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Monday, November 16, 2009

shit i like...

Sorry I missed last week. It was a bit busy with training and so forth for work. I am back with my syndicated weekly post about, well, shit I like. Let's get this thing started.

First off, Up came out on dvd this past week. What the what?!? You dont know what that is? I have actually talked to people this week who had no clue what the hell I was talking about, fool! (Never end a sentence with a preposition!). I smacked those bitches. Up is another brilliant Pixar stunner with an emotional resonance that builds straight from the tearjerker of a beginning through to the literal metaphor of a man carrying his entire life on his back. What can only be one of the best movies of the year if not a Best Picture contender, Up proves Pixar is the place to look for important filmmaking without fear of making the fantastical seem like real life.

So, a certain music video by a certain popstar that I dont normally like came out this past week. And I gotta say Lady Gaga surprised me. The video is downright extraordinary. Typically, I can't stand her for the refusal to wear anything but ridiculous outfits, but this time it worked for me. Plus, a side from that fact that occasionally she looks a little like Amy Winehouse, there are moments when she actually looks pretty. Who knew?




I found the pilot for V very interesting. I had to watch this one since it was part of the reason Elizabeth Mitchell bit the big one on Lost. I was very impressed with the pilot and plan on continuing to watch (unlike FlashForward). The show is intriguing and even timely. The aliens are bringing universal healthcare ideals, the reporter has no problem selling out to get the exclusive, etc. The effects looked pretty flashy for a TV show budget and the acting is rather strong, especially Mitchell.


Finally, I will probably be in trouble for saying I enjoy the new OneRepublic single. Yes, the band led by that guy (Ryan Tedder) who writes a bunch of songs that sound identical. Ask Beyonce, Kelly, or Leona and they will tell you all about that. Once again on "Good Life," he does his formulaic atmospheric pop sound with some hip-hop beats except now he throws in some acoustic guitar strumming. But I'll be damned if it doesnt make for an excellent pop song. I enjoy that he brings up how so much in life can be good but we, as people, cannot help but look for more. I like it, now let the hating commence.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

shit i like this week...

In hopes of keeping things going strong this time, perhaps a weekly column is in order. So I bring you a little something called, "shit i like this week..."

First off, can I just say how much I loved my Hween 09 costume? I had a great time in it, and I must say I look pretty damn good. Take a look to your right there ->

I thoroughly enjoyed myself at Taste this past Sunday for brunch. I am quite sure I had not been since this past summer, and it was a delight to enjoy one last brunch on the patio there. The atmosphere is pretty spot-on and pleasant, plus you can easily kill a couple hours there chatting and recapping the night before's indiscretions with some pals. And did we have some this past weekend...


The Precious Trailer is also tops on my list this week. I don't really see the need to disclose just how many times I've watched it this week (about 7) and how many times I've cried watching it (every fucking time). This is obvs going to be a movie I need to see asap (because apparently I dont do enough crying already). So, check out the trailer...


Alright, tissues away. Something not definitely not making me cry this week is a song from Tegan and Sara circa their 2007 release The Con. The song is called "Nineteen." It sounds exactly like something the indie twins would have made but completely better than anything they've made before. The song still has their quirk with a nice bit of rock on top. I'd go back to being nineteen if it would sound this good.

Finally, these guys make my week better every week...

Monday, November 2, 2009

shit i suck at...

Can you seriously believe I have a GD blog that I haven't touched since February of this year? Seriously? On that note, I bring you a list of shit I suck at. Starting with...

1. Keeping a blog. You know, this was the year I swore I would do it, and you see how well that went for me. Consider this my jump start on next year.

2. Dating. I mean damn, do I suck at this one. I am pretty certain I have been on close to 20 first dates this year, maybe 5 second dates, and one person I considered myself dating and almost had a relationship with. Liz Lemon is doing better than I am.

