Saturday, May 04, 2002

Everything but the clothes and books I need for the next two weeks have been sent home. My room is all sad and bleak. Bleh.

Amanda Hope -- 4:46 AM (linkme)

You know, it's wonderful to go to a concert that you really enjoy, but it's even better when the band comes back and you have really high expectations and you're still not disappointed. Dufus was here today, and I was wondering whether I'd like them as much this time as before, and if perhaps last time my enjoyment stemmed more from just happiness at being at Colgate, and whether I'd like the live performance less after getting used to hearing the regular versions of their songs more often. But tonight I got to remember really how much of a visual show Dufus is, and how even though the music stands on its own, the experience isn't complete until they're standing in front of you in all their various weirdness. The way they're all dressed, from Quankmeyer with his bizarre pants with a tail, to the mad scientist type guy in his lab coat thing. The way there's a certain balance to the positions of all the people crammed onto the stage. The way their interludes of strange sounds seem both spontaneous and practiced at once. It's just so neat. When they played The Underwear Song I went into some weird content nirvana for the vast majority of it. Everything they did drew me in, except perhaps towards the end of their excessively long funny-sounds break. Happy happy happy. And they were selling cd's and pins and giving out stickers, and I got their last two albums together for $15. I can't wait to listen to them. Dufus has really become one of my very favorite bands.

Amanda Hope -- 4:43 AM (linkme)

Monday, April 29, 2002

It's the last week of classes and all of a sudden I'm realizing that I'm a quarter of the way through my Colgate existence. This is crazy. I'm starting to think that the older you get, the smaller a percentage of your life each day is, so after a while you can't make sense of just a day, but instead you have to look at weeks and months and even years, and things happen in larger and larger chunks at a time, until your entire life is just spinning by and you're just grabbing at pieces of it here and there to try to make it slow down. Time keeps clicking by and it's harder and harder to see the little things but I just keep trying. It makes me dizzy. It scares me, this speed.

Amanda Hope -- 11:30 AM (linkme)

Why does it have to snow now? Winter had its chance, and it failed. It's springtime already. Sheesh.

If it's still trying to snow in May I'm going to be really peeved. This is absurd enough as it is.

Amanda Hope -- 11:22 AM (linkme)

Sunday, April 28, 2002

I'm not going to try to write it, because Marty said it already, better than I ever could.

Amanda Hope -- 11:51 PM (linkme)

Mrf. I can't seem to focus on this essay as a cohesive whole, only as a series of separate sections. This won't end well. Bleh.

Amanda Hope -- 5:09 PM (linkme)

stop. rewind.

... but what would I do differently?

Amanda Hope -- 5:04 PM (linkme)