My Evolution of Dance

Why do I love dance music? Because you can see an evolution of rhythms and sound patterns, reused, recycled, and repurposed. Old bits become new bits, and the artist marries just enough of the old and the new to skate the line between familiar and new territory. Let's take a look, using pokemon as an example. This is the Oddish.








Many years later, someone loves this track [how could you not honestly] and decides to take it to the next level. It evolves. Gloom.




Then the song gets taken to a new place. A little dirtier, a little meaner. The tune has gone through some stuff, lived some life, and to paraphrase an old roommate "it's seen a lot of shit in it's day." We have arrived at Vileplume.




What made me so inspired as to write this? Why this sweet ass track- it's giving me a little John Secada, a little Soul2Soul. Something in there is familiar, and it's from the 90s. And I love it.

Flowers

Easter lilies- apparently our data manager is the lily queen- she brought these in from her garden and they look fab- the picture doesn't really do them justice

Flowers pt 2

Calla lilies- these have been at my desk for over 2 weeks and haven't really gone bad at all. I -love- this vase for them- I think it really accents the shape of the blossom and I like how the vase displays them

XXXX Just Joined Facebook!

So I have a small love affair with Facebook news feed- it's sort of like a local gossip catchup dinner with mom, fuel for the fires of jealousy and hatred, and the police blotter all wrapped in to one. My only real issue is that some of the shit is really inane, especially this one-

Hank Hill just joined Facebook.

You both went to Indiana. If you know Hank , perhaps you should add Hank as a friend. See more people you may know.

What, are you now my aunts?
Sally: Matt, the grandson of someone I know from the moose just started at IU
Me: Uhh, ok, what's his name
Sally: His name is Earl Grey, and he's majoring in business
Me: well I'm in med school, 6 years older than he is, and the campus has more students than Marion has people. The name doesn't ring a bell.
Sally: Oh I just thought you might know them

Now I do that kind of stupid shit too, but I always preface it with "I realize you probably don't know them but..." which for some reason makes my question less asinine (it doesn't).

My Voice of Hope

Well, the name for the 2008 literary publication of the IU School of Medicine is “Reflections: Voices of Hope in our Community.” We FINALLY had an editorial board meeting about this today and I feel much better- I think I was sitting on more anxiety about this than I realized. Anyway, I am reinvigorated about this project for two main reasons, being-

1) I’m actually being given some creative latitude.

2) One of the main people on my editorial board totes thinks like me- he has an amazing way of disarming people and getting them to accept his point on a level that is not conscious to mere mortals. Even better is he’s usually pushing the same point I am.

3) Ok, there’s three. This is for everyone that’s rolled their eyes or given an “Oh….that” to my Internship. Eat a dick. What amazing thing did YOU do this summer?

Well, even though I am leaving my hot as all get out room on July 19^th I might not be in Bloomington so soon- apparently a girl I work with’s boyfriend’s dad owns a lot of vacant buildings downtown and might let me stay in one (?). This is bizarre because (Yay more lists)

1) I do not know this man or these properties

2) I am actually trying to just get every other day off

3) I could have used this before I payed $600 to sleep in satan’s shoebox on the southside

Behold the power of threes

~Matt

A Plan!

I've come up with a plan to save my sanity!

The place I'm renting in Indy needs to be paid up on the 19th of every month- this is my last month. After next weekend, I will no longer be staying in Indy every week. Furthermore, I am going to talk to my boss(es) about coming in every other day my last 2 weeks because

1) this is my last summer vacation ever and I've spent too much time sitting in an office just to break even financially
2) there is now a 3:1 person to bathroom ratio at this place I'm staying
3) the lack of using air conditioning is fucking ridiculous and I can't take it
4) I'll probably end up saving money this way anyway
5) I can go back to the gym

All of the stuff I'm doing could be done from home and only come in for meetings, but that's another story. There is now a light at the end of the tunnel.

Oh mondays

Feeling a little emotionally labile today. Realizing a lot of it has to do with Indianapolis living situation not really being calm or relaxing, nor do the people I live with turn on the air conditioning ever. Internship is beginning to lack either top-down-do-this-this-and-this structure or known parameters within which I am able to roam. I can either do a bunch of predetermined bullshit within deadlines or work some creative magic but only if I know what my scope and resources are, and especially if it involves getting creative to solve a problem. I know I'm getting paid either way and as long as I do what I'm told and don't flake out a lot I can get a good recommendation out of the program, but I've been doing a decent amount of surviving instead of living recently and I think it's wearing me down. I also have no idea how I ended up the omega intern. Cruel twist of fate- copious amounts of free time on the internet and no macromedia flash player. Argh.

Flash player seriously is the high fructose corn syrup of the internet- it is in shit you wouldn't even believe.

How to cure this whealing ennui? Well I found this book "Drawing with the Right Side of your Brain" or something like that that I had purchased on an impulse over spring break along with a cartooning book (I was on a drawing kick). Hopefully I can do one or two of those a night. I might even upload them to the old blog.

At some point I need to make a medshares update- Sanjay simultaneously influences me to post but also intimidates me.

I wish it were a nicer day out today- I recently discovered Garfield Park, which is kind of on my side of town and offers an opportunity to sit out in a nature slightly less taxidermied than suburbia.