Thursday September 12 2013

Ana's Journal (11.25am Sept 12 2013)z[i]

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Hanging out with my mom and dad in North Carolina. It doesn't feel like the present time, maybe at some point before I was born. They start yelling and arguing. I find out information about them that I never knew. In waking life my mom didn't have the chance to go to college. But here I find out she attended one year at Yale to be a doctor.

Me: "Yale? You went to Yale?"

It's almost as if they have time traveled here with me too. They're both aware of the unreality. I look over documents from Yale that are sitting on top of the microwave. My dad also worked for some huge corporation overseas. Later, I reconvene with my dad outside on the roof of this skyscraper. It's pouring down rain. We locate a spot under an awning and look out across the big metropolis city in a wow-like moment. A few foreign girls that are understood to be aspiring nurses approach me. One of them takes a liking to me. A romantic bond is formed. I feel guilty because it's understood Ana is in the house. Later, conducting a convention inside a grocery store. I encourage a friend to impersonate Michael Jackson on stage to entertain the masses. Everything seems to be going well. The audience is laughing. 

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Waking up at 2:09 p.m.

Downstairs Ana and I share Bagels with Honey Goat Cream Cheese and Orange Juice. Kofi's here playing the piano. I offer the other half of Ana's bagel.

Kofi: "This tastes like ribs!"

Me: "Ribs? Ribs, Kofi?"

It's hot, hot, hot in this house. A/C has never worked properly in Chanticleer. Letting the fans cool us down. Surprisingly Ana actually lets me see some entries in her journal sketch book. She still gets embarrassed at some of the more personal observations...

"I noticed how bossy he was, but I think it's good he's like that when it comes to practicing. I get it. So practice. That's it. It's simple. But...I was feeling very discouraged by this negative impatient energy he was giving off …………………… I felt closed off and I was quiet. That feeling of giving up on this 'thing' between us came in a little as we made our way to Wawa so we could get gas. He was very sweet and gave me some kisses when we got there. It was very relieving. I'm lucky that he's patient and good to me."

She leaves.

Strawberry Greek Yogurt with Peaches and Cantaloupe.

Trail Mix. Potato Chips. Honey Green Tea.

At the storage unit practicing with Calum and Josiah. Solidifying a new song.

Back home. Eating some Penne Pasta with Red Beans Kofi left on the stove. Adding a Kale and Edamame Salad.

I convince Kofi to ride bikes with me to the beach. We meet up with Elliott and Michelle on 16th. Cruising the boardwalk down to Grommet Island and back. Then, at the middle school across the street from Elliott's house. There's a basketball court with a pair of hoops hanging low enough for us to easily dunk the playground ball. Living the dream.

Night Riders (Sept 12 2013)[ii]

Slam Dunk (Sept 12 2013)

Back home. Slurping up a few bowls of cereal: Honey Bunches of Oats with Brown Sugar and Milk.

Watching Now You See Me (2013).

I'd like to quote a review I read on IMDB by "user-226-297891":

"This is a brand of cinema one could call 'pretentious' and 'farcical' at the same time. The entire movie seems like it is smugly smirking at the audience with sporadic 'gotcha!' or 'I'm so philosophical and esoteric' moments when in reality it is nothing but a juvenile and convoluted plot put together with paper thin characters, hackneyed lines, an astoundingly insipid narrative and an amateur mix of mumbo jumbo with magic tropes. Looking at the pedigree of the actors involved, this is a tragic waste of their talent."

Sleep just before 5 a.m.  

[i] Ana's journal. 
[ii] Images by me.

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