tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58521506463930606732024-02-08T10:04:25.277-06:00The Hawthorne EffectUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852150646393060673.post-60387622662166001242012-07-27T16:07:00.001-05:002012-07-27T16:07:43.611-05:00The Mixtape."3 Libras" -- A Perfect Circle<br />
"Nighttime" -- Tracey Thorn<br />
"Live to Tell" -- Madonna<br />
"I Want You" -- Madonna/Massive Attack<br />
"Inertia Creeps" -- Massive Attack<br />
"Pink Panther" -- Eigenart<br />
"Miss You" -- Trentemoller<br />
"That's As Close As I'll Get to Loving You" -- Aaron Tippin<br />
"Dreaming" -- Aurora (Goldtrix Remix)<br />
"Strangelove" -- Depeche Mode<br />
"Nite and Day" -- Al B. Sure<br />
"Heartbreaker" -- Bee Gees and Dionne Warwick<br />
"Dare to Fall in Love" -- Brent Bourgeois<br />
"I Just Don't Think I'll Ever Get Over You" -- Colin Hay<br />
"Time After Time" -- Cyndi Lauper<br />
"Break My Fall" -- DJ Tiesto and BT<br />
"Come Undone" -- Duran Duran<br />
"Barely Breathing" -- Duncan Sheik<br />
"Wonderful" -- Adam Ant<br />
"Amazing" -- George Michael<br />
"Love and Anger" -- Kate Bush<br />
"Something About You" -- Level 42<br />
"Not Me" -- Lo Pro<br />
"Butterflies" -- Michael Jackson<br />
"You're Not Alone" -- Olive (ATB Remix)<br />
"Fortress" - Pinback<br />
"Sunrise" -- Simply Red<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852150646393060673.post-21792055526645263402012-05-29T21:04:00.001-05:002012-05-29T21:04:11.747-05:00Pamela.I transcribed the scene in the <i>Louie </i>episode "Subway/Pamela" in which Louis C.K. professes his love for Pamela. These are his lines only.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>Look, I know you don’t feel the same way about me. I
know that; I’m not stupid. It’s fine. I’m actually fine with the way things
are—that I’m in a constant state of agitation. It’s actually better than any
real requited love/sex thing I ever had.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>I’m saying that…I want to be your friend, and it’s
okay with me that there’s nothing else. But can I just…can I just tell you one
time the way I feel about you? <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>Yes, I’ll be your friend. And I won’t press you to
be anything else—I promise—if you’ll just let me get it out one time. <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>Pamela, I’m in love with you. Yeah, it’s that bad…I don’t think about women
anymore; I think about you. I had a dream the other night that you and I were
on a train. We were on this train, and you were holding my hand. That’s the
whole dream—that you were holding my hand, and I felt you holding my hand. I
woke up and I couldn’t believe it wasn’t real. <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>I’m sick in love with you, Pamela. It’s like a
condition. It’s like polio. I feel like I’m gonna to die if I can’t be with
you. And I can’t be with you, so I’m gonna die. And I don’t care, because I was
brought into existence to know you—and that’s enough. The idea that you would
want me back? It’s, like, greedy. <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>I’m doing a bad job at this…<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>Is there any planet, any part of the world that you
feel any of the same…? Is there even a shard of a fraction of a feeling that
you have…? <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>No…no…no…<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>(“That was gorgeous. That made feel really good.”)<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>Good, good. <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>Nothing coming back in the other direction? Not
even…not…no…<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><i>Nothing…<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Okay…</span> </i><br />
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For those who have never been in Louie's position, you have no idea why these words are so important, so poignant, so powerful.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852150646393060673.post-67003081240865616102011-04-08T22:58:00.003-05:002011-04-11T17:17:20.539-05:00The alpha.With the index and middle fingers of my left hand, I command my SUV's rear passenger windows down. Stale, exhausty parking-garage air infiltrates the cab. Drowning out the reverberating tire squeals, I turn up the volume on the stereo. One more sharp turn, a stop at the gate, a waive of my employer's magic wand, and I am free.<br />
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Wind in my hair and sunlight in my lap, I make my way home, unabashedly singing along to the likes of "Sweet Child O' Mine" and "Gimme Shelter."<br />
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I'm off and away from you by the time you think to speak.<br />
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Tell it to my taillights.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1