Step in my shoes, wait 'till you see the big flash (pack1ife) wrote in the_uncool_club,
Step in my shoes, wait 'till you see the big flash


+ Name
+ Age
24-soon to be 25 in April *aaaahhhhhh!*
+ City, State:
Birmingham, AL

+ Ten favourite bands/musicians

1. Queen
2. Muse
3. Velvet Underground
4. The Smashing Pumpkins
5. Bob Dylan
6. London After Midnight
7. The Format
8. The Rolling Stones
9. Straylight Run
10. The Pink Spiders

+ Ten favourite movies
1. Jurassic Park
2. The Dark Knight
3. Max, you don’t get to say, “That is an incredibly hot Hitler” too many times in life…I also like movies that examine disturbed minds, for…well obvious, possibly narcissistic reasons really
4. The Graduate
5. Easy Rider
6. 2001: A Space Odyssey
7. Anger Management, if only for, “I SAID OVER-EASY! Now why do you think I did that?” “…Because I refused to spoon with you last night?”
8. Altered States, if only for the young William Hurt and him being naked for most of this film, and for the line, “Am I really that weird in bed?”
9. The Road to El Dorado
10. The Silence of the Lambs, it’s just the perfect movie, imho

+ Five favourite books, and why
1. Altered States by Paddy Chayefsky, while similar, better ending, all around better than the film, would’ve liked to have seen more of the experimentation on the rats, to add to the whole “horror story” motif and some of the more humorous scenes made more humorous by their locations. Though I as a filmmaker myself, I can sort of see some of the difficulties of following the book exactly. I don’t know the specifics of the difficulties with the production, I can just sort of imagine them. Nothing against either. It got close, closer than most adaptations, I think. Well-researched, as much as you can science-fiction, wow, I felt my head would explode with all the data a few times reading it.
2. Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, I've written whole papers on why I loved this book (using comic books as references even *nods*) I was drawn to Mary Shelley as an author when we had to read this in High School because she was the first female author I felt I could relate to in her writing. Others seeming either too uptight, maudlin or, well the modern term would be “slutty.” We also shared a common love of science and theory, but being a bit dotty on the application, not from any lack of trying, she could’ve just been as right-brained as I am, but that’s more speculation. And I love this story, there is nothing more fascinating to me than a story exploring the dangers of ambition.
3. The Bible, Old Testament, I love the old stories trying to “explain” or “reveal” the nature of God, or…whatever they’re trying to do. I love how deliciously vague their/my God is. He’s the ultimate trickster! The story of original sin and temptation, I mean seriously! So many variables…and Job…and wondering WTF St John was smoking when he wrote those Revelations.
4. Othello by William Shakespeare *as far as we know, shifty eyes* because…uh, ambition gone horribly wrong, and, uh, Shakespeare, hello! Greatest storyteller of all time! Whoever he was… And it’s probably his most complex, yet straightforward plots ever. Few of the characters are who they claim to be, and there’s just so much emotion, irony, humorous and tragic, and development that it draws you in from beginning to end.
5. Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman, gotta love Neil Gaiman, and this was my first delving into Pratchett’s storytelling, but he seems decent enough. I’m just not that into fantasy, though I like Gaiman and Rowling, they are unique enough to bring *something else* to the genre, imho. Together, Pratchett and Gaiman seem like they were the most perfect team, plus they have all these ideas I’ve always had about religion and god and the bible and people who call themselves religious. It was very easy to relate to…about 20 years after its publication. When I finally read it, which was only 4 months or so after I bought it…because…no logical reason, I devoured it within two days.

