My mind is persistently coming up with music videos for songs I am listening to. Sometimes pairing them with TV-shows I've watched. I actually posses quite advanced skills in video and sound editing, but to create one of these fantasies would be a lot of work with not much reward in the end. However my imagination won't quit nagging me about this so I will write them down, who knows, maybe one of these will actually turn into a fun project. Or maybe my imagination will leave these geeky ideas here in this blog post and let me get inspired to make something way more awesome and creative instead.
Scissor Sisters - I Can't Decide (whether you should live or die) would make a perfect soundtrack for a hilarious Dexter mashup video. Lila from season 2 or 3? would fit very in there, but Dexter has a love/hate relationship with most characters on the show including himself.
UPDATE ~ I searched YouTube and it exists. In many variations by different people. On one hand I'm relieved that the tension is released as this baby has been given life already. On the other hand they are all WRONG. In my imagination the scenes change very quickly in pace with the fast music and only the choicest most hilarious scenes are used. The stuff on the internet is too slow and serious. WTF ppl live up to my fantasy or I will have to roll up my sleeves! But who really wants to watch 6 seasons of a show just to pull scenes for a 3-min clip? Oh but to re-watch Dexter may be quite fun. :D
"Friends" by Lighting Love This song is sung by Mamimi from FLCL. My mind will accept no other explanation for the nasal cute voice, especially when you listen to her sad attempts to find her friends. Just throw some sad Mamimi images in there and it'll be PERFECT. I searched YouTube, it doesn't exist. In fact it seems like nobody even knows this song. I hear it all the time because I guess I've trained my Pandora to play cute girly songs.
Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri makes me think of "Howl's Moving Castle" by Diana Wynne Jones. There is a wizard in that book known for stealing hearts, and the main character assumes this is literal. Upon finding herself added to his household staff, her first thought is to go looking for jars where he stores "girls' hearts".
Underground by Voltaire Now this is a man who sings songs mostly about Vampires. Not in an artsy veiled way either. Pretty directly actually. So obviously super easy to turn into a fanvid for any vampire movie. However - this song is actually pretty good by itself and isn't as directly cheesy, also the lyrics are interesting. And still whenever I hear it scenes from Buffy the Vampire Slayer play in my head. Especially since in the song the "main character" *coughVAMPIREcough* seems to be trying to run away from a girl, but is drawn to her at the same time. Oh I could have a field day editing this together from the last 3 seasons of the show. Strangely this idea doesnt seem to have struck anyone else on the internets yet.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Saturday, October 1, 2011
But what did the dolphin think?
...besides So Long and Thanks For All The Fish. Obviously.
All this reminiscing about Hawaii brings to mind the "Incident of the Dolphin's Red Leaf" which I shall now relate to you. Dolphins have this mythological aura about them, like they're these smart, kind, benevolent creatures. Almost godlike, they love us and want to heal our diseases with their magic echo beam. Then there's the people that eat them, and classify them with tuna. What I found out in Hawaii is the obvious - first and foremost they are wild animals, living their own animal life, and not at all the fairy unicorns of the sea that we imagine. Just cause humans love them, and are fascinated by their intelligence and ability to play, doesn't mean the dolphin cares.
When I caught sight of my first dolphin pod on the shores of the Big Island, I eagerly swam out into the Pacific ocean to wave a neighborly Hello to a fellow intelligent mammal. I had a suspicion that they were not going to welcome me like a long-lost relative, but still the absolute lack of acknowledgment surprised me. They are the cats of the sea, they will IGNORE you. And unlike the various cat species, they do not see us as food, or as a provider of food, or comfort, or even a danger, so they have no reason to notice us whatsoever. I had come to terms with this melancholy fact after spending some time trying to keep up with a lazily circling pod.
