I love baseball. You know, it doesn't have to mean anything. It's just very beautiful to watch.

keep your lovin' brother happy

Harmonica: And Frank?
Snaky: Frank sent us.
Harmonica: Did you bring a horse for me?
Snaky: Well... looks like we're...looks like we're shy one horse.
Harmonica: You brought two too many.

the family that sings together

Last night I watched MEET ME IN ST. LOUIS at the Dryden. A beautiful scene is when the father first tells his family that they are moving to NYC. Everyone freaks out. There's lots of yelling and eventually everyone run out of the room crying and sulking. Only the mother stays and tells her husband that they will do whatever he thinks is best and then she starts to play "You and I" on the piano. He says "It's nice to hear you playing again," insinuating that she hasn't played in awhile. He starts singing with her and slowly the four daughters and grandfather come down the stairs and sit in the living room. No words are exchanged and yet everyone is happy again. The mother and father singing brings them together. You get a really strong sense of the family bond and it's quite nice.

This morning Vanessa prepared a delicious breakfast of eggs, mushrooms, spinach, veggie sausage, toast and my favorite breakfast drink: water with apple cider vinegar. I love the combo of vinegar and salty eggs. Now we are listening to Christmas songs on the radio and Vanessa is finishing up some Christmas presents and I am exporting a new music video for Pepi Ginsberg. We shot the video last August when we were bro-hanging in the mountains of Highlands, NC. The song is "Lost River" and appears on her wonderful new album "East is East" which will be coming out soon on Park the Van records. If you're a fan of good tunes you will dig it!

the king of pandora

I saw AVATAR last night. You know that feeling you get when you're in a movie theater and you're seeing something new and your mind is being blown left and right and it feels so real and you're just sitting there in your seat with a big fat smile on your face and you're hoping the film will never end? Like when you saw JURASSIC PARK and LORD OF THE RINGS for the first time and then you left the theater and you ran into the woods laughing, looking for dinosaurs and hobbits and even though you didn't see any you could hear them and you knew they were out there because you had just seen them on the screen and everything felt a little more magical? Well AVATAR is kind of like that. I didn't even mind the cheesy dialogue and simple story because I was so engrossed with the visuals. I would say it's the most fully realized alien world ever put on film and the true star of the movie. The whole thing is a big fat beautiful blue and green lucid dream straight from James Cameron's brain.

the hell of your mind

I saw ANTICHRIST last night. Whoa momma! It was a disturbing film with lots of beautiful and horrific moments. During the most intense scene a dude in the row behind me began to have some kind of seizure. It looked like he was snoring with his eyes open and his head was rolling all around. His friend was frantically shaking him and yelling for someone to call 911. So I called 911 while on the movie screen Charlotte Gainsbourg was bashing Willem Dafoe's penis with a rock and drilling through his leg. The dude came to after a minute and was totally fine but decided to skip the rest of the film. Did the intensity of the scene bring about his freakout? Was it a coincidence? Or perhaps just another reminder from Lars von Trier that chaos reigns.