You are viewing fishnet_hamster

Apr. 19th, 2013

dah
I'm genuinely amazed that this LJ hasn't been purged. Wow.

I'll touch base with you all later. But sooner than much later.

*hugs you all like you long-missed friends that you are*

Jun. 19th, 2012

dah
Wahey, my account hasn't been purged. This is a surprise.

I have been eaten by the Tumblr monster, children. Sorry for my absence.

Whoa, i love how familiar it feels to be typing here. Like a digital homecoming. Heh.

How have y'all been?
hip
I just searched for things I saw in my dream last night. Well, some of these are recurring symbols.

Green
Green signifies a positive change, good health, growth, fertility, healing, hope, vigor, vitality, peace, and serenity. The appearance of the color may also be a way of telling you to "go ahead". Alternatively, green is a metaphor for a lack of experience in some task.

To "be green" means that you are environmentally conscious. Green is also symbolic of your strive to gain recognition and establish your independence. Money, wealth and jealousy are often associated with this color.

Dark green indicates materialism, cheating, deceit, and/or difficulties with sharing. You need to balance your masculine and feminine attributes.

Grass
To see green grass in your dream suggests that there is a part of yourself that you can always rely on. The dream is also symbolic of natural protection. Also consider the phrase "the grass is always greener on the other side." Do you always compare yourself with others and look at what other people have?

To dream that you are planting grass indicates that your hard work and efforts will pay off in the end.

Plants
To see plants in your dream indicate fertility, spiritual development, potential, and growth. Alternatively, the appearance of plants in your dream reflect your caring and loving nature.If you are estranged from your children, then the plants can be seen as representative for your children.

In particular, to see indoor plants in your dream suggest that your growth is being hindered or slowed in some way. You are experiencing a lack of independence. Alternatively, the dream signifies your desire to be closer to nature.

To see droopy, withered or dead plants in your dream suggest that you are at a standstill in your life. You are lacking initiative.

Nuts
To see nuts in your dream represent craziness or confusion. It may also refer to someone who is "nuts" or someone who is driving you crazy. Alternatively, the dream is telling you that you are approaching a waking situation all wrong and need to look at it from a different perspective. Also consider nuts as a pun on "testicles" and thus allude to some sexual innuendo.

To dream that you are eating nuts signify prosperity and attainment of your desires. You are trying to get to the core of a matter or situation.


Sun
To see the sun in your dream symbolizes peace of mind, enlightenment, tranquility, fortune, goodwill, and insight. It also represents radiant energy and divine power. Generally, the sun is a good omen, especially if the sun is shining in your dream. The sun may also be a metaphor for your "son".

To dream that the sun has a creepy, harsh glare represents a significant disruption or serious problem in your life. The sun is considered a life-giver and thus, any abnormalities and peculiarities to the sun's appearance represents some sort of pain or chaos occurring in your waking life.

Sunshine
To dream of sunshine indicates that you are experiencing some sort of emotional or situational breakthrough. The dream is offering you reassurance that you are headed on the right track.

Hm. Overall, very encouraging symbols.

Tags:

Jan. 31st, 2012

dah
Tumblr is down like whoa. I guess I'll go to bed early for a change.

Man, does my ear hurt! Like there's a marble in it or something. Waaah.

Yep.

A brush with early entrepreneurship

dah
Yesterday I was going for a walk. I was a few blocks away from my house when I see this kid waving to get my attention. So I took my headphones just in time to hear him say "...buy this rock?"
I was confused. "Buy a rock?"
"Yeah! Wanna buy this rock? I painted it and everything!"
He was waving a rather large rock over his head that was shaped almost just like the state of Vermont. He had chosen to paint it yellow.
I had no cash on me, and I really had no interest in buying a rock (although Lord knows what I would've done if I had cash on me. I probably would've ended up with a yellow rock.), so I told him I already had enough rocks at home, and that I was sure he'd find someone else.
He looked sad for a moment, but then said "Okay". I hope he found someone to buy that rock, like his mom or something. It was weird, but really cute. Kids in Wolcott are like that. Weird, but they mean well.

In other news, the video rental place a few blocks from me announced they were closing the other day, and were holding a sale of their entire inventory. I stopped by and ended up getting six movies, some DVDs and a few VHS tapes. It's sad that the place is shutting down. I used to go there a lot before my tastes in film changed and I could never find what I wanted there. It's going to be a bummer not to just walk over to rent a film, watch it, and then return it the next day. Well, here's a list of what I got:
-Billy Elliot
-The Birdcage
-Frost/Nixon
-The King's Speech
-In America
-Goodbye Lenin! (Finding this particular film in this small-town video rental place amuses me. Amid the copies of the Terminator movies, "Dude, Where's My Car?" and all sorts of old mediocre movies, I find one copy of this great German film. Go figure.)

Today I watched my most recent Netflix acquisition, Dog Day Afternoon and WOW WHAT A FILM. Totally wasn't sure about it when it started, but it pulled me and I think I forgot to breathe until the credits started rolling. Good stuff, highly recommended. And the craziest thing? It's based on a true story! This actually happened! A guy ordered a pizza while holding an entire bank staff hostage!

I'm always amused by old movie trailers. Nowadays, you get about 45 seconds of explosions, a list of stars, a catch phrase, and that's the trailer. Back then, you got the entire movie condensed into three minutes. Heh.

Aiiiiight. That's all for now. You caught me in a chatty mood.

Sep. 2nd, 2011

dah
I love when music gets me energized and in a different emotional state then when I started. I've been listening to loud punk music all night and now I want to mosh and punch everything. RAWR!

Autumn is sneaking up on Upstate NY. that means hot apple cider, pretty leaves, pumpkins and Halloween. Yay!