The dolphins come to hang out at the beach-side, much like people - to get some rest. Their version of sleep is quite different from ours, as they sleep only half a brain at a time, they are always conscious enough to keep swimming and coming up for air. They "sleep" or rather - rest, in groups of about 15, and spend the time communicating between themselves, doing flips and jumps when they surface, and yes, ignoring tourists. Also, their idea of "lazily swimming" translates to a person, wearing a snorkling mask and flippers, swimming very hard to barely keep up. And those few times they actually moved at normal speed - well it looked like underwater lighting. I've seen a big and small dolphin swimming side by side, nuzzling each other as they went. Once I watched a dolphin dragging a leaf on his flipper, and when it floated away at one point, saw him double back to retrieve it. I've seen the rugged leader of the pod, swimming apart from the group, keeping watch over the rest. But despite us sharing a high intelligence and ability to play and care for each other, they kept to themselves.
The most exciting interaction would happen if you're lucky to be swimming right above the pod as they decide to come up for air. It's quite a rush suddenly being surrounded by 15 large agile creatures. As they come up, they do flips and spins above water, and I pretend I'm an Olympic judge, grading their "form". "That's 6 points, I know you can jump higher." "Oooh that was 9 points! An almost perfect spin-flip folks!" "3 points - slapping the surface with your tail is Not what I call showmanship" And so on. Then they sink back down into the blue. Sometimes instead of watching them as they surfaced, I would try to show off myself, hoping to get their attention - you know - a wink, a surprised glance at this strange creature who could move their legs like a mermaid tail - SOMETHING. But instead my underwater acrobatics would leave me breathless, and by the time I was done blowing water out of my snorkel, they would all be too far away to be seen through the underwater blueness.
And so I grew jaded and pessimistic, trying to gently let down the eager tourists who asked me for dolphin info. If I heard someone bragging they had an unspoken bond of friendship with the local dolphin pod, I filed those people with the UFO nuts. I resigned to the idea that the dolphin parade was a show to be observed, not a call for participation. They didn't want me and my brimming love and curiosity. But when I spotted a group of dorsal fins in the water, I would still swim out there, a chance to hang out in the company of a wild dolphin pod is not something you turn down. Although most of the time I felt like a creepy stalker. I imagined the dolphins when they got back to the deep ocean after their nap would have conversations like - "Mommy, why is it when I sleep, I always feel like someone's watching me?" or "I've been having this dream about awkward-looking clumsy creatures. And it's like every f-ing time I try to get some sleep! What the heck?"
One day I swam out there and saw the leaf-game again, a dolphin dragging a long leaf on his flipper. It was from the large tropical plants on the shore - a perfect red color, and the brightest thing in the hazy blue glow. I watched him let go of the leaf, and another dolphin swim up to snag it on its fin. I heard myself giggling through the snorkel tube, wondering how they got ahold of a leaf that bright, and how long it had been getting passed around - did dolphins have a Guiness Book of Records? Longest leaf-game, tallest jump, most fish stunned with sonar? As I was wondering this they started to surface all around me, and I dived deep to meet them halfway. We came up to the surface together - me doing my best imitation of dolphin movements. The one with the leaf came closer and I reached out for him, he slid the leaf off his flipper just out of my reach and was gone. With great excitement I scrambled towards that leaf, thinking - "OMYGOD they're including me in their game!?!" I have to carry that leaf on my arm and then pass it on!!! When you're trying to hurry underwater you feel extremely slow and clumsy, so with dreamlike movements I finally pulled that red leaf toward me, it was like a ribbon floating in space. Then I looked around for my benefactor, but they were ALL gone. For a second I felt guilty for breaking the flow of their game, but then realized that They gave Me a GIFT. I returned to the beach beaming with pride. It was as if a Rockstar had taken off his shirt after a great show, and thrown it right at me. This was the acknowledgement of my existence that I've been waiting for all this time. They couldn't play the game with me, I was much too slow and clumsy, but they had gifted me the leaf. The dolphins had finally taken note of me and judged me by their standards - "She's playful and curious, but not really bright enough to talk to, and a pity about the awkward body structure. Give her a leaf to play with or something"
Unfortunately after bringing that leaf out on land and showing it off to people, it soon dried out and became just another leaf among hundreds. I didn't keep it. But I kept this story, and the conviction that dolphins have a sense of humour.
