oh yeah, Inception!

So I saw Inception.

I didn't mention it here because I've been tired-sick-tired and then tired of being tired and sick. This weekend I was treated to a particularly horrendous bit of the cycle - I spent Saturday alternately hugging the toilet and watching The Bucket List. Which, I gotta point out, has enough subtext to fuel a fandom, though I entirely understand why there isn't one. Sick, tired, tired and sick, and not feeling particularly like writing here lately.

So yeah, INCEPTION. Right? A friend of mine sat me down and tried to mansplain the true meaning of the film. Well, whatever works for him, but I really think that any attempt at foreclosing possibility here, any attempt at a unified field theory, is an epic fail. I mean, what the hell is a movie about dreams for, if not to dream a little bigger? I'd really like to see the movie again, to get to know the characters a little better, the world a little better. Whatever logical flaws the movie has I can happily forgive, because it was so damn enjoyable. I was, I have to confess, more involved in this movie than I've been in any movie, in a while. I clutched my friend's thigh.

Other movies I saw recently:

Iron Man 2 - I know. It's just that I'd promised to see it with a friend, and our schedules conflicted, conflicted some more, and kept on conflicting for months. In the end, a good time was had by all. We had the theater to ourselves and were able to yell at Mickey Rourke as much as we liked. He was exactly the right person to see it with, though. Our views on the movie were eerily in sync. Although, you know, I did most of the yelling.

500 Days of Summer - Better than I expected! I am not a fan of Zooey Deschanel, and I'd heard the movie was disappointing at best. Maybe it's because I'm a sucker for Joseph Gordon Levitt, but I thought it was charming, sweet, and fun. I loved him in the depths of misery. I loved him in the heights of love. I don't know, just a charming, watchable character with an interesting story to tell.


Other movies I'm looking forward to seeing: The Expendables (come on, you know I'm all over that), Takers, Freakonomics, Holy Wars, La Soga, Red... others. Um. I really like action movies, you guys.

queernesia

We were talking about this on Twitter. @SarangaComics brought up the OH YEAH YOU'RE BISEXUAL phenomenon, and from there it became a thing. So here goes:

I am queer when I am dating a guy.

I am queer when I'm not dating anyone at all.

I am queer in the morning, and queer at night.

I am queer on Mondays, queer on Tuesdays, queer on Wednesdays through Sundays, and every other day besides.

I am queer when I'm presenting as ultra-femme, and queer when I'm butch.

I am queer. I have a measure of passing privilege and I rarely date, much less talk about who I'm sleeping with. Because we know each other for all sorts of reasons, and not all of you reading are friends, it's nothing to me if you haven't noticed. It is something if you doubt my queerness, or conveniently forget it, over and over. It is definitely something if you start looking for proof. It is something if you erase my sexuality for your own convenience or comfort. It is a thing, a big goddamn thing, if you dismiss me as not being queer enough, as being too queer, or not the right kind of queer.

Of course I've gotten "I just don't think of you that way." Except, and this is the sticking point, somehow not 'thinking of me that way' (read: as a sexual being), means a mental shuffling of the deck, until quelle surprise, I'm a straight girl. And that is not fine. That's not subtracting the sexual, for a purely intellectual relationship. It's subtracting the QUEER. You do think of me 'that way', you're just reimagining the content of 'that way' for your own comfort. And seriously, if you're going to play those kinds of games with my person, you can just keep on walking, because I don't need you in my life.

they tell me you don't sing the blues

Woke up one morning...


'organic highway' by mikael hansen 1995


Muddy Waters - Mannish Boy

Howlin Wolf - Smokestack Lightning

Jesse Mae Hemphill - Standing In My Doorway Crying

Big Mama Thornton - Hound Dog

John Lee Hooker - Boom Boom

Blind Lemon Jefferson - That Black Snake Moan


when you ain't got no money, you got the blues


* Any issues with the tracks, do let me know. This was quick work.