I was due to have a second baby niece some three days ago, but she’s decided to stay where she is for now. What that theoretically means is that I have more time to chase up the present I bought for her from Disney and make sure I send it to her, but what it actually means is that I still should…
“Jordan turning into Barney made it difficult to pee.”
I love my wife so much. She’s adorable.
From Mulholland Drive. I love the framing here. I claim no copyright and upload it for the purposes of admiring the hell out of it.
This.
Sometimes, even at this late date, people ask me why I’m so fast to disregard Authorial Intent in a work.
It’s a fair question. After all — all creative people feel inexorably bound to their creations, for good or ill. It feels like a tiny chunk of you has been wrapped up in descriptive text, imagery, lyrics, melody or what have you. And for many (not all) people, there is generally something you’re going for. Something you want to say, whether directly or indirectly. Something you want to imply. Some meaning behind your words. That meaning may be prosaic — sometimes a running gun battle is just a running gun battle — or obscure. (Sometimes a running gun battle is a metaphor for the individual finding himself opposed by his own dark reflection while the world of conformity around him is shattered in collateral damage which rains down upon the innocent and guilty alike. Also there are doves. Just accept that part, okay?)
The Peak, 6:30 am (Taken with Instagram at UTS Library)
“I think it’s my head which is all weird and large. It hurts my neck when it bounces.”
