So I was reading a BEST OF list regarding tv series finales. Six Feet Under was completely cut from the list. The comments section contained a few ppl wondering about Lost, but everyone else was struck with disbelief that SFU was shunned not just from the list, but from the number one spot.
As someone who seriously cannot express the significant effect that the show(and the finale, for its perfect execution of a story ending) has had on my life, I found it my duty to use a few words to defend my suggestion in the comments section.
A few words turned into a few lines, and hours later I had this(thanks for reading):
"…… Another vote for Six Feet Under. I explained why below, but it’s kind of long. These words have been brewing since I first watched the finale a few years ago, so hold on tight. Lol Why: Never has a show’s finale felt so complete. Using the theme of death AND what comes after(both for the deceased, and the people they leave behind), Six Feet Under used the day to day experiences of a funeral home, and more importantly the family who runs it, as a means of disecting/exploring the complex themes of life, as we/they live them. What is so great about the final episode is the knowledge that it is, in essence, the death of the show itself. This insight enables it to truthly define what the series so successfully tried to explain shows us, Death is not the end result or even something to be feared. It stands as the beginning of a new journey, one not unlike the many we encounters throughout our lives, and should be tackled full-steam ahead and full of passion. wow, that felt good. - mike (i can be found as ‘ctcher’ on twitter, tumblr, and facebook) ……….”
Same day, same routine. Somethimes I think animal collective should be scoring my life live.
Lots of really great work is coming from the new sketchbook. People who see me regularly know this already, but I haven’t posted any images to the site, so I guess they aren’t real.
Looking at jobs working for mobile companies. I think it makes sense given my interest in the subject of all things tech. It would eleviate my bad back problem obviously, and even hook me up with a cheapo plan.
Speaking of tech, my phone is a constant deliver-er(wow!) of joy to my life. I can feel the strain of the hardware sometimes, but overall, I’m never short of amazed how well this OS feels. I keep hoping I will be aligned with life enough to pick up a pre3 at around launch time. The Veer is coming out in just under two weeks, but I can’t be sure if a phone that small has any place in my life.
Feeling a little left out recently, but that’s got to be some form of self inflicted anxiety.
I don’t really know what this blog is for…
Maybe a trip to the cottage for a week and real work in mind. Bring huge pieces of paper, markers, sketchbooks, comp, scanners, everything. Pack up, and just go build and create my life. My childhood best friend is coming home from Swiss-er-land and he’s in the process of rebranding himself for his return. I’m always tryin to do the same, and I think its about time I pull up my socks and take charge of organizing my online presence.
I killed my facebook. Partially due to the previous mention of rebranding, but mostly due to my lack of interest in displaying my life as some kind of preformance.
Writing has never been easy for me, yet neither has speaking. How does one communicate when you can’t do it normally. My art is maybe that attempt.
Worked on resume. Resumes are so hard. Finding a balance between yourself and other’s expectations… Hrrrmmm.
The choices I’ve made recently are obviously taking over that spot in my body where my soul used to rest. It acts as a fuel for the rest of my actions. I’ve ruined whole chunks of myself, my family, and my fishbowl… The only way to ever fix them is to prove to myself that I can be all the things I want.
I heard today that humans love nature. This connection to other forms of life, especially plants, is one of the quickest ways to relieve stress and help to easy the load on your “pre frontal lobe”. What is the pre frontal lobe? It’s in essence, the RAM of the computer known as your brain. It’s what seems to be malfunctioning in my own head(the cause of my ADD) and I continue to be compelled to move into the wilderness, or at very least, my cottage…(wow, I’m obviously survivour man!).
Unlikely that updates like this will be frequent, but here is me crossing my fingers…