HOSTAGE: The Outtakes With Zachary Quinto
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Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Surprises
I was just now watching a video on Youtube by Kandee, The Make Up Artist and felt like posting a new entry here.
People are so fast in judging everything and everyone. I'm like this, I confess it. But I'm awful glad when I find out I was wrong about something or someone. I like good surprises. It's a good feeling when you find out someone is way nicer, smarter, more interesting, better done, tastier, funnier than you thought. This is particularly better when is related to people.
I've been lucky enough to have only people related good surprises lately.
People are so fast in judging everything and everyone. I'm like this, I confess it. But I'm awful glad when I find out I was wrong about something or someone. I like good surprises. It's a good feeling when you find out someone is way nicer, smarter, more interesting, better done, tastier, funnier than you thought. This is particularly better when is related to people.
I've been lucky enough to have only people related good surprises lately.
Monday, July 27, 2009
I'm going thru changes...
And I meant that singing the Black Sabbath song.
Just have the blog name changed because I'm really giving a thought about blogging seriouslly.
Changes are coming my way!
Just have the blog name changed because I'm really giving a thought about blogging seriouslly.
Changes are coming my way!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
What's up with people? Are blogs supposed to be read? I can't answer that without saying there should be 3 kinds of blogs: commercial, informative and PERSONAL. Mine's personal. I mean, I write it and you can read it but you don't have to if you don't want to or don't like it or don't like me or don't like the way I write or what I write. Phewwww.
Obvious? Not quite, apparently.
I choose to write a blog. It's not a commitment. Don't ask for posts.
A post, for me, is a shoutout. I send a message in a bottle and am happy when it gets to its destiny. Or not! The fun part is to write and I'm paying more atention to it.
Obvious? Not quite, apparently.
I choose to write a blog. It's not a commitment. Don't ask for posts.
A post, for me, is a shoutout. I send a message in a bottle and am happy when it gets to its destiny. Or not! The fun part is to write and I'm paying more atention to it.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
The 1970's
The 1970's decade was the best. Everything was so over the top: fashion, style, music, hairs. Although I was just a little kid I grew up watching it. The early 70's was all about "make love not war". People were really against the estabilished government and finally were free to express it everywhere and in any way they wanted to.
Music were symphonic rock (Emerson, Lake & Palmer and YES), psychodelic rock (Pink Floyd), folk rock (Joni Mitchell), crazy blues rock (Led Zeppelin) and many more. I mean, we were living among legends! I can't really remember a single band or musician that's not considered a classic now.
In the 1970's we didn't have technology:
I had an incredible childhood. I lived in a Military Air Base and it was during the Cold War. It was like a really small town. We knew and felt confortable with all our neighbours and it's with theses people that today I feel completely at ease. Maybe they're the only ones that know the real me, without fear of exposing myself. Yes, I succeed at finding all of them thru the web and we have BBQ reunions every year where we remember, laugh and watch our kids play together.
Sometimes, the absence of information is a blessing. We were naive and happy.
Music were symphonic rock (Emerson, Lake & Palmer and YES), psychodelic rock (Pink Floyd), folk rock (Joni Mitchell), crazy blues rock (Led Zeppelin) and many more. I mean, we were living among legends! I can't really remember a single band or musician that's not considered a classic now.
In the 1970's we didn't have technology:
- 1) cell phones (mom simply didn't know where I was all day long. During school vacation I woke up, had breakfast and was off till the Sun came down and nobody cared!)
- 2) air bags (ha! How could anyone drive around with no air bags? Preposterous!)
- 3) internet (we'd believe everything and anything the TV and papers said)
- 4) videogames (how come we didn't die of pure boredom?)
- 5) cable TV (oh no! Where I live we had only 4 channels on TV and we liked it)
I had an incredible childhood. I lived in a Military Air Base and it was during the Cold War. It was like a really small town. We knew and felt confortable with all our neighbours and it's with theses people that today I feel completely at ease. Maybe they're the only ones that know the real me, without fear of exposing myself. Yes, I succeed at finding all of them thru the web and we have BBQ reunions every year where we remember, laugh and watch our kids play together.
Sometimes, the absence of information is a blessing. We were naive and happy.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
THIS IS A PERSONAL BLOG
What's happening to me? I do have the time but I don't have the will.
Lately I'm so bound to my bed... I'm trying to look for excuses like "I don't work well on winter" but that's just not true. It's been years since I worked well. I'm taking vitamins now and expect them to work.
I'm frustrated. Really frustrated at everything. Every road I took was the easier and the wrong one and now I have this feeling I'm too old and my time is over. Actually, this last two I've always felted like: I'm too old and my time is over.
SORRY, GUYS! THIS IS A PERSONAL BLOG.
IT'S MEANT TO TALK ABOUT ME.
Lately I'm so bound to my bed... I'm trying to look for excuses like "I don't work well on winter" but that's just not true. It's been years since I worked well. I'm taking vitamins now and expect them to work.
I'm frustrated. Really frustrated at everything. Every road I took was the easier and the wrong one and now I have this feeling I'm too old and my time is over. Actually, this last two I've always felted like: I'm too old and my time is over.