3. Greeting Cards. My New Year resolution for 2010 will be to get out greeting cards to family members for birthdays and major holidays.

4. Working out. I make these great starts but I never follow through. I have always been someone who expects to see perfect immediate results or I think I just don't have it and give up. And let me tell you, doing 25 crunches does not get you perfect abs, and so I figure I should just quit cause it's not going to happen.

5. Following through with something. It's the story of my life. I'm not even sure how many things I have started to just never get near completing. Let me see: playing guitar, going back to school, completing one of my written works, blogging, certain books, etc.

6. Keeping a consistent bed time. I try so hard to get myself to bed by 10pm work nights, but once again I suck. For some reason, I get caught up in some online bullshit or something and suddenly it's midnight before I am getting some shut eye.

7. Getting my car serviced. I would rather spend money on something much more important, like a new pair of jeans or a jacket. Who's with me?

8. Telling someone what I really want. I so rarely actually tell someone else what I want from a situation whether it be dating or going out or whatever. I worry the other person will not be cool with it so I just avoid bringing up what I want and go along with his or her plan.

9. Believing in myself. Sure, the kid may look like he's got it all together without breaking a sweat, but I constantly worry about how I am doing. I doubt everything I do. I am certain most of the things I do could be better if done by someone else.

10. Interacting with children. They freak me out and I just want them to go back to their parents.

I am pretty sure I am going to need to stop sucking at these things if I want to have a full, healthy life. So, I figure starting at the top of the list is the best place to get things rolling. In other words, I'm back bitches!

...At least for now.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

everyone is doing it

So, everyone is doing this whole "25 random things about yourself" on facebook, and I am refusing to do it...on there. I keep reading them, and I like learning these things about people who I thought I knew pretty well. I debated finally posting one on there, but I've decided to do it here. As I formulated my list in my head, I realized that they're not things I want all my "friends" on facebook learning. My one or two readers at 11:11 can learn them instead.

1. I never go anywhere without my Ipod. It is either in my jacket pocket, my car, my carry-on, etc. I hate being away from my music. You never know when a situation calls for just the right tune.

2. I think my Grandma Bretz is one of the most important people in my life. I think she is the one family member I am most like. She has always seemed to understand me in ways others couldn't.

3. I told my trainer that I want to work out to develop a healthy, active lifestyle. I really want to have the body of Ryan Gosling circa Half Nelson. I don't believe it will every happen.

4. I have created two television series in my head that I think are inspired. I can tell you pretty much everything that will happen to the characters up to about four or five seasons. One is about the end of a relationship and features flashbacks of when the couple was still together. The other is about the social stratification and drama in a hotel. I want Aaron Sorkin to help me write it.

5. I have two tattoos. I want three more.

6. I don't believe in "the one," or marriage for that matter. Why can't people just be in a relationship and if it doesn't work it doesn't work?

7. Men's clothing/fashion gets me more excited than most things in life. My heart literally races when I go shopping and find things I love.

8. I try not to regret anything in life, though I seriously wish I would have kept in touch more with some of my friends in high school. I wish I wasn't so terrified that they would think less of me now.

9. I was in love only once. It hurt. It still does.

10. My biggest fear is that I will just be average.

11. My second is that I will never find someone to fall in love with again. Am I doomed to spend the rest of my life without a partner? Who will surprise me with dirty messages on the fridge?

12. Charlotte from Sex and the City touched me more than any TV character ever could because of number 11. She said to the girls, “Maybe we could be each other’s soul mates. And men could be these great nice guys to have fun with." I believe my friends are my soul mates, and I could think of no other people I would rather spend my life with.

13. Wall-E is the greatest love story I have ever seen.

14. I act like my family is not that important to me, but I named my blog after the street number of the house I grew up in (also a Rufus Wainwright song). They mean more to me than I would ever let on.

