Thursday, December 18, 2008
When I was younger (Grade 8 maybe) I happened upon this fantastic play on the CBC called White Mice. I taped this play and listened to it over and over again as it ripped apart things like capitalism and whiteness and, though I had no idea what it meant, its ideas affect me even to this day.
There was this one line in it where the characters discuss how people in western society have so much leisure time that they don't feel relaxed but at the same time don't get anything done and so they've developed the ability to talk about nothing, thus explaining the popularity of Jerry Seinfeld and the show that carries his name.
Nothing is what I've been doing for the past week or so. My family all came, there were children running about for a few days, and we told a lot of silly stories but they all went away and now I've been sitting around my parents large, suburban home with very little expected of me.
This reminds me of a song my friend Tyler wrote.... called Nothing
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
As I write this in the basement of Douglas Library at school, I wonder if, at any moment, someone might peek over my shoulder and ask me what I'm doing. Such is the joy of exam season.
I'm currently only about 72 hours away from freedom from school for a couple of weeks, and while I may still have to plow through some Greek catch up over the break (I'm not sure if I passed my exam) I'm looking forward to the prospect of enjoying time at home with my family, and being able to play some music. I've been so swamped by school as of late that I haven't really had time to do much playing as of late (save recording a Coldplay cover I promised for a friend).
The break is going to be nice, but first I have to study....