SORRY, GUYS! THIS IS A PERSONAL BLOG.
IT'S MEANT TO TALK ABOUT ME.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
The Top 40 Techniques for Making Yourself Miserable
I've been making my life miserable this last decades and recently found out it was mostly because I've keeping everyone in a safe distance. Sure I don't want my life to be this way but I didn't know exactly what I was doing wrong.
Last weekend somedody posted a link to a blog listing "The Top 40 Techniques for Making Yourself Miserable". I'm really sorry I didn't noted down the link so I could come back or give the proper credit other than "© Copyright 2005 by Lion Goodman". I swear I'll try to find it.
So, reading the list bellow I was able to identify where I am going wrong all those years. I'm not paranoid, I don't think people are out to get me, I don't think there's someone talikng about me right now, but I can tell I relate to at least 30 of the bellow. Read it with care and remember it's never too late for a good change.
The Top 40 Techniques for Making Yourself Miserable:
1) Resist change. Put your foot on the brakes in any attempt to move forward. Undermine other people’s progress so you don’t get left behind.
2) Resist what is. Don’t like it. Let it eat at you because it’s not what you wanted. Wish it would change or go away. Think of being happy if it were different, and then recognize that it will never be different.
3) Attempt to control the outcome of whatever you’re involved in.
4) Find the actual outcome insufficient, wrong, or unbearable.
5) Try to change or control others’ behavior, thoughts, and feelings.
6) Try to change or control the physical environment.
7) Notice things that are wrong, imperfect, or could be better.
8) Be pissed off at someone (or everyone) and don’t tell them directly.
9) Take things seriously. Very seriously. Very, very seriously.
10) Take things personally. They’re probably talking about you right now.
11) Judge others as inferior, inadequate, stupid or unpleasant.
12) Keep yourself distant and unapproachable.
13) Scowl, frown, complain, and grump. Squinting when listening works, too.
14) Complain loudly to anyone who will listen. If no one listens, complain to God or to invisible people.
15) Blame others for everything that’s bad.
16) Find a scapegoat and make good use of them.
17) Inform others that they are wrong.
18) Hold yourself superior to others, therefore separate from others.
19) Dislike children, wild places, nature, and beauty.
20) Be bored, regardless of what is happening.
21) Ignore what is happening around you and focus on some other time or place that was or could be better.
22) Be bothered by noise, especially other people talking, automobiles, airplanes, and children.
23) Hate the weather, regardless of what it is.
24) Compare yourself to others, and be sure to choose people that are better than you at whatever you’re comparing. Pick the most beautiful, thin, rich people you can find and you won’t go wrong.
25) Make others wrong for their values, behaviors, beliefs, actions, smells, etc.
26) Turn yourself into what someone else wants you to be. Then resent it.
27) Have high expectations. When they’re not fulfilled, complain. Use the evidence to prove that you don’t deserve it anyway.
28) Have lots of desires, aversions, repulsions, wants, and attachments.
29) Be suspicious of others. They’re probably plotting to get your share. Even though it may look plentiful, there’s a limit to how much miserable-ness there can be in the world, so if they are too miserable, you’ll run out and have to be happy.
30) Believe in these essential beliefs:
a. Something is wrong here.
b. Something is wrong with me.
c. Something is wrong with you/him/her/it.
d. There isn’t enough.
e. I’m not good enough.
f. You’re/she’s/he’s/it’s not good enough.
g. I am alone.
h. I don’t know how to love.
31) Live in the past. Hold onto what was as being much better than what is.
32) Hide the truth. They can’t handle it anyway, and it wouldn’t do any good if it got out. (Unless you want to let it out in order to make someone else miserable.) Besides, it’s better to hold onto a grudge, bad feeling, or withheld communication. Then you can obsess about it. “If they only knew what I was thinking…”
33) Don’t keep your agreements. No one else does, so why should you? They’re not that important anyway. Neither is the person you made a promise to.
34) Verminize specific types of people, and react to them as if they were vermin. Sudden horrified looks are good. Also good is backing away from them as if they were dangerous acid that might burn your skin. Pick a group – any group – such as Communists, Terrorists, Capitalists, Industrialists, Mexicans, Americans, Christians, non-Christians, etc, and see them as scum. There is a never-ending supply of social, ethnic, and class distinctions you can use for this purpose.
35) Be ashamed. “Original Sin” was a splendid idea for creating misery. Believing that you have a built-in flaw, which only someone else can forgive you for, is a sure-fire way to be miserable. Why, you don’t even deserve to be alive! Whereas guilt is about what you did (see below), shame is about who you are. Flawed. Undeserving. Taking up valuable space or resources. You should be ashamed of yourself.
36) Feel guilty. There are certainly things you should feel guilty about that are bad or wrong to do. Breathing air that might be useful to someone else, for example. Or making a mistake. Or hurting anyone. Or hurting animals or plants when you eat them. Or any natural impulse. Or not doing something you should do or promised to do. You can take almost any action, judge it wrong or bad, and then feel guilty about it. Decide that most of your behaviors are no-no’s. Then you wallow in guilt. Besides, it makes you easier to control, which you can then resist or resent.