All this reminiscing about Hawaii brings to mind the "Incident of the Dolphin's Red Leaf" which I shall now relate to you. Dolphins have this mythological aura about them, like they're these smart, kind, benevolent creatures. Almost godlike, they love us and want to heal our diseases with their magic echo beam. Then there's the people that eat them, and classify them with tuna. What I found out in Hawaii is the obvious - first and foremost they are wild animals, living their own animal life, and not at all the fairy unicorns of the sea that we imagine. Just cause humans love them, and are fascinated by their intelligence and ability to play, doesn't mean the dolphin cares.
When I caught sight of my first dolphin pod on the shores of the Big Island, I eagerly swam out into the Pacific ocean to wave a neighborly Hello to a fellow intelligent mammal. I had a suspicion that they were not going to welcome me like a long-lost relative, but still the absolute lack of acknowledgment surprised me. They are the cats of the sea, they will IGNORE you. And unlike the various cat species, they do not see us as food, or as a provider of food, or comfort, or even a danger, so they have no reason to notice us whatsoever. I had come to terms with this melancholy fact after spending some time trying to keep up with a lazily circling pod.
The dolphins come to hang out at the beach-side, much like people - to get some rest. Their version of sleep is quite different from ours, as they sleep only half a brain at a time, they are always conscious enough to keep swimming and coming up for air. They "sleep" or rather - rest, in groups of about 15, and spend the time communicating between themselves, doing flips and jumps when they surface, and yes, ignoring tourists. Also, their idea of "lazily swimming" translates to a person, wearing a snorkling mask and flippers, swimming very hard to barely keep up. And those few times they actually moved at normal speed - well it looked like underwater lighting. I've seen a big and small dolphin swimming side by side, nuzzling each other as they went. Once I watched a dolphin dragging a leaf on his flipper, and when it floated away at one point, saw him double back to retrieve it. I've seen the rugged leader of the pod, swimming apart from the group, keeping watch over the rest. But despite us sharing a high intelligence and ability to play and care for each other, they kept to themselves.
The most exciting interaction would happen if you're lucky to be swimming right above the pod as they decide to come up for air. It's quite a rush suddenly being surrounded by 15 large agile creatures. As they come up, they do flips and spins above water, and I pretend I'm an Olympic judge, grading their "form". "That's 6 points, I know you can jump higher." "Oooh that was 9 points! An almost perfect spin-flip folks!" "3 points - slapping the surface with your tail is Not what I call showmanship" And so on. Then they sink back down into the blue. Sometimes instead of watching them as they surfaced, I would try to show off myself, hoping to get their attention - you know - a wink, a surprised glance at this strange creature who could move their legs like a mermaid tail - SOMETHING. But instead my underwater acrobatics would leave me breathless, and by the time I was done blowing water out of my snorkel, they would all be too far away to be seen through the underwater blueness.
And so I grew jaded and pessimistic, trying to gently let down the eager tourists who asked me for dolphin info. If I heard someone bragging they had an unspoken bond of friendship with the local dolphin pod, I filed those people with the UFO nuts. I resigned to the idea that the dolphin parade was a show to be observed, not a call for participation. They didn't want me and my brimming love and curiosity. But when I spotted a group of dorsal fins in the water, I would still swim out there, a chance to hang out in the company of a wild dolphin pod is not something you turn down. Although most of the time I felt like a creepy stalker. I imagined the dolphins when they got back to the deep ocean after their nap would have conversations like - "Mommy, why is it when I sleep, I always feel like someone's watching me?" or "I've been having this dream about awkward-looking clumsy creatures. And it's like every f-ing time I try to get some sleep! What the heck?"
