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This weekend Brandon Mathis and I spent a total of 24 hours in Oklahoma and they were some of my more productive ones. I was dominated by a 9 year in Super Smash Brothers Brawl, enjoyed some delicious sleep, and ventured into the Oklahoma City Museum of Art. They had a spectacular exhibit of Roman art from the Louvre. They didn’t allow photos of the Rome exhibit, but I was able to get some photos of the permanent displays on the 3rd floor.
Herbert Bayer - Linear Structure
John Cage - Not Wanting to Say Anything About Marcel
side view
Dale Chihuly
Dale Chihuly
Dale Chihuly
I’m sorry I don’t have all of the artists and titles, but the photos of the info on some were unreadable.
This is a poster that I’m working on. It’s final size will be ruffly 24″X18″. let me know what you think about it, I’m open to suggestions. I’m not totally in love with it but it is beginning to grow on me. 
A big shout out to Garret Peters for getting to see this movie ahead of time. Last night 8 of us had the privilege to see a prescreening of Step Brothers, and I will say if I had the money I would see it again. Step Brothers is hilarious. I personally thought that semi-pro had redeemed Will Ferrell, but this movie took it to the next level. With that said, I realize I don’t have a universal humor and remember that this movie carries an R rating. Part of me wishes I could say this movie is an insightful look at the disfunction of americas family life, but I can only say you will laugh until it hurts. If you don’t find excessive and unnecessary use of profanity shocking and hilarious then I don’t know that you will find this as awesome as I did. If your looking for and irreverent journey into randomosity this weekend, this movie will not be a waste.
I think Arby’s is making a new last ditch effort to sit atop the throne of fast food glory.
I think its box office numbers and rottentomatoe’s rating speak for themselves. Just go see it, if you haven’t already.
photo from my friend Ty Carlson
Recently I watched another Morgan Spurlock work. It was called Confessions of a Superhero. This documentary has to have been one of the best documentaries I think I have ever seen. I’m going to warn you unless you into documentaries or are in the mood to explore your humanity I don’t recommend you watch this.
When the movie started, I was hoping for something far more halarious. Something along the line of cops, ridiculous white trash, some dude that is so intoxicated his already slurred speech becomes its own swedish dialect. Now that we have established my love for humanity, what I saw was something so pure, I wanted fluffy pancakes to drizzle it over. The stories that these people told were so authentic, the purity of their emotion was something that broke through my cynicism. As I watched these people tell their stories, I thought to myself how refreshing it would be to hear someone whose story was as unrehearsed.
I left my friends house and started the trip back to Weatherford from Thomas, and before I even made it to the highway a man runs into the middle of the road. Coincidentally enough he needed a ride to the police station or Weatherford. He assured me he didn’t have a knife and had no mal intent, I asked him what made him so sure I didn’t have a knife. Since I’m already on my way there I offer him a ride. He rambled on and on repeating how he had just said a pray and how he was just trying to get back on his feet. I did my best to not say much and just listen. I don’t know wether it was the excessive use of the phrase, “my baby’s momma,” or that his story sounded rehearsed, but I was very unmoved by his plight.
After about 10 minutes of driving and him being done with his life story there was a moment of silence. From that point out conversation digressed to chicken flavored crackers and Ramen noodles. What happened in that small moment? Was I supposed to say something profound? Was it my job to facilistate a religious experience? Or, did I let things play out the way they should? It is a thought that has plagued me for a couple days. I don’t feel I was really capable of doing things differently, nor do I feel I would have changed things. I guess I will continue you to seek wisdom in the wrinkles of Nick Nolte’s face
The time has come. I’m apologize to those of you who didn’t get one last look.
I’m moving into my new place and I’m cutting the fat. All of these DVDs need to go I’m selling them for 2$ a piece the box sets are going for 10$. If you see anything you want email me at sawatzkyaj@gmail.com if you have questions about a movie check out rotten tomatoes or imdb
Let me preface this with, I love the director Guillermo del Toro. That said this movie was a piece of junk. If you must see it, I suggest you wait until dvd. If you were ever a fan of the first Hellboy don’t subject yourself to the depression of spending 8 bucks on Hellboy 2. Though Guillermo del Toro knows how to make a movie visually amazing, I think someone took a dump on the script. There are far too many cheesy one liners to have had sane individuals write the script. After watching the movie I guess they wanted the movie to fit in with all of the new super hero cookies. If you can finagle an ipod into the theater and drown out the dialogue and just watch it consider yourself better off.
For those who don’t know I will be moving back to Conway soon. Friends in Oklahoma are sad, friends in Conway are excited, it is really running the full gambit of emotions for myself. I’ll miss my oldest friends, but also look forward to catching up with new friends. At this point I’m sure some of you have decided that Fival goes west is the real title of the hit animated feature and have given up. I’m sorry but I had big ears as a child and traveling east. I apologize for misleading you and want to make it up to you. I want to make a playlist for the 6 hour trip back and am taking requests. I vow to do my best at getting the songs I don’t have, so feel free to throw in whatever.