37) Be right. Righteousness is an age-old technique for spreading misery. Although it may have a tendency to make you feel better temporarily, it will cause doubt to creep in. Maybe you aren’t right after all. If you are really righteous, you can enjoy moments of doubt as you kill and torture the non-believers that are wrong.
38) Find something to obsess about. Anything will do. Just think about it or do it over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over…
39) See in others what you dislike in yourself, and consider it bad and wrong without seeing it in yourself.
40) Treat others as objects for your use.
41) Disagree violently with others’ opinions, facts, or beliefs.
42) Seek happiness outside yourself and find everything wanting in one way or the other.
43) Have no goals, and resent the fact that you can’t accomplish anything.
It's a 43 item list, I've noticed it. Don't be so picky!
Last weekend somedody posted a link to a blog listing "The Top 40 Techniques for Making Yourself Miserable". I'm really sorry I didn't noted down the link so I could come back or give the proper credit other than "© Copyright 2005 by Lion Goodman". I swear I'll try to find it.
So, reading the list bellow I was able to identify where I am going wrong all those years. I'm not paranoid, I don't think people are out to get me, I don't think there's someone talikng about me right now, but I can tell I relate to at least 30 of the bellow. Read it with care and remember it's never too late for a good change.
The Top 40 Techniques for Making Yourself Miserable:
1) Resist change. Put your foot on the brakes in any attempt to move forward. Undermine other people’s progress so you don’t get left behind.
2) Resist what is. Don’t like it. Let it eat at you because it’s not what you wanted. Wish it would change or go away. Think of being happy if it were different, and then recognize that it will never be different.
3) Attempt to control the outcome of whatever you’re involved in.
4) Find the actual outcome insufficient, wrong, or unbearable.
5) Try to change or control others’ behavior, thoughts, and feelings.
6) Try to change or control the physical environment.
7) Notice things that are wrong, imperfect, or could be better.
8) Be pissed off at someone (or everyone) and don’t tell them directly.
9) Take things seriously. Very seriously. Very, very seriously.
10) Take things personally. They’re probably talking about you right now.
11) Judge others as inferior, inadequate, stupid or unpleasant.
12) Keep yourself distant and unapproachable.
13) Scowl, frown, complain, and grump. Squinting when listening works, too.
14) Complain loudly to anyone who will listen. If no one listens, complain to God or to invisible people.
15) Blame others for everything that’s bad.
16) Find a scapegoat and make good use of them.
17) Inform others that they are wrong.
18) Hold yourself superior to others, therefore separate from others.
19) Dislike children, wild places, nature, and beauty.
20) Be bored, regardless of what is happening.
21) Ignore what is happening around you and focus on some other time or place that was or could be better.
22) Be bothered by noise, especially other people talking, automobiles, airplanes, and children.
23) Hate the weather, regardless of what it is.
24) Compare yourself to others, and be sure to choose people that are better than you at whatever you’re comparing. Pick the most beautiful, thin, rich people you can find and you won’t go wrong.
25) Make others wrong for their values, behaviors, beliefs, actions, smells, etc.
26) Turn yourself into what someone else wants you to be. Then resent it.
27) Have high expectations. When they’re not fulfilled, complain. Use the evidence to prove that you don’t deserve it anyway.
28) Have lots of desires, aversions, repulsions, wants, and attachments.
29) Be suspicious of others. They’re probably plotting to get your share. Even though it may look plentiful, there’s a limit to how much miserable-ness there can be in the world, so if they are too miserable, you’ll run out and have to be happy.
30) Believe in these essential beliefs:
a. Something is wrong here.
b. Something is wrong with me.
c. Something is wrong with you/him/her/it.
d. There isn’t enough.
e. I’m not good enough.
f. You’re/she’s/he’s/it’s not good enough.
g. I am alone.
h. I don’t know how to love.
31) Live in the past. Hold onto what was as being much better than what is.
32) Hide the truth. They can’t handle it anyway, and it wouldn’t do any good if it got out. (Unless you want to let it out in order to make someone else miserable.) Besides, it’s better to hold onto a grudge, bad feeling, or withheld communication. Then you can obsess about it. “If they only knew what I was thinking…”
33) Don’t keep your agreements. No one else does, so why should you? They’re not that important anyway. Neither is the person you made a promise to.
34) Verminize specific types of people, and react to them as if they were vermin. Sudden horrified looks are good. Also good is backing away from them as if they were dangerous acid that might burn your skin. Pick a group – any group – such as Communists, Terrorists, Capitalists, Industrialists, Mexicans, Americans, Christians, non-Christians, etc, and see them as scum. There is a never-ending supply of social, ethnic, and class distinctions you can use for this purpose.
35) Be ashamed. “Original Sin” was a splendid idea for creating misery. Believing that you have a built-in flaw, which only someone else can forgive you for, is a sure-fire way to be miserable. Why, you don’t even deserve to be alive! Whereas guilt is about what you did (see below), shame is about who you are. Flawed. Undeserving. Taking up valuable space or resources. You should be ashamed of yourself.