15. A college instructor once told me that sometimes "life just gets in the way of living." I understand that.

16. College was truly some of the greatest years of my life..so far.

17. The saddest day of my life was my last day in Bloomington. I left behind so much, and I cried the entire drive home.

18. I have to finish lunch and dinner with something sweet. I go crazy if I don't get sugar after a meal.

19. One of the greatest pleasures I have ever experienced is the simple joy of sitting outside on a summer evening enjoying drinks with friends. I long for another summer of this.

20. I am a terrible singer, but I love to do it.

21. I have a finally found an apartment I feel at home in.

22. I always have iced tea in my fridge. Not that shitty instant stuff or the kind you buy at the store either. I make my own. My mom makes the best iced tea ever, and everyone in my family tries so hard to do it as well as her.

23. I feel most free on the dancefloor.

24. I had just signed a lease on the apartment I shared with Chad after moving to Indy when I was offered a teaching job in Southern IN at the school I student taught at. I turned it down. I lied to my family and said they wanted someone with media experience like yearbook.

25. I shudder every time I think what my life would have been like had I accepted the position. I think it was one my best decisions ever. I would have never met some of the people I now love. I would not have some of the most amazing experiences I know. I would feel so average and it would have been the closest thing to a nightmare to me.

Monday, February 2, 2009

to be wonderful in the world

I had the pleasure of viewing Revolutionary Road last night conmiga Angela. If brevity is your thing, the movie is in one word: intense. If you prefer more descriptors, I can toss in visionary, frightening, and dark.

Winselt and DiCaprio soar as a 30 something couple, April and Frank Wheeler, trying to recover some semblance of their idealism they had before kids and marriage and suburbia. He wanted to be a passionate thinker, she wanted to be an actress, and instead they ended up in a house on Revolutionary Road wishing they were anywhere else. They develop a plan to move to Paris to reclaim what they lost, and we know from the moment the plan is presented it will never work for them. And, oh boy, when it doesn't work does the shit hit the fan.


Every character in this movie is expertly played and nuanced to create a breathtaking picture of marital decay. Michael Shannon is bitingly fantastic as the loony John Givings throwing everything in the faces of our couple. Winslet and DiCaprio don't just take bites out of each other, they tear huge pieces and spit them in the other's face. These are two outstanding actors doing their best work I've seen them do under the guidance of the brilliant Sam Mendes.


Brilliant Moments:

-The opening party scene where April and Frank first glance one another through the crowd before chatting and dancing. A bit of calm before the storm.

-April dancing in a bar with their neighbor, Shep, before an embarassing moment(and I do mean moment) of extramarital coitus.

-April's painful breakfast with her husband on the day of his big promotion. I obviously need to see The Reader because this scene alone should score Winslet an Oscar.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

when the hotel doesn't deliver the lolz...

Or maybe it does. Like why the hell does the valet talk? He has been chatting on his Bluetooth for about 30 minutes now gesticulating and getting a little too into his conversation. Essentially he looks like some ass-hat warden guarding the doors of this nuthouse.

Then some random female guest with sizeable (read huge) thighs is wearing a mini skirt and boots. It's not even 8:00am. No one is buying what you're selling. Trot on.

I am forced to watch ESPN because I guess there is some big sporting event on television today. I plan on going to see a movie (Revolutionary Road or The Wrestler) and have some drinks later. I suppose I'll have to Boonville Tivo the Superbowl.

I smell an Amber Alert! Who the shit lets their three kids ranging in age from what looks like five to two walk around a huge-ass hotel by themselves? The best thing is if those kids did go missing, I know the parents would think very clearly and calmly before blaming the whole mess on me, the MOD today. "Ma'm, I am so sorry I wasn't keeping a better eye on your children. Sir, I completely forgot that I had to be their surrogate parent while you were hungover this morning."

OMG, the ass-hat valet is now singing James Blunt's "You're Beautiful." Because that song wasn't horrible enough, I guess. He talks and sings and says random things. I can't take this torture.