+ Favourite drink: Jack + Coke

+ Favourite food: Turkey

+ Why do you think you're uncool?: I say practically everything that comes into my head. I basically had to "develop" a filter system. It doesn't exist naturally. It has consequences. I often laugh at my own jokes. I don’t have a car or license to drive. My brother got a car, I got a computer. No, I’m not Ferris Bueller. I am a sap who gets all teary eyed listening to Elton John and watching old Disney movies. I idolized Jay Sherman (voiced by Jon Lovitz on “The Critic”) when I was 14. It took me two days to finish “Good Omens” because I had to do that, uh, sleep thing. I still love My Chemical Romance, a few months before they suddenly became the “coolest” ever and long after it suddenly became “cool” to hate them. Furthermore, I have never really been, uh, what you would call “cool.” Though I might’ve stepped in it a few times by accident. I don’t go out of my way to try to be cool, and not even as an attempt to be seen as “cool” and “apathetic” or “different” or “unique” or whatever. Everyone is unique. I just like what I like, sometimes influenced by others (honestly, who isn’t?), sometimes for some inexplicable reason of taste (like Jon Lovitz, idk, I don’t think it’s that weird, I never see anything wrong or weird about my tastes, I think it’s just good taste/sense of humor, but apparently there are other points of view – and that’s okay, it would be a truly strange, scary place if everybody thought and looked the same).

+ Any pet peeves?: Judgmental people
Hypocrites, I know, I know, everyone is a hypocrite, but, honestly there’s a very easy way to fix that, “Stop criticizing people for things that you do yourself! Be self-aware!” Problem solved.
Popping knuckles
Uptight control freaks
Mean, bitter people who have nothing better to do than to put down others to make up for their own insecurities
People who appear to lack a sense of humor, sad, sad people
People with a high sense of entitlement, those assholes in restaurants who have to have their steak cooked just right and nothing is ever good enough and are lousy tippers, who think, “because I am___ I deserve ___” rather than expecting or wanting to work for it (as a person with scoliosis having gotten shit from co-workers for not being able to do heavy lifting, though being there for everything else, it makes me a little peeved when people refuse to do the slightest thing when they are perfectly capable because it affects people’s perceptions of me, all people with real problems who actually try to do something, the same goes for my mental issues, OCD, Tourette’s, ADhD, though I realize it’s a little harder, because I have to deal with it every day, but effort, even the slightest, goes a long way with me)
Empty promises, kind of redundant sounding to my cynicism, but I don’t like not following through on things, it feels like lying, or lying to oneself, which is the worst kind of lie, imho
Lies, liars, unless I’m protecting someone, I don’t like people who present themselves as something different than who they are for personal gain, goes into hypocrisy

+ Motto or personal quote?:
"the best years of your life are the ones in which
you decide your problems are your own.
you don't blame them on your mother, the ecology,
or the president. you realize that you control your own destiny.
- albert ellis
“Don’t sweat the petty things and don’t pet the sweaty things”~the incorrigible George Carlin, God rest his soul
+ What four words best describe you?: random obnoxious independent indulgent

+ What is your biggest fear, and why?: Not living life to its fullest. I don’t really know what that means, I’m always certain that at any given moment, we’re wasting something but time you enjoy wasting is not wasted, but something like claustrophobia, being confined, isolated, stuck in the same routine, makes me uncomfortable.

+ What are your hobbies?: Watch movies, walking, go to plays, hang out with friends, helping people, listening to music, compiling lists of random things, copying snippets of conversations, exploring

+ If you could be another person for a day, who would it be, and why?:
Joss Whedon. Because I’ve always seen him as…well, no less than a god, and whenever I saw glimpses that he was just a man, well, I didn’t want to believe it. I want to sort of force that realization upon myself by stepping in his shoes or meet him face to face sometime, because I realize it’s something I need to come to grips with, assure myself that my hopes and fears are completely irrational, and move on.