36) Feel guilty. There are certainly things you should feel guilty about that are bad or wrong to do. Breathing air that might be useful to someone else, for example. Or making a mistake. Or hurting anyone. Or hurting animals or plants when you eat them. Or any natural impulse. Or not doing something you should do or promised to do. You can take almost any action, judge it wrong or bad, and then feel guilty about it. Decide that most of your behaviors are no-no’s. Then you wallow in guilt. Besides, it makes you easier to control, which you can then resist or resent.
37) Be right. Righteousness is an age-old technique for spreading misery. Although it may have a tendency to make you feel better temporarily, it will cause doubt to creep in. Maybe you aren’t right after all. If you are really righteous, you can enjoy moments of doubt as you kill and torture the non-believers that are wrong.
38) Find something to obsess about. Anything will do. Just think about it or do it over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over…
39) See in others what you dislike in yourself, and consider it bad and wrong without seeing it in yourself.
40) Treat others as objects for your use.
41) Disagree violently with others’ opinions, facts, or beliefs.
42) Seek happiness outside yourself and find everything wanting in one way or the other.
43) Have no goals, and resent the fact that you can’t accomplish anything.
It's a 43 item list, I've noticed it. Don't be so picky!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
On Writing
I never considered myself to be a jealous person. I like what I have and what I am and have always been glad of what you have and are. But there's a gift I deeply envy: the gift of put into words what I think and feel.
Writing is the most valuable gift of all. I wish I could write and concieve worlds, people, places, life stories, friendship and romances.
But then I thought "I have a blog! I could do that."
Where are the ideas now?
Writing is the most valuable gift of all. I wish I could write and concieve worlds, people, places, life stories, friendship and romances.
But then I thought "I have a blog! I could do that."
Where are the ideas now?
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
#iranelection Cyberwar Guide for Beginners
Get involved! Don't ignore and don't be conniving.
The post bellow was posted at: http://reinikainen.co.uk and it's very usefull if you want to help Iran protesters in a good way, whatever your war is.
The purpose of this guide is to help you participate constructively in the Iranian election protests through twitter.
- Do NOT publicise proxy IP’s over twitter, and especially not using the #iranelection hashtag. Security forces are monitoring this hashtag, and the moment they identify a proxy IP they will block it in Iran. If you are creating new proxies for the Iranian bloggers, DM them to @stopAhmadi or @iran09 and they will distributed them discretely to bloggers in Iran.
- Hashtags, the only two legitimate hashtags being used by bloggers in Iran are #iranelection and #gr88, other hashtag ideas run the risk of diluting the conversation.
- Keep you bull$hit filter up! Security forces are now setting up twitter accounts to spread disinformation by posing as Iranian protesters. Please don’t retweet impetuosly, try to confirm information with reliable sources before retweeting. The legitimate sources are not hard to find and follow.
- Help cover the bloggers: change your twitter settings so that your location is TEHRAN and your time zone is GMT +3.30. Security forces are hunting for bloggers using location and timezone searches. If we all become ‘Iranians’ it becomes much harder to find them.
- Don’t blow their cover! If you discover a genuine source, please don’t publicise their name or location on a website. These bloggers are in REAL danger. Spread the word discretely through your own networks but don’t signpost them to the security forces. People are dying there, for real, please keep that in mind.
- Denial of Service attacks. If you don’t know what you are doing, stay out of this game. Only target those sites the legitimate Iranian bloggers are designating. Be aware that these attacks can have detrimental effects to the network the protesters are relying on. Keep monitoring their traffic to note when you should turn the taps on or off.
- Do spread the (legitimate) word, it works! When the bloggers asked for twitter maintenance to be postponed using the #nomaintenance tag, it had the desired effect. As long as we spread good information, provide moral support to the protesters, and take our lead from the legitimate bloggers, we can make a constructive contribution.
Please remember that this is about the future of the Iranian people, while it might be exciting to get caught up in the flow of participating in a new meme, do not lose sight of what this is really about.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Blue Skies
I'm a proud daughter of the blue skies. My father served in the Air Force all his life, we lived in a military base for almost 15 years, I worked on an international airport for another 13 years & my sister used to be a flight attendant. What I mean is, airplanes come natural in my life.
I guess it's not necessary to say I was never afraid of flying and never understood people that were. But then on October, 1996 a plane crashed downtown and after that I just grew concerned. That happened again on July, 2007. There was another one, on Sept. 2006 but it crashed in the middle of nowhere.
After that first crash, everytime I'm onboard I get tense.
Now there was yet another crash but in the middle of the Atlantic. To think that all those souls had lives and plans...
I guess it's not necessary to say I was never afraid of flying and never understood people that were. But then on October, 1996 a plane crashed downtown and after that I just grew concerned. That happened again on July, 2007. There was another one, on Sept. 2006 but it crashed in the middle of nowhere.
After that first crash, everytime I'm onboard I get tense.
Now there was yet another crash but in the middle of the Atlantic. To think that all those souls had lives and plans...
Friday, June 5, 2009
Do you twitt?
Do you twitt? If not, you should.
A 140 characters miniblog is way more than "stepping on the verge of a precipice, shouting nonsense and hoping anyone could hear you". It's a direct line between you and the world and it can be seriously fun. You can reach almost everybody, including the US President.
