Primero:: the surfing rampage is over, so don't ask. Poseidon has seen fit to banish me to a a topology of infinite dissatisfaction. --If I were only closer to Haptron.
Segundo:: I caught The Dark Knight Tuesday night with Conor, Ashley and 5 other people. The movie was insane. Go see it. Wear two pairs of underwear.
Tercero: On the topic of psychological mind-f***ing. I finally finished House of Leaves... the book was good, but very intense and dense for my slow mind. Imagine reading three books at once and being expected to link subtleties between them all in some sort of big conspiracy, except there really is no conspiracy, it's all just a big, beautiful, self-recursive metaphor. I would love to start describing the premise of the book, but even that would take about 2038974 pages, so I'll just quit while I'm ahead.
Que mas?
Ashley has been enjoying working at the summer day-camp. She gets to be creative and teach kids dance routines. They put on shows, and in the time between it all, she swims like crazy. I actually just wrote about this in an email to a friend:
"...Work is kicking along well. I've started rewriting our HCS analysis software (CellProfiler Analyst) in Python. This language is AMAZING. It's everything I've ever wanted in a programming language. Never again will I code in Java -- BLEH! Of course, maintenance of our old code is already making a liar out of me. Whatever, work is going really well... and yet not perfectly. It's funny, because this job is almost the perfect fit for me. I get pounds of coding experience; am surrounded by brilliant people; have many opportunities to learn about the state of the art in biotech; get flexible hours and vacation time. Still, there's a very elemental part of me that resents being cooped up in an office 8 hours a day, 5 days a week while Ashley is swimming every day in the sun while teaching kids to dance at a summer camp. Maybe it's the artist in me that feels like he is being neglected. I'm almost certain of it. I told Ashley about this and she says she's sure she'll see me go back into graphic design in the long run, but I don't know if that's what I want either... For some reason, I feel like you probably get the same essential feeling -- that you always have to be moving and changing, because as soon as you sit still, then the grass is suddenly greener on the other side."Writing about this stuff at least seems to help me get a perspective on it all. Now that I've finished House of Leaves, maybe I should get back into drawing on the train. For some reason or another that made me feel ridiculously happy. Whatever it is, I've got to find the holes and fill them, because there's seriously no excuse for even slight discontent with my current situation.
Al Final: I took some photos recently and felt completely inept. I keep up with photography, even if my camera does need a serious overhaul. I miss art.
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