One day I swam out there and saw the leaf-game again, a dolphin dragging a long leaf on his flipper. It was from the large tropical plants on the shore - a perfect red color, and the brightest thing in the hazy blue glow. I watched him let go of the leaf, and another dolphin swim up to snag it on its fin. I heard myself giggling through the snorkel tube, wondering how they got ahold of a leaf that bright, and how long it had been getting passed around - did dolphins have a Guiness Book of Records? Longest leaf-game, tallest jump, most fish stunned with sonar? As I was wondering this they started to surface all around me, and I dived deep to meet them halfway. We came up to the surface together - me doing my best imitation of dolphin movements. The one with the leaf came closer and I reached out for him, he slid the leaf off his flipper just out of my reach and was gone. With great excitement I scrambled towards that leaf, thinking - "OMYGOD they're including me in their game!?!" I have to carry that leaf on my arm and then pass it on!!! When you're trying to hurry underwater you feel extremely slow and clumsy, so with dreamlike movements I finally pulled that red leaf toward me, it was like a ribbon floating in space. Then I looked around for my benefactor, but they were ALL gone. For a second I felt guilty for breaking the flow of their game, but then realized that They gave Me a GIFT. I returned to the beach beaming with pride. It was as if a Rockstar had taken off his shirt after a great show, and thrown it right at me. This was the acknowledgement of my existence that I've been waiting for all this time. They couldn't play the game with me, I was much too slow and clumsy, but they had gifted me the leaf. The dolphins had finally taken note of me and judged me by their standards - "She's playful and curious, but not really bright enough to talk to, and a pity about the awkward body structure. Give her a leaf to play with or something"
Unfortunately after bringing that leaf out on land and showing it off to people, it soon dried out and became just another leaf among hundreds. I didn't keep it. But I kept this story, and the conviction that dolphins have a sense of humour.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Viki in Hawaii - 24 November 2009
Trip back in time over. After this entry, my journaling turned into photography and is now scattered over the internet and on the warm Hawaiian wind
24 November 2009 @ 10:31 pm
Lava Flow!
It's hard to find a time to write entries when you're dividing up your time between work, food, sleep, beaches, laundry, meditation, marimba classes, and socializing. Now I have to add LAVA to that. Yesterday I woke up at 4 am and went to see the flowing lava. It's a 25 minute drive from Polestar, and then a half-hour hike in the DARK toward the mouth of the INFERNO.
When we were planning this trip, I couldn't understand why you have to go at such an inconvenient time, but now I see that it can be no other way. Official lava vieweing time is 5-8pm, that is sunset time, and that is when there are guards there, and a crowd of tourists. However, in the early morning there is noone to stop you from leaving the "lava viewing parking lot", and walking straight into "Hell - The Disney Ride"
In the dark, with headlamps, we walked right into the flow area, there was a strange warm wind coming from the rocks below us, and it smelled a bit of sulfur. Freshly hardened lava is silver and covered with flaky crunchy crust. ("Fresh Lava" is usually anything less than 20 years, but in this case it's more like months)
While walking, there are cracks and fissures everywhere. In the darkness, you can see glowing red in some of them. Finally we came to a place with a small Lava-Fall (think waterfall) in front of us, and a steaming cliff where lava was colliding with the sea to the side of us. There we sat, ate starfruit, liliko'i (passionfruit), and bananas, and watched the show. Before departing, we left some fruits as offering to the goddess Pele.
On the way back we were treated to an amazing sunrise. We got home just in time for breakfast and the start of the work day - 7am.
See more photos and comments at my Flickr page
where I have a lot more photos now, and will be putting up even more soon, since I've been to a few more beaches over the weekend.
This is Viki, Signing out, till the next time I can get some solid "Computer time".
Current Mood: enthralled
24 November 2009 @ 10:31 pm
Lava Flow!
It's hard to find a time to write entries when you're dividing up your time between work, food, sleep, beaches, laundry, meditation, marimba classes, and socializing. Now I have to add LAVA to that. Yesterday I woke up at 4 am and went to see the flowing lava. It's a 25 minute drive from Polestar, and then a half-hour hike in the DARK toward the mouth of the INFERNO.