Like our gorgeous boy ZQ says, I had a blast at it yesterday. Thanks, @NathalieCaron!
A 140 characters miniblog is way more than "stepping on the verge of a precipice, shouting nonsense and hoping anyone could hear you". It's a direct line between you and the world and it can be seriously fun. You can reach almost everybody, including the US President.
Like our gorgeous boy ZQ says, I had a blast at it yesterday. Thanks, @NathalieCaron!
Sunday, May 31, 2009
FEIST
Weekends were always time to have fun, to go out with my kid, movies, pizza, stuff like that. Now they're shorter and I'm tired, cross and sleepy all the time.
What is different? Time to think about it.
I really am concious now that I've been bitter (?), cross, bad humoured, angry, FEIST but I've always thought that something must've happened and I was reacting to that but now I've been told otherwise.
Yes, "I've been told" otherwise. A guy, German guy, I knew when I was 18 told me I was already like this when we met.
This is going nowhere but I promise I'm thinking hard about this and I'll come up with something.
What is different? Time to think about it.
I really am concious now that I've been bitter (?), cross, bad humoured, angry, FEIST but I've always thought that something must've happened and I was reacting to that but now I've been told otherwise.
Yes, "I've been told" otherwise. A guy, German guy, I knew when I was 18 told me I was already like this when we met.
This is going nowhere but I promise I'm thinking hard about this and I'll come up with something.
Monday, May 25, 2009
HAPPY TOWEL DAY!
The Greatness Of Towels is found in Chapter 3 of Doug Adams' work The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy:
"A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-boggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough."
Doug Adams died on May 11, 2001. On May 14 of that year, one of his fans, D. Clyde Williamson, posted a tribute to Mr. Adams including a proposal that a date two weeks after his passing should be observed as Towel Day.
May 25th continues to be observed annually as Towel Day as an ongoing tribute to Douglas Adams.
NERD PRIDE! Let's hit the streets!
"A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-boggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough."
Doug Adams died on May 11, 2001. On May 14 of that year, one of his fans, D. Clyde Williamson, posted a tribute to Mr. Adams including a proposal that a date two weeks after his passing should be observed as Towel Day.
May 25th continues to be observed annually as Towel Day as an ongoing tribute to Douglas Adams.
NERD PRIDE! Let's hit the streets!
Saturday, May 23, 2009
About @beforethedoor
I'm being followed by @beforethedoor on Twitter and feel the need to say why: the account was mine and I set it to follow me.
Before The Door (www.beforethedoor.com) is a production company founded by Corey Moosa, Neal Dodson and Zachary Quinto, Carnegie Mellon buddies, in the business of movie making and culture shaking. I'm not related in any way whatsoever to that production company or their partners aside from being a huge fan of ZQ's work (and his eyebrows, of course).
Last April I checked to see if they were already on Twitter. Once they weren't yet, I openned the account @beforethedoor and kept it quiet, without updates, without "movement".
Last Thursday I checked the e-mail account where I registered @beforethedoor to and found out I was suddenly being followed by many. One of them was ZQ's account. Right away I sent him a DM explaining @beforethedoor was his at his request and I'd directly send the password when he asked for it. Five minutes later I got a DM from him (YAY!!!!) being very polite.
Obviously I send the password imediately and I guess the guys didn't have the heart to stop following me and that's why I'm still on their list.
I wasn't going to tell anybody (brag) about receiving DM from ZQ but suddenly people are following me just because @beforethedoor is too and I don't want anybody to be misled about it. Just keeping it real.
They're nice, polite and generous guys, really, and I wish them and their business all success in this Galaxy.
Before The Door (www.beforethedoor.com) is a production company founded by Corey Moosa, Neal Dodson and Zachary Quinto, Carnegie Mellon buddies, in the business of movie making and culture shaking. I'm not related in any way whatsoever to that production company or their partners aside from being a huge fan of ZQ's work (and his eyebrows, of course).
Last April I checked to see if they were already on Twitter. Once they weren't yet, I openned the account @beforethedoor and kept it quiet, without updates, without "movement".
Last Thursday I checked the e-mail account where I registered @beforethedoor to and found out I was suddenly being followed by many. One of them was ZQ's account. Right away I sent him a DM explaining @beforethedoor was his at his request and I'd directly send the password when he asked for it. Five minutes later I got a DM from him (YAY!!!!) being very polite.
Obviously I send the password imediately and I guess the guys didn't have the heart to stop following me and that's why I'm still on their list.
I wasn't going to tell anybody (brag) about receiving DM from ZQ but suddenly people are following me just because @beforethedoor is too and I don't want anybody to be misled about it. Just keeping it real.
They're nice, polite and generous guys, really, and I wish them and their business all success in this Galaxy.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Advice
A not-quite-friend once said to me "don't come back to a place you once were happy". At first I didn't understand what the saying meant and it took me some time, actually several months till I could grab its meaning.
Another fact is that all the social media allowed me - well, allowed everybody - to search and eventually find people that once in the past had a part in my life.
