Carp, I really need to finish off this one little project.
Carp, I'm just stealing straight from aldaily these days. Except the drowning thing. That was stolen from a facebook friend and it's the sort of important thing you should never forget if near kids at some watery place.
I reflected momentarily about standards in film because I saw Ebert's review of the new Twilight film. Namely, standards for looks (though, frankly, I find most of the boys displayed to be twiggish and emaciated). Most film stars of former eras wouldn't be all that much to look at in modern cinema. Fine, we still do accept less-than-perfect people (see: Sex and the City), but they wouldn't be held as standards of beauty or handsomeness, and former standards of beauty or handsomeness would not be shown in revealing clothing because they are too "fat" for the modern camera. I think I've mentioned this before. I don't have very many different themes running around in my mind anymore. The standard for shirtless males is visible six-pack abs, whether or not they have any other sort of muscle mass. The standard for women is an absurd thinness and no sign of adiposity save for their chest. I think this shift toward more exacting standards started to occur in the 90s. Incidentally, this is also when bodybuilding started to shift from the obviously steroid-enhanced Arnold-type image to the grotesquely steroid-enhanced current competitors who I could not name. So you get an idea of the difference, Arnold was a little over 6' tall and weighed around 235# in competition. To be competitive these days, he would probably have to weigh at least 290# with even less bodyfat and more disgusting veins and striations. This requires a lot more drugs. Ronnie Coleman, at 5'11", competed at 305#. This is silly. I don't like bodybuilding for many reasons, but I think Arnold is pretty much the ideal of what bodybuilding should be, but he'd get laughed off the stage at high level amateur shows these days.
Fuckers. Four months ago they were like, "Hey, design this report to exclude this portion of the company. We won't ever need them." Okay. Now, after four months of this reporting: "Hey, it came up that we want to look at it with this portion of the company included." Bastards. These aren't things where you can just look at snapshots in the past. These are things you can only get data from at that moment. Fortunately, I wasn't stupid enough to not include that data, I just filtered it out down the line, but, FOOLS! YOU WERE SAVED FROM FAILURE ONLY BY MY EPIC AWESOMENESS AND DISREGARD FOR YOUR INSTRUCTIONS. Of course, my failure to be awesome would only be seen as a failure rather than the expected outcome of giving stupid instructions.
Hmm. I got into the office a little before 8. Here it is, a little after 10 o'clock, I've gotten a lot of stuff done and a lot of goofing off done. I usually get in around 8:45 and I don't feel like I've gotten this much done by 11. I might have to start doing this more, especially as the Day Star keeps waking me up early. I don't hate the Day Star much right now because it has been very nice all week.
This really has not been completely coherent. I shall get around to making my point someday.
PS I just started reading I Capture the Castle after finishing Consider the Lobster.
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