When we were planning this trip, I couldn't understand why you have to go at such an inconvenient time, but now I see that it can be no other way. Official lava vieweing time is 5-8pm, that is sunset time, and that is when there are guards there, and a crowd of tourists. However, in the early morning there is noone to stop you from leaving the "lava viewing parking lot", and walking straight into "Hell - The Disney Ride"
In the dark, with headlamps, we walked right into the flow area, there was a strange warm wind coming from the rocks below us, and it smelled a bit of sulfur. Freshly hardened lava is silver and covered with flaky crunchy crust. ("Fresh Lava" is usually anything less than 20 years, but in this case it's more like months)
While walking, there are cracks and fissures everywhere. In the darkness, you can see glowing red in some of them. Finally we came to a place with a small Lava-Fall (think waterfall) in front of us, and a steaming cliff where lava was colliding with the sea to the side of us. There we sat, ate starfruit, liliko'i (passionfruit), and bananas, and watched the show. Before departing, we left some fruits as offering to the goddess Pele.
On the way back we were treated to an amazing sunrise. We got home just in time for breakfast and the start of the work day - 7am.
See more photos and comments at my Flickr page
where I have a lot more photos now, and will be putting up even more soon, since I've been to a few more beaches over the weekend.
This is Viki, Signing out, till the next time I can get some solid "Computer time".
Current Mood: enthralled
Viki in Hawaii - 08 November 2009
I'm gonna take a trip back in time here. Since there's only two entries in my Hawaii journal, it won't be a long one.
08 November 2009 @ 07:42 pm
Viki in Hawaii
So I’m in Hawaii, I’ve been here a few days. I’ve already been to two different beaches, a small-town street party, and there are plans for a sleepover trip to the ominous - sounding “otherside” next weekend. That would be the other side of the Big Island where I live now, Polestar has a house there. I’m very glad that Hawaii turned out not to be a mythical land, but a real place where people live, and very well too.
Where I’m at is a beautiful place/community – “Polestar”, owned by Anne and Michael Gornik. They have created an amazing place to live, and surrounded themselves with skilled people. The people who stay here all have their own arrangements. Some people have jobs outside and also work on the farm, like Dominique, who teaches Polynesian History in a charter High School in Hilo, or Maryanna who is a midwife, and holds counseling sessions with her clients. My “arrangement” here is what visitors usually do – 5 hours of work a day, 8-12am, and 2-3pm. You can do more or less as long as it comes to 20 by week-end. So far this work has been weeding and planting, but I’m sure it will get more interesting once everything is weeded and I become more familiar with the place. There seems to be a lot of free time, but in reality it is mostly taken up by things I suddenly find interesting, like talking to people, helping cook unbelievably delicious vegetarian meals, and enjoying the ping-pong, volleyball or impromptu musical concerts that happen during free time. Everyone here is more than glad to draw you into whatever fun activity they’re doing. There’s a ukulele jam- session going on as I type this.
I brought a snorkeling mask with me to the beach on Saturday, from my last beach visit I realized that you need it to enjoy the view. Seeing only the half of the view above the water means missing out on a lot. So I spent most of my swimming time face down, staring at coral reefs, neon-colored schools of fish grazing like cows, spiky sea urchin, also of many hues, wedged under the coral. Swimming in the tide pools toward where the waves were breaking against lava ridges, I had to swim against a pretty strong current and at one point was not moving forward despite swimming hard.
There are some photos and videos to illustrate my words, however they are uneven since I was too busy swimming to take photos of the beaches, which I realize is something people may want to see. I’ll try to get them for next week. I am including a recipe for a delicious salad dressing/sauce which I put on all of my food the first few days. When it ran out I asked if there’s going to be more, and got the recipe instead. I’ve made a bottle and am very happy with it. I know the ingredients aren’t exactly hanging out on your kitchen shelf, but It’s so worth it to get them.
Recipe for Vitality dressing:
2 cups oil (sesame or olive, or your favorite)
¾ cup Bragg (Liquid Aminos, all purpose seasoning)
1 teaspoon coriander
1 teaspoon ginger
1 teaspoon cumin
1 teaspoon basil
1 teaspoon dill
2 teaspoon onion powder
1 teaspoon garlic powder
1 Tablespoon mustard (powder or paste is ok)
Lemon juice (1 lemon)
Current Location: Hilo, Big Island, Hawaii
Current Mood: grateful
08 November 2009 @ 07:42 pm
Viki in Hawaii
So I’m in Hawaii, I’ve been here a few days. I’ve already been to two different beaches, a small-town street party, and there are plans for a sleepover trip to the ominous - sounding “otherside” next weekend. That would be the other side of the Big Island where I live now, Polestar has a house there. I’m very glad that Hawaii turned out not to be a mythical land, but a real place where people live, and very well too.