Regardless of quantum physics, time is a line that runs in only one direction for a reason: things and people of one's past should remain there. I met some people from my past and "going back to a place I once was happy" has been disappointing and spoiled the good memories I had and now my present and my past both suck.
So here's my piece of advice for all humankind: cherish your memories, your past, but leave it be. Don't ever go back to a place you were once happy.
PS: pic is just an eye candy.
Another fact is that all the social media allowed me - well, allowed everybody - to search and eventually find people that once in the past had a part in my life.
Regardless of quantum physics, time is a line that runs in only one direction for a reason: things and people of one's past should remain there. I met some people from my past and "going back to a place I once was happy" has been disappointing and spoiled the good memories I had and now my present and my past both suck.
So here's my piece of advice for all humankind: cherish your memories, your past, but leave it be. Don't ever go back to a place you were once happy.
PS: pic is just an eye candy.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Sonnet CXXXII - WS
Thine eyes I love, and they as pitying me
Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain,
Have put on black, and loving mourners be,
Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.
And truly not the morning sun of Heaven
Better becomes the grey cheeks of the east,
Nor that full star that ushers in the even
Doth half that glory to the sober west
As those two mourning eyes become thy face:
O let it then as well beseem thy heart
To mourn for me since mourning soth thee grace,
And suit thy pity like in every part.
Then will I swear beauty herself is black,
And all they foul thy complexion lack.
Eu amo os olhos teus e eles, como apiedados,
sabendo a quanta dor teu desdém me condena,
de espesso luto sempre e em lágrimas banhados
se compungem perante essa terrível fena.
E, certo, nem o Sol, em matutina hora,
fazendo resplandecer a face do oriente,
nem a estrela que o acaso, ao escurecer, decora,
podem nunca irradiar graça tão surpreendente,
como a que os olhos teu dão, chorando, à tua face.
Oh! Deixa que em tua alma, então, o pranto influa,
se o pranto, assim, te faz mais belo; que te engrace
todo o ser o sentir que em teus olhos atua.
Então eu jurarei só haver beleza triste,
ou que, sem tua feição, beleza não existe.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Sonnet CXVI - WS
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! It is an ever fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
De almas sinceras a união sincera
Nada há que impeça: amor não é amor
Se quando encontra obstáculos se altera
Ou se vacila ao mínimo temor.
Amor é um marco eterno, dominante,
Que encara a tempestade com bravura;
É astro que norteia a vela errante
Cujo valor se ignora, lá na altura.
Amor não teme o tempo, muito embora
Seu alfanje não poupe a mocidade;
Amor não se transforma de hora em hora,
Antes se afirma, para a eternidade.
Se isto é falso, e que é falso alguém provou,
Eu não sou poeta, e ninguém nunca amou.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Flight
I live with a condition for almost ten years now. It's not physical and I'm not going to die of it.
The thing is, why people tend to look down on you because of it? I can't function like everybody else but I got all sorts of demands.
I had a lot of "friends" and they're all gone now. No one could take my idiosyncrasies and just defected.
The question I put before you is: why do I have to be a friend when my so called friends are not? I won't and if you don't respect me or my illness, well... FUCK OFF!
PS: Rodin's Gate of Hell
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Star Trek - a new begining
Last friday I saw Star Trek on its opening day. OMFG! It was fascinating. The movie is really, really good. So good I actually went for another round last Sunday, just 2 days after, and I'm going to see it again at least once in a movie theatre.
I'm 60's born but I'm a 70's child that was raised watching Star Trek reruns from the crib on. Being able to watch Star Trek and enjoy it again means the world to me.
A very important aspect is Spock, his indiference, distance and detachment were always reference in my mind. I have always admired logic over passion. He's been even an aesthetic model for my interests. Actually, Spock has so huge a rip in my likings that somehow I managed to love Zachary Quinto way before I knew he was going to be next Spock. I guess I got the SPOCK VIBE from him; he was really the right choice.
I'm 60's born but I'm a 70's child that was raised watching Star Trek reruns from the crib on. Being able to watch Star Trek and enjoy it again means the world to me.
A very important aspect is Spock, his indiference, distance and detachment were always reference in my mind. I have always admired logic over passion. He's been even an aesthetic model for my interests. Actually, Spock has so huge a rip in my likings that somehow I managed to love Zachary Quinto way before I knew he was going to be next Spock. I guess I got the SPOCK VIBE from him; he was really the right choice.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Today
Throughout this week I've planned a upbeat post BUT something happened and now I'm not in that mood anymore. Hate surprises. The bright side is I adapt to changes quite easily.
The second issue today is I've been writing down a list of life's awesome things and I'm going to share it here. Of course awesomeness is directly proportional to personal experiences and background so don't think I'm expecting applauses.
Last, but never least, how cute Damian Lewis looks in an uniform?
Monday, May 4, 2009
Too Many Days Off
Looks like we had too much days off here. Three three-days-weekends for the last 3 or 4 weeks sure make your pace go down. I've been sleeping a lot. Well, not a lot but only during daytime.
Life is like a blur, a sleepy blur.