+ Views on . . .:
Pro-choice for medical, health and safety reasons, not exactly a choice that should be taken lightly, but shouldn’t be illegal. Pro-StemCell funding too! Hey…at least they’ve found something good come from it.
religion:: As long as it’s not harming anyone, your beliefs are your own
politics:: Opinions are like assholes, everyone’s got one, mine are fairly liberal, but, I honestly am not going to try to convert everyone to my point of view, it’s not practical and it would be boring
drugs:: Some harm, some help, I generally stay away from recreational drugs, because I’m not cool like that, but responsible use doesn’t seem too wrong…course I’m not really sure if they can be done responsibly, probably one of those, “Depends on the person” things, but…yeah, not sure why some are illegal, just gives more power to the black market…which isn’t cool. No matter how glamorized by Hollywood it maybe. “Appealing because it is just that unappealing…” that is all.

+ Is there another issue that you feel strongly about?
Privacy is overrated. People are too paranoid/possessive of their belongings. I always think so much less of people who are concerned that “Big Brother is watching” them, not just because I tend to be pretty skeptical of conspiracy theories anyway. I think that’s giving, especially the American government, way too much credit. (Why the hell would anyone do that?) But also because it sounds like they have something to hide. Which could be true, everyone does, everyone tries to, but again hiding? Running from one’s problems? It’s just going to come out, perhaps manifesting in other, more dangerous ways later on. I believe that nothing in this world belongs to you. Even your own body will eventually rot away. You’re only renting it for awhile. We are born naked, blind and screaming and we only get a little while to change and come to terms with that.

Granted, this doesn’t mean I go around invading people’s privacy or stealing, that would be wrong, and I respect people more than that. As unfounded as I find their fears to be, I respect their right to have them. This is just how I feel regarding myself. It’s not a lack of self-esteem, just a lack of self-preservation. I have a great deal of respect for my body and self and think it’s disrespectful not to test its limits and just let it stagnate and do “just enough to get by.” (Did I mention I might be weird?) Everyone has an inherent right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, however that may be defined. I draw the line at harming others, and the whole “Shouting fire in a movie theatre” thing, but that’s about it.

+ What is your most prized possession?:
My camera case, it can fit everything in it that allows me to get around and do what I gotta do

+ Proudest moment?:
Graduating from college, standing up to that asshole, moving out, finishing my screenplay…any one of these…

+ Most embarrassing moment?:
There are too many…I really don't care anymore.

+ Goals for the future?:
I have a film in the works and a passport to secure. Plans for Europe, Israel, there isn’t any one country right now. England has the “research for book” excuse, but that’s the only definite.

+ If you had $5.00, how would you spend it?:
I have $5. I’m using it to take the bus to the store on Saturday.

+ What is your guilty pleasure?:
Porn, rubbernecking and the internet. All pointless. But I. Can’t. Look. Away.

+ Tell us a joke:
Just something I thought up from my own twisted mind...
So a little kid goes to visit the Civil Rights museum in Downtown Birmingham. He goes across the street and says, "OMG it's the real life 16th Street Baptist Church!" where the bombs went off killing 4 little girls.

Then he gets more excited when he walks into the quad, "OMG it's the real Lynn Park! Cool!" Which is rich in its own history for being a stage of civil rights.

Then while walking through the park and seeing the monument representing the segregation which once was a way of life, the kid approached a man on a bike who looked down at him and smiled, "How you doin' mon?"

"OMG!" The little kid said, "It's a real life black person!"

If that was too offensive, I apologize, really, and here's a kitty:

+ Would you give your life for something or someone? If so, who or what would it be, and why?:
My dog or my family, someone I love, I don’t know, I’m a sucker, probably anyone that seemed really helpless. As for things…probably this film. In fact, I’d probably give my life for this before any of my loved ones, except my dog, my dog being the most helpless of them all…I has priorities! Course I could be lying. That could just be talk. My bark is frequently worse than my bite. I only bite if you ask.

+ How did you find the_uncool_club?:
Browsing random people’s lj profiles from other communities while the boyfriend was talking to his mom…

I have no life.

*above is the photo, below is a picture I drew of myself awhile back, the quote is from HBO's Oz...hmm, hope I don't come across as some kind of racist religious freak...probably shouldn't have told that joke...don't wanna lie...sort of proud of it...not sure why...not that torn...let you decide, it's up to you anyway*

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