Archive for the ‘Psychology’ Category
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Blog or Die
So it’s really come to this? It’s 1:30am on a Sunday night and I should be in bed asleep so I can start the week fresh, or be ready to get up should the kid have a midnight freakout. But I’m not, I’m here at my my desk staring at my laptop for the past hour, wondering what the fuck I can write about? How the fuck I can get back on the blogging train? It’s been six months and I haven’t posted shit. I like blogging. It’s soothing. It’s therapeutic. It’s a creative outlet that frankly at this point…
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I’m Banksy
That’s what Justin Timberlake said at the Oscars. I was quite surprised at the time, remembering years ago when the name ‘Banksy’ was just a whisper heard on the streets of London, and now he was being referenced in a joke on one of the biggest international stages the world has to offer. I was pretty much clueless as to the events that have transpired between those two states of his notoriety – from unknown to infamous, all the while remaining a ghost. Then I saw Exit Through the Gift Shop… and all that changed.
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Thri-Polar Audiblized
Charlie Sheen might have declared “I’m not bipolar, I’m bi Winning” but I have come to the conclusion that I’m thri-polar and will proceed to demonstrate this audibly using my favorite song as a control. For the last several years that song is Such Great Heights by The Postal Service. They aren’t my favorite band and it’s not my favorite album, or even the genre of music I listen to the most. But down to the pure beauty of the song, the meaning of the lyrics, and because of that x-factor of whatever was going through my mind when I…