Venus and Jupiter
Hey look! A Chicago dwelling, film-obsessed, book worm who plays the piano named Morgan! She enjoys listening to Mozart’s “Lacrimosa” in a dark room front of a wood burning fire place whilst drinking black coffee…and long walks on the beach.
So the Spirit day theme at Saint Ignatius was “U.S.A.” Instead of wearing red/white/blue like everyone else, I pulled off this little number. Boy, was my Hippie religion teacher proud! I mean, the Native Americans were here first; and they’re endlessly fascinating. Every time I see the “Check Your Ethnicity” box on applications, a little part of me dies because I will never be able to check the Native American box. To all reading this, know that deep deep down, I am part Cherokee.
Sometimes, I feel bad for media-based and biblical antagonists.
I mean, why can’t those greedy whippersnappers just share their Trix with that Bunny?
And Lucky Charms? Excuse me, Greedy Leprechaun, all of those Charms will go straight to your thighs if you don’t share.
And Roadrunner. I’m with the coyote here-that damn bird deserves to be blown to smithereens.
And Joseph…you know, the one with the coat of many colors? He’s never working in the field with his brothers because he’s in his tent, learning, while Mom and Dad weave him colorful garments. Then Joseph’s all like “Hey bros, I had a dream, and I’m pretty positive it means I’m better than you…no hard feelings, though.”
And finally (don’t judge me) the Devil? Formerly known as Lucifer?
- Plays a far superior violin piece = still gives Johnny the fiddle of gold.
- Sees a man starving in the desert = offers him food for 40 days.
- Punishes evil-doers in Hell = “Bad Guy.”
Maybe I’m just too sympathetic.
At St. Ignatius College Prep, taking a picture like this is the biggest form of rebellion. Stick it to the man.
“Why do you wear that stupid bunny suit?”
“Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?”
Donnie Darko (2001)
I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me… but it’s hard to stay mad, when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst… And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life… You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.
American Beauty (1999)
“People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.” _V.
V for Vendetta (2006)
I made the clock that way so that perhaps the boys that we lost in the war might stand and come home again. Home to farm, work, have children. To live long, full lives. Perhaps my own son might come home again.
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (2008)
A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present, and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be.
A Single Man (2009)