Where I’m at is a beautiful place/community – “Polestar”, owned by Anne and Michael Gornik. They have created an amazing place to live, and surrounded themselves with skilled people. The people who stay here all have their own arrangements. Some people have jobs outside and also work on the farm, like Dominique, who teaches Polynesian History in a charter High School in Hilo, or Maryanna who is a midwife, and holds counseling sessions with her clients. My “arrangement” here is what visitors usually do – 5 hours of work a day, 8-12am, and 2-3pm. You can do more or less as long as it comes to 20 by week-end. So far this work has been weeding and planting, but I’m sure it will get more interesting once everything is weeded and I become more familiar with the place. There seems to be a lot of free time, but in reality it is mostly taken up by things I suddenly find interesting, like talking to people, helping cook unbelievably delicious vegetarian meals, and enjoying the ping-pong, volleyball or impromptu musical concerts that happen during free time. Everyone here is more than glad to draw you into whatever fun activity they’re doing. There’s a ukulele jam- session going on as I type this.
I brought a snorkeling mask with me to the beach on Saturday, from my last beach visit I realized that you need it to enjoy the view. Seeing only the half of the view above the water means missing out on a lot. So I spent most of my swimming time face down, staring at coral reefs, neon-colored schools of fish grazing like cows, spiky sea urchin, also of many hues, wedged under the coral. Swimming in the tide pools toward where the waves were breaking against lava ridges, I had to swim against a pretty strong current and at one point was not moving forward despite swimming hard.
There are some photos and videos to illustrate my words, however they are uneven since I was too busy swimming to take photos of the beaches, which I realize is something people may want to see. I’ll try to get them for next week. I am including a recipe for a delicious salad dressing/sauce which I put on all of my food the first few days. When it ran out I asked if there’s going to be more, and got the recipe instead. I’ve made a bottle and am very happy with it. I know the ingredients aren’t exactly hanging out on your kitchen shelf, but It’s so worth it to get them.
Recipe for Vitality dressing:
2 cups oil (sesame or olive, or your favorite)
¾ cup Bragg (Liquid Aminos, all purpose seasoning)
1 teaspoon coriander
1 teaspoon ginger
1 teaspoon cumin
1 teaspoon basil
1 teaspoon dill
2 teaspoon onion powder
1 teaspoon garlic powder
1 Tablespoon mustard (powder or paste is ok)
Lemon juice (1 lemon)
Current Location: Hilo, Big Island, Hawaii
Current Mood: grateful
I need to write stuff down
I need to write things down, but not in secret. But not so public that everyone sees it all the time updated on their daily feeds and emails. And not something I will lose track of and forget it exists like the Livejournal that I apparently run.
This little tidbit kept me up so long the other night that I was forced to type it up on my phone before it let me go to sleep:
I just hit the Preview button. Oh god, the starter Theme has pink hummingbirds. That will need to be fixed. Yes, lavender hummingbirds will be much better.
This little tidbit kept me up so long the other night that I was forced to type it up on my phone before it let me go to sleep:
building elegant castles of thought in my mind but unshared they crumble to dust within hours
September 20 at 11:09pm
Simon Lvov - May be you should start writing a book? :)So to that end I created a Goggle+ account (Im not sure why, it's not a journal. I got distracted, as I often let myself do) and then this blog. Hopefully it will be connected to my gmail, and all the other goodies Google so graciously bestows upon us, while proclaiming "don't be evil" but at the same time bringing us ever closer to "The Matrix". I, for one, welcome our digital overlords. Why only today I tried to take something out of my bag, and ended up tangled in earphone and phone charger wires, nearly tripping me like trussed-up prey. And that mental image did not lead me to smash all electronics around me to pieces and burn them, but rather smile fondly at the constricting wires.
I just hit the Preview button. Oh god, the starter Theme has pink hummingbirds. That will need to be fixed. Yes, lavender hummingbirds will be much better.
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