Staring at Nothing...

I sat and stared at my keyboard, just now, for what had to be a full two minutes thinking of ways to start off tonight's post. I stare a lot, I've noticed. Not necessarily at people, but if I ever do it's in a polite manner. I usually stare at the ground, or a wall, or my hand...I also enjoy watching the white lines on the road roll by my car. I tap my hands or blink everytime I think its directly next to my tire. It's fun. Perhaps I have a minor case of OCD. Sometimes I stare so hard in deep thought, I forget what the hell I was just thinking about.

How could I get writer's block, when I'm not even a writer.

There is a scene in Adaptation. near the beginning where Nic Cage is trying to start a screenplay of a book. He stares at the typewriter for a while. His mind wanders thinking about muffins , but keeps telling himself he has to start. "Maybe I'll write something now, and then reward myself with a muffin afterwards"...It reminded me of myself.

I've always secretly wanted to own a typewriter again. There's something really majestic about having a typewriter. Like, everything you type out will shape into beautiful poetry.

Tonight I saw BIRTH starring Nicole Kidman. Bobby Finger had told me a long time ago, that I should see it because he desperately needed somebody to talk to about it. I finally saw it, and I can see why he wanted to communicate so bad. I'm running out of ways to describe movies. When I'm in the theater, I feel so many emotions while experiencing the movie that are so deep, I can never really express how I feel about them later. I like the way I feel during a good movie. But really, everyone needs to see this film. Every last fucking second of the movie left me wanting more and more. Kimberly still insists that this movie is about child molestation...stupid.

I was just staring again. This time it was a water ring on a piece of paper lying on the desk...random.

Shit, it's almost 2am...I should just post the pictures I took tonight. They are both in the movie theather. I had the theater to myself for a while, but a young couple stepped in the last minute before the previews...assholes. I have yet to had a theater to myself. Anyway, the pictures...

Me being kind of cool. I know, you can't see shit in the background, but just imagine the rows of movie chairs behind me with no occupants.


A Kodak moment


Once again, laters for now...