Jack Black and Sanjaya the Idol boy - with Ok Go as the musical guests - were on Leno tonight and the only thing that would have made me happier would have been if it was Letterman. I learned that Sanjaya is half-Indian/half-Italian, and when Leno began to rhapsodize about his fifty percent Italianness, Jack screamed, "Indian is RAD TOO!!!!" Yes, I'm quite fond of him for obvious reasons.
That said, life is just too chaotic at times, inside and out. Thoughts, many thoughts, sick of thoughts. I had a few minutes tonight on the way home from class when I realized I wasn't actively thinking...mulling...weighing...pondering - and I was like, oh, that's novel, that felt nice.
The shootings in Virginia are of course the latest horrifying occurrence in a world that seems to promote at least a low-level sense of anxiety at all times. It's alarming to turn on the news and every time hear "bloodbath", "massacre", "in the wake of...", etc. etc. I know it's necessary to let everyone know what's going on, but the 24-hour news cycle is exhausting. The videos and photos from last night were just too much for me. I couldn't deal with the images, which is rare.
I also work in an industry that requires that I be aware of the college student population and their issues, and there have been some difficult discussions around me regarding what we do for people and especially what we do when there doesn't appear to be that much to do at all. I will tell you that several of the Tech kids had MySpace pages that were linked out there in the hinterlands of the net, and if I wasn't already as messed up over this as many people are, that would have done it.
Less seriously, I'm having trouble with black and white digital prints. They tend to print flat and that bothers me, when you see the relative vibrance on the screen and imagine what it would look like in a traditional print, and it's not as easy to manage in digital. Color is color but black and white tells every bad truth about the shot, as well as highlighting every good one.
I think I've rid the house of the evil Cadbury Mini Eggs. I cannot find my glasses. I'm so behind on my reading. I need to return way too many phone calls and e-mails that I haven't had the energy for, although I do have the will to communicate. I need serious time this weekend to not think much at all, which is the best way to come to conclusions. So I don't think I'm going to go anywhere much, except out to shoot a landscape and some errant architecture as well. It would be nice if it would warm up some, also, but I'm not getting my hopes up, just in case it snows again.
I can't believe it's almost May.
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