Um, that's all for now I guess. Until next time, cheers.

Pink Floyd:1---Fish:0

dah
I stumbled upon this last night and felt like sharing it, because holy crap.

Found it here:http://www.brain-damage.co.uk/live-at-pompeii/in-depth-analysis-part-two.html

The Crystal Palace Garden Party gig has a somewhat tragic anecdote. There in the standing pool of murky water were inumerable and quite happy schools of generally healthy fish, swimming their tranquil little lives away in perfect solitude. Now if you are the least bit upset by the mention of dead fish, turn away now. With that warning, the wrath of death has so far overlooked Pink Floyd concerts, save for a few hundred or so not so lucky cold-blooded aquatic vertebrates at Crystal Palace. For the concert, special amplification and speaker systems were constructed by Charlie Watkins of WEM PA, the venerable British electronics firm, who also designed the enormous sound system so prominently seen in Live At Pompeii. The concert was indeed splendid, everyone enjoyed themselves, and the sound was overwhelmingly perfect. Only one very smelly problem surfaced as Charlie described: "Due to the reflective surface of the pond in front of the stage, there was a great gain in sound velocity." As a result, the Floyd's fearsome arsenal of sound equipment pummeled the pond's inhabitants delicate nervous systems with such insurmountable and persistent blows, that the fish succumbed to the sonic assault by going into a permanent state of psychedelic trauma. For the next morning, several hundred not-so-fresh fish were found floating motionless on the pond's otherwise inviting surface. Moreover, the Floyd were presented a bill for the dead fish.

HOLY BEES, HOW DO YOU DO THAT? THAT IS MIND-BOGGLING. Those poor little fishies! They're just chilling out, swimming around when all of a sudden OMGWTF MY ENTIRE WORLD IS VIBRATING IS THIS AN EARTHQUAKE?

To make matters worse, according to another site I found, that wasn't the only thing going against the fishies that night. The band had a giant inflatable octopus in the pond that their stage crew inflated halfway through a song, accompanied by smoke flares. Smoke+fish=bad. So whatever fish weren't pummeled to death by the vibrations of music were suffocated by smoke.


(The inflatable octopus and smoke flares in question. Man, that hardly even looks like an octopus to me, at least from that angle.)

Pink Floyd were definitely one of the greatest bands to ever exist, but they obviously weren't the most eco-friendly band out there.
dah
This morning I woke up to an email that said one of my favorite bands of all time (Silverchair) is on indefinite hiatus, or as they called it, "hibernation". I did not know these guys were secretly bears.

Man, that put such a damper on my day, and it probably will for the rest of the week. Does anyone else get really weird when something like a beloved band breaks up? I don't mean someone dies, I mean when people say "We don't want to make music with each other anymore". It's just weird, especially when you're a fan. All you want is more of what these artists are giving you, but they're people too, and they don't exist just for their fans. It's kinda hard to accept that sometimes.

And it's harder when that particular band played such a huge role in your life, like Silverchair did in mine. I discovered Silverchair when I was like, fifteen, and I've considered them one of the most brilliant and under-appreciated bands ever since. To see how they evolved from their first album (that they recorded when they were fifteen, mind you) to their most recent work is mind-boggling. The way Daniel Johns turned his battles with depression and anorexia into some of the most beautiful and profound music I've ever heard, when he was only nineteen or twenty, is incredible. And just...they had a song for so many emotions that I had when I was a teenager, and emotions that I have now. And Daniel Johns' songwriting was so incredibly brilliant and clever, even when he isn't trying to break your heart and, and, and....WAAAAAH JUST NOOOOO.

I think what adds to the suckiness of this news is the fact that my ultimate favorite band, Sigur Ros, is also on an indefinite hiatus. The phrase "indefinite hiatus" is so scary in the music world, because it so often means "We just don't want to say we broke up." But for Sigur Ros, I'm still holding out for new music and tours. I dunno, they just seem too tight of a group to all of a sudden never want to work with each other again. I WANT TO BELIEVE.

Why are all of my modern bands on hiatus/broken up/ just not recording for some reason? No wonder I listen to so much classic rock. It's way easier to deal with bands that broke up a decade before I was born.

WAAAAAH.

The fact that I've been listening to this particular song on a loop probably doesn't help things, BUT I DON'T CARE IT'S WHAT I NEED RIGHT NOW.

THE WINNERS OF THE PRETTY MEME ARE...

dah
*drumroll*

SYD BARRETT AND JOSEPHINE BAKER!!!

HUZZAH!

(This video not only has Syd, but it has Roger Waters being a complete and total dork. I love it.)


Josephine Baker and her Danse Sauvage, also known as the "Banana Dance".


Yay! Now I can get back to posting irl rambles and whatnot. This was an interesting meme, you guys should try it.

THE FINAL TWO!

dah
My entire life hurts right now. I went running for about an hour around the neighborhood instead of the treadmill at the ol' gym, and I forgot how much that takes out of you. Terrain changes are a lot different from flat treadmills. It's actually kinda hard to type right now, because so many muscles hurt.

Anywho, tonight we eliminate the wonderful musician Patrick Wolf and the also wonderful musician, model and rock n' roll muse, Marsha Hunt. *sniff*

So now we're down to two guys and two girls. Who will be voted the most attractive man and woman of fishnet_hamster personal top ten? It's time to find out!

Ooooh, the drama!Collapse )

OOOOOOOW MY MOST-OF-ME.

Profile

dah
fishnet_hamster
Fueled by granola

Latest Month

April 2013
S M T W T F S
 123456
78910111213
14151617181920
21222324252627
282930    

Tags

Syndicate

RSS Atom
Powered by LiveJournal.com
Designed by chasethestars