Parece que temos tido demais dias de folga aqui. Três finais de semana prolongados nas últimas 3 ou 4 semanas certamente diminuem o compasso. Tenho domido muito. Bem, não muito mas somente durante o dia. A vida é um borrão, um borrão sonolento.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
IT
I feel it but I know not what it is. It's a strong sensation of... WHAT? I can't give it a name but I'm trying to.
(the pic is completely gratuitious)
Eu sinto mas não sei o que é. É uma forte sensação de ... O QUE? Não consigo dar um nome mas estou tentando.
(a foto é totalmente gratuita)
Monday, April 27, 2009
Jane Austen
Don't know what's with me and Jane Austen's work. It always gets me.
Yesterday I watched 3 versions of Pride And Prejudice and the other day it was 2 versions of Persuasion.
Maybe it's the certainty that in the end the opinionated girl gets the love of her life; maybe it's because deep down I'm a romantic and I believe there's someone out there to me.
Não sei o que há entre a obra de Jane Austen e eu. Ela sempre me toca.
Ontem assisti 3 versões de Orgulho e Preconceito e em outro dia assisti 2 versões de Persuasão.
Talvez seja a certeza de que, no final, a garota com opiniões fique com o amor de sua vida; talvez seja porque, no fundo, sou romântica e acredito que há um par para mim.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
When I Finally Die...
This is something to keep in mind when I finally die. I'd like that.
I know these are some Irish works but don't know exactly name or authors.
"Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there... I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow...
I am the diamond glints on snow...
I am the sunlight on ripened grain...
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you waken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of gentle birds in circling flight...
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry —
I am not there... I did not die..."
And,
"Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free!
I follow the plan God laid for me.
I saw His face, I heard His call,
I took His hand and left it all...
I could not stay another day,
To love, to laugh, to work or play;
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
And if my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss...
Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss.
My life's been full, I've savoured much:
Good times, good friends, a loved-one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief —
Don't shorten yours with undue grief.
Be not burdened with tears of sorrow,
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow."
Algo para ter em mente quando eu finalmente morrer. Gostaria disso.
Sei que são obras Irlandesas mas não sei os autores e nomes.
I know these are some Irish works but don't know exactly name or authors.
"Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there... I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow...
I am the diamond glints on snow...
I am the sunlight on ripened grain...
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you waken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of gentle birds in circling flight...
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry —
I am not there... I did not die..."
And,
"Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free!
I follow the plan God laid for me.
I saw His face, I heard His call,
I took His hand and left it all...
I could not stay another day,
To love, to laugh, to work or play;
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
And if my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss...
Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss.
My life's been full, I've savoured much:
Good times, good friends, a loved-one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief —
Don't shorten yours with undue grief.
Be not burdened with tears of sorrow,
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow."
Algo para ter em mente quando eu finalmente morrer. Gostaria disso.
Sei que são obras Irlandesas mas não sei os autores e nomes.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Just my opinion...
There's a new bakery in town named "O Melhor Bolo de Chocolate do Mundo" (The World's Best Chocolate Cake). Fooled by its name, I went there to try it and, OMG, that's a LIE. It's not, even remotely, a cake and nor the best chocolate-whatever around.
It's a merengue with a soft filling, all made of chocolate with a ton of sugar, that just made me sick to my stomach. HATED both the non-cake stuff and that it's wrongly called the best.
Don't fall for it.
Há uma doceria nova na cidade chamada "O Melhor Bolo de Chocolate do Mundo". Enganada pelo nome, fui lá para experimentá-lo e, OMD, é mentira. Não é, sequer remotamente, um bolo e tampouco o melhor sei-lá-o-que de chocolate por aí.
É um suspiro com um recheio mole, tudo feito de chocolate com uma tonelada de açúcar ,que me fez ficar com dor de estômago. Odiei tanto a coisa não-bolo quanto o fato de ser erroneamente chamada de o melhor.
Não caia nessa.
It's a merengue with a soft filling, all made of chocolate with a ton of sugar, that just made me sick to my stomach. HATED both the non-cake stuff and that it's wrongly called the best.
Don't fall for it.
Há uma doceria nova na cidade chamada "O Melhor Bolo de Chocolate do Mundo". Enganada pelo nome, fui lá para experimentá-lo e, OMD, é mentira. Não é, sequer remotamente, um bolo e tampouco o melhor sei-lá-o-que de chocolate por aí.
É um suspiro com um recheio mole, tudo feito de chocolate com uma tonelada de açúcar ,que me fez ficar com dor de estômago. Odiei tanto a coisa não-bolo quanto o fato de ser erroneamente chamada de o melhor.
Não caia nessa.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Jane Austen
Jane Austen (16 December 1775 – 18 July 1817) was an English novelist whose realism, biting social commentary and masterful use of free indirect speech, burlesque, and irony have earned her a place as one of the most widely read and most beloved writers in English literature. (From: Wikipedia), second only to Shakespeare himself.
How much can a work of an artist influence or even change one's life?
When I was 14yo, I watched on TV a BBC series of "Pride And Prejudice" and this work alone molded my sense of aesthetics and love on everything that came afterwards in my life. I became Elizabeth Bennet and since have eyes only to Mr. Darcy: the guy has to look like him, to have the same personality.
