The Featured Post Blog

A collection of the featured posts as they appeared on mo'time

by: Yoshick

I've got such a back log of blogging adventures to hit upon, I doubt I'll catch up in time to actually remember all the fun and disasters I've had. It's been an eventful -highly evenful - four weeks. Dear diary, at the beginning, I got a cold from snorkeling in the Atlantic, in the middle I had fairy tale musings (Little Red Riding Hood, no less) and crazy cocktail parties, and at the other end of it, I find myself head-over-heels smitten, weak-kneed and wide-eyed for the most unlikely of characters, for the first time in years.

So I'd better start at the beginning with that whole cold that I still kind of have, just in case this blissful bit at the end falls apart. Then, maybe, by the time I get to that last part, I'll have passed through the mopey period and renewed my Cheetos Martini lease-on-life, and just skip over it like it never happened.

Yes, that sounds healthy and smart. That is exactly what I shall do. So, here goes:
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posted by: howard at 09:51 | link | comments (1) |

by: BanzaiDescent

I wanted to tell you about my dream but this damn horror film is like a vampire sucking my will to live.

I'm doing music and sound design for SQR (code name). It's not a bad film. It's cinematically decent, especially coming from a first-time director. But the genre bores me to tears. Horror is trash. It's high-calorie, oil-based, cancerous junk. Even porn has more social value than horror. At least, porn celebrates Sex. But what does horror celebrate? Fear? No, you find that in suspense films based on the real world like SEVEN or classic Hitchcock. So what exactly does horror celebrate?
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by: Randis

Damn. I look so sharp, but I never have a camera. Oh well. I suck at having my picture taken. It doesn't look hard at all, but apparently there's a knack to it.

So, anyway. I managed it, with a couple of benefactors. I'm going to England in June. I'll have an entire month to bestow on England my own particular brand of awesome.

If I come back at all.

If I survive to get there.
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by: Hoon

Suffice it to say that when Starbucks first came out in the Philippines and the elated mass of laptop- brandishing professional career ants fell on their little knees worshipping it, I was nothing short of nauseous.

I was the eye-rolling, wise-cracking Janeane Garofalo of the corporate world, the anarchist who drew up defenses at anything vaguely resembling a navy blazer. I made it a sinister point early in my college years never to ever in my life concede to the gaping jaws of capitalism, and for 4 years following graduation, I was successful.

I became a beach bum, a night owl, a drifter, a rat—anything except a respectable young woman on her way to a respectable job. I felt that the 10-letter word “employment” was synonymous to death—death to freedom, to rights, to self. Surely anything that held you confined for 8-hours against your will qualified as oppression. Surely a soul would get lost somewhere between the blank white walls, the programmed lunch breaks and the monotonous, ceaseless marching of starchy white shirts. Death and demise, no doubt...
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posted by: howard at 11:09 | link | comments |

by: tickledspirit

Plans have changed. Instead of traveling on wild adventures around the country, I'm having wild adventures right here in central Virginia. Instead of journeying to distant lands, I spent yesterday at the first farmer's market of the season in Charlottesville, selling mushrooms grown by my... ahem... fiance' on "our" farm.

I've been growing and changing in so many ways over the past 2 months. I think I haven't been writing because it's been so overwhelming, and I've just barely been staying on top of my own changes, trying to understand them as it all flies by, grasping onto new understandings and ideas before they've dissolved into NEW understandings and ideas! ...

...I also realized on my meditation course that I didn't actually want to travel alone for the next several months. I wanted to start building my life in partnership with this man I'm in love with. Before I left on my travels, we both acknowledged our desire and intention to be partners for life. At some point, he asked me if I thought we'd ever get married. "Sure," I said, and then he asked, "Is that a proposal?" "Sure!" I said, and it was done. We got rings from an antique store and announced it to our parents. Originally, the plan was that we'd start building our life together when I returned. In those 8 days of meditation, that quickly seemed ludicrous! Traveling around the country was an old dream, and not as powerful for me now as it was 4 years ago. What I want now is to start a garden and build a home and partnership so that I have a solid base when school starts in the fall (yes, I got in! With full funding!).
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