Inside then Outside then North

That's the working title for the short film I'm gonna make in these upcoming weeks.

I just realized that what I wanted to say isn't a complete thought, and so it will have to wait.  Unrelated, my sister called just to talk today which is always nice, and I'm pretty sure I upset her because I brought up lots of un-relatable opinions I have about the institution of family.  But she was a trooper and didn't judge me.  She's a great person.  

I like having friends who are talented poets, because I feel really privileged to read their work, even though the world ought to read them too for art's sake.  Suck that world.  Just kidding thanks for falling leaves, looking good.  

I practically forced Brent into watching "Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog," a movie which I think is awesome (absolutely free on youtube ps).  I would brag about how cool Brent is, but I'll want to do that later when he turns out to have bat wings, which ps is always a sweet discovery, seriously, so any friends out there hiding those leathery appendages, there really is no need.  

Also person who sometimes says things in French, you're really great.  

Also, Micah, where'd you get to be so eloquent?  You don't know?  Stop drooling, it's bad manners.  Seems I've succeeded in mentioning myself in third person again.  

THATS JUST A TASTE.  Literally though, there's more.  

Way to go, Day

Something that I firmly believe will enrich everyone's life and definitely has my own is distinguishing between things that suck and things that are great or good.  This sounds really obvious, but I think it may be too obvious for the world at large.  Case in point, I used to have a friend, and still do know people that just LOVE everyone, and I have a feeling that they have dozens and dozens of best buds.  Is there a problem with that? one asks.  Yes, also get out of my house you burglar.  The one who asked me that was a philosophical intruder.

In The Incredibles, directed by Brad Bird and from Pixar, Syndrome makes the point that when everyone is super, no one will be.  Absolutely.  If one has loads of best friends that all receive that label, than none of them will feel all that special.  Likewise, if every day is great, then great days are kind of whatever (It's okay to have more than one good friend obviously, it's just important that each individual good friend is important to you, if that makes sense).  

The reason I bring this up is I had an awesome day.  It was different from other days.  It made me feel grateful for people that I saw and talked to, there was one person who laughed and smiled in earnest and it made me happy.  I saw Fright Night 3D at the dollar theatre and it was crazy worth it, full of "that's what's up" moments, I watched it with great people.  I came up with an idea for a short film and I'm gonna do it, and I'm excited about it.  It dawned on me that I talked to almost every friend that I care about here at college today, and my roommate is awesome, and WOW WATCH ME GO ON AND ON freaking A sorry, here's a song that was stuck in my head, that I also like:

It becomes apparent that it's hard for me to communicate how my day was good.  So imagine how this next song makes you feel, and maybe that's more correct:


Though both of these songs are maybe not really pro religion, that does not reflect how I feel about my chosen religion, the LDS one, sidenote.  Not that I think the message of these songs are invalid.  Next time, Micah will attempt at not being so longwinded.  

Dream

While talking to some friends after watching Memento, directed by Christopher Nolan (and is his best movie in my opinion, everyone go watch it, it gave Inception a ride to the Bowling Alley where Inception was then stood up on a date.  That's not really fair to Inception but lets just say Memento went home to it's supermodel husband YEAH THATS RIGHT ITS A GIRL.  This metaphor no longer makes sense), I remembered this dream I had.
         In the dream, my life was a video game, the kind where when you select the location you're going to, it's like a map with little dots that delineate levels in the game.  But it was real for me because I was the person.  Anyways the game was pretty dark, and the levels consisted of a creepy forest and other not happy places, and that stuff doesn't really matter because then I got to the end of the game, which took place behind all the other locations I'd been, meaning that I was working forwards in order to go backwards.
      So there's this oddly rectangular grey castle, with a huge balcony like thing near the top.  The castle is lit up with sky lights, and it's apparent to me that there's no one in the castle, save for me and the person I must defeat.  I walk onto the balcony, and he walks onto the opposite end, and we stare at each other.  End of dream.
    So there's no point to that dream except that it's crazy.  And pretty epic.  Be jealous of my unconscious imagination as a seven year old.  Yeah.  But ironically I remember that way more vividly than I do some concrete experiences that I had as a kid.  I'm alright with that.  I'm gonna try and be more concise with these entries.  My goodness.

Great Start

After finding out some pretty disheartening news yesterday, I've realized some rather hilarious things regarding the way people and I react to sadness and such.  I slept through my classes till one, and upon waking up, picked up an orange soda off the ground, drank from it, and promptly dropped it and spilled on the carpet.  Also an owl flew up to the window spouting the word "Loser," but he was long in the O's cause, um, he was an owl.

Formality dictates that when one asks "how are you?" in passing, you respond with "good!" or "good, how are you?"  So when people asked me I either lied or told them the truth, the latter of which just catches people off guard.  It's the funniest when it's someone that you really don't know well.  

"How are you?"

"I've been better."

"Oh."

Hilarioius.  In the future maybe stick with what's up if you don't want to get deep, world.  I'm being rather prickly, in reality people reacted pretty compassionately and so it turns out that some folks are okay, but the idea of that gets me.  

I think I'll probably share music pretty often since I want anyone reading this to feel like this had some substance at least.  So here's a song my friend showed me the other day: 

Listen to the harmonies and also the prettiness.  Both are important aspects of the song.  But seriously so are the lyrics, which I haven't delved into yet but some of the snippets are pretty enticing.  Hooray for songwriting.  

Hello

So I wanted to mention this epiphany that I had today because elsewise (This is not a real word but I just decided it ought to be) I'll forget it and then it will be lost forever and ever.

I think that a true sign of unique attraction is when you like something about someone that is typically ugly or can be seen as an error or faulty, like if someone pulled off a nervous twitch really well, or if they have crooked teeth and it's unnaturally beautiful.  Enough of that.

It snowed today!  I was walking to class and the clouds cut the mountains in half, and just below the line of precipitation there was snowfall on the mountain face.  Amazing.  

I realize now that I've wanted to make a blog for about a week now, therefore I'm brimming with things to say.  Instead of blurting them all out at once, here's a song I'm listening to right now, which also happens to be heartwarming and wonderful:  

They're Australian.  So are a bunch of people.  Go tell everyone.
I'm excited enough about this blog that I might post again today.