I know, I know: there are no Mr. Darcy's in the real world. And that's why I'm solo at this point.
Have you ever thought about it? About some book or some movie you once read or seen influencing you life? You'd better! We all suffer influences by books, music and movies. I'm not an exception nor a freak either. If you think hard enough you'll find out whitch works are influencing you right now. We all are made of bits and pieces we collect along the way.
(IT: the pic is Jane Austen's house in Chawton, Hampshire, UK)
Jane Austen foi uma escritora inglesa cujo realismo, comentário social ácido e excelente uso da linguagem indireta, burlesco e ironia garantiram a ela um lugar como um dos mais lidos e apreciados escritores da literatura inglesa, perdendo apenas para Shakespeare.
Quanto pode uma obra de arte influenciar ou até mudar a vida de alguém?
Quando eu tinha 14 anos, assisti na TV uma minissérie da BBC de "Orgulho e Preconceito" e esse obra sozinha moldou meu senso estético e amoroso em tudo o que se seguiu em minha vida. Tornei-me Elizabeth Bennet e, desde então, tenho olhos apenas para o Mr. Darcy: o cara tem que se parecer com ele e ter a mesma personalidade.
Eu sei, eu sei: não há Mr. Darcy no mundo real. E isso é o porquê estou sozinha agora.
Já pensou nisso? Sobre algum filme ou livro que tenha lido ou visto que tenha influenciado sua vida? Você deve! Todos sofremos influências de livros, músicas e filmes. Não sou exceção e nem freak. Se pensar bastante, você descobrirá quais obras o estão influenciando agora. Somos todos feitos de partes e pedaçs que coletamos ao longo do caminho.
(ET: a foto é a casa de Jane Austen em Chawton, Hampshire, Reino Unido)
How much can a work of an artist influence or even change one's life?
When I was 14yo, I watched on TV a BBC series of "Pride And Prejudice" and this work alone molded my sense of aesthetics and love on everything that came afterwards in my life. I became Elizabeth Bennet and since have eyes only to Mr. Darcy: the guy has to look like him, to have the same personality.
I know, I know: there are no Mr. Darcy's in the real world. And that's why I'm solo at this point.
Have you ever thought about it? About some book or some movie you once read or seen influencing you life? You'd better! We all suffer influences by books, music and movies. I'm not an exception nor a freak either. If you think hard enough you'll find out whitch works are influencing you right now. We all are made of bits and pieces we collect along the way.
(IT: the pic is Jane Austen's house in Chawton, Hampshire, UK)
Jane Austen foi uma escritora inglesa cujo realismo, comentário social ácido e excelente uso da linguagem indireta, burlesco e ironia garantiram a ela um lugar como um dos mais lidos e apreciados escritores da literatura inglesa, perdendo apenas para Shakespeare.
Quanto pode uma obra de arte influenciar ou até mudar a vida de alguém?
Quando eu tinha 14 anos, assisti na TV uma minissérie da BBC de "Orgulho e Preconceito" e esse obra sozinha moldou meu senso estético e amoroso em tudo o que se seguiu em minha vida. Tornei-me Elizabeth Bennet e, desde então, tenho olhos apenas para o Mr. Darcy: o cara tem que se parecer com ele e ter a mesma personalidade.
Eu sei, eu sei: não há Mr. Darcy no mundo real. E isso é o porquê estou sozinha agora.
Já pensou nisso? Sobre algum filme ou livro que tenha lido ou visto que tenha influenciado sua vida? Você deve! Todos sofremos influências de livros, músicas e filmes. Não sou exceção e nem freak. Se pensar bastante, você descobrirá quais obras o estão influenciando agora. Somos todos feitos de partes e pedaçs que coletamos ao longo do caminho.
(ET: a foto é a casa de Jane Austen em Chawton, Hampshire, Reino Unido)
Monday, April 20, 2009
Museum
This was the time when I tried but couldn't. Was to affraid to try.
Social media has made my life go head over hills. What was supposed to be buried now resurfaces.
Life is getting crazy really but these are just memories.
Life is getting crazy really but these are just memories.
Esse foi o tempo em que tentei mas não consegui. Tinha medo de tentar.
A mídia social fez minha vida ficar de pernas para o ar. O que deveria estar enterrado reaparece.
A vida está ficando doida, verdade, mas isso são apenas lembranças.
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Who's Mister Lewis?
Wanna know who's this Mister Lewis ? It's Damian Lewis, an English actor.
Why did I choose him?
Can't answer.
The fact is he's a very interesting actor, a moving person "who add layers" to everything he does.
He got me thinking lately but it's just between him and myself.
I'll be blogging about a lot of things, about "layering" and about him too.
Quer saber quem é esse Mister Lewis? É Damian Lewis, ator inglês.
Porque o escolhi?
Não posso responder.
O fato é que ele é um ator muito interessante, uma pessoa tocante que "adiciona camadas" a tudo o que faz. Ultimamente ele tem me feito pensar mas isso é só entre ele e eu.
Estarei blogging sobre muitas coisas, sobre "adicionar camadas" e sobre ele também.
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