Saturday II · 17 February 2007

Saturday morning again. What amuses me today is all a little random, but I figure the “yoga and social theory” designation can be expanded and contracted as needed. 

Similar to the diaphragm. Peter Rangar recommends breathing. Not only is the connector of mind and body, he says, but practiced deeply and consciously it’ll make you hyper-perceptive. Not that yoga bestows strange powers. Nobody’s saying that. 

The film Suenos Binacionales took Audience Favorite at the All Roads Film Festival. It’s by Yolanda Cruz (with whom I was detained and interrogated near the Mexico border in 2004 by officers of Immigration and Customs Enforcement) and Jerome Manet (with whom I am detained and subjected to self-interrogation in Virabhadrasana II on Saturday afternoons by Annie Carpenter). They are beautiful humans and what they do is world-changingly brilliant.  

Control-Alt-Delete? Liverpool art professor Jonathan Harris talks about curating digital globalization, and the limitations of cyberconnectivity to open up the rarefied worlds of “academia” and “art.”   

M is starting to feel that Team in Training (help) could be more awesome. He’s planning to train a new breed of free runners, so get ready. Seriously, though, these people are masters of the urban environment. I’m in awe.

Museum of Lost Interactions. This is about the sociology of design. It is a little random. Go here if your name is Alex or RJ.

A nice, funny review of Murakami’s new novel, along with the suggestion that his characters are global regulars, thus they love him both in Seoul and in Sighet. “Just like the odd events that overtake Murakami's lukewarm heroes, globalization is a process that is, by virtue of its ubiquitous complexity, at once mysterious and banal.” 

Me to J (after a graphic reminiscence of late night “bacon

    cheese fries” at Shari’s):

How was that ok with your 20- year-old ethics?

J: Give me a break. I didn’t have food ethics.

Me: How was it ok with your 20-year-old aesthetics?

J: Pulp fiction! John Travolta! Hamburgers! It was cool!

 

You know who you are. “Food adulteration” historian Bee Wilson knows too. She reviews the Encyclopedia of Junk Food and Fast Food.

 

Tiny House slide show. Simple as cool.

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  1. Yes, Cheese Fries! I remember those late-night escapes in high school to Sharis, the only place that was “all-ages” for us youngsters. No bacon though, since I became a veggie at the tender age of 15 in 1995. Weird, eh?

    That Museum of Lost Interactions site is really great. Lovely looking site as well.

    Hey, I almost failed my music essay! It’s the worst mark I’ve ever received in my life. Exciting stuff.

    Posted by: alex · Feb 22, 09:42 PM · #

  2. That’s weird about the fries, since you’re also talking about Portland, Oregon. Everytime I’m there, someone’s eating cheese fries. That and the weather report have me anticipatorily shivery about next week’s trip to the alma mater….

    Posted by: owl · Feb 23, 11:47 PM · #

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