually never had a pumpernickel bagel either, tried it after I did and was just as grossed out.

Land Ho!

Friday, October 15, 2010


Is it weird that I kind of like pretentious people? I guess it is just a matter of taste (which is funny because those who are pretentious feel that their opinion is the only one that matters). I understand why they annoy people, but I like them nonetheless. Let me be clear, people who are pretentious without any real reason to be that way annoy me. But, if someone really knows what they are talking about I'll listen to them no matter how snobbish they are. The same is true of people who are arrogant and really good at something.

Facebook is a dirty liar. She (yes, it's a girl) always tells me that I have a new message when I actually don't. Oftentimes I will be in the middle of a discussion with someone of Facebook and doing something else at the same time. I then rely on the little tabby thing at the top of the screen to tell me when they have answered me and sometimes it says "New message!" when they have not yet answered.

In my last blog, Indecisive located at, I would often write about how I was unsure whether or not I liked the television show House. Near the end of it, I concluded that I did like it and that if I had learned nothing from the experience of blogging, I had learned that I did like the television show House. Well, in recent weeks I have found a new television show: How I Met Your Mother. It is one of the most entertaining shows I have ever watched. I mean, you don't need to be a big thinker to appreciate it, but it is really entertaining.

I like the song "I would walk five hundred miles and aaI would walk five hundred more" not because of the tune or lyrics, but because of the accents of the guys singing it. It is especially awesome on the word "thousand" which they pronounce in a sort of "thayowzend" way.

Zitch Dog. Yes! One-nothing,

Wednesday, October 6, 2010


Lately, I've heard a lot of people talking about their "Perfect girl" or "Perfect guy." Now, I think it is unhealthy to idealize the opposite sex and have some fantasy about perfection in a significant other. However, I also think it is unhealthy to eat frozen custard, but that doesn't stop me. So, let's see what I can come up with. This will be in order of importance.

1. Not related to me
2. Canadian
3. Female
4. Mormon
5. Loves the Harry Potter Series
6.A brunette (However, a blonde would also work just as long as they do not confirm any of the stereotypes about blonde women)
7. A true fan of one or more of the following: Sondre Lerche, Frank Sinatra*, Jeff Buckley, or Barenaked Ladies* (* Please n
note that I said TRUE fans)
8. An actress
9. A singer
10. A dancer
11. Classy
12. Very classy
13. A Nerdfighter
14. Someone who ironically uses words that I hate.
15. Someone who uses the words "Intermittent" "perfunctory" and "supposedly" correctly.
16. Named Jane Enid Beth St. Claire
17. In an all-girl band
18. Has hair that falls down in front of her eyes occasionally
19. Clever
20. Knows a lot about either politics or the economy
21. Quirky
22. Creative
23. Loves the movie A Mighty Wind
24. Loves The Office
25. Asymmetrical face
26. Enjoys literature
27. Loves olives (See the "Olive Theory" from How I Met Your Mother)
28. Loves How I Met Your Mother
29. Dresses modestly
30. Watches The Daily Show
31. Watches The Colbert Report
32. Never uses the "word" "supposably"
33. Gets all of the references in this post

-Supposedly Simon
(Awful Alliteration)