You Are Here
see? that's another idea! i'm having ideas!
i'd like to make t-shirts that say, "you are here"
but that's not what i was going to write about today. no no no. i was going to write about spiderman. but not really about spiderman.
last week was extra crapalicious, so i kinda took it easy this weekend. one of the things i did was call a whole mess of people who i haven't called in ages and left messages saying intelligent things like, "hey" and "i am alive" and "the tests were negative." that felt good. i'd been in a morose little hole for a week and before that, firmly ensconced in girlfriend land. so i poked my wee head out to see if we'd have another month of winter. nope. fuck that. down with winter.
then madhavi and i saw spiderman 2. i don't want to give this particular film too much credit, but we did have mini-religious experiences after it was over.
it was just the way doc octopus manhandled the medical establishment that... no. i am kidding! i am big kidder! it was watching a movie romance and letting it sink in that not only do movie-style romances exist, but we're living one. that after spending most of my life watching people in movies fall in love and thinking either, "bastards." or "if only..." now i got it going on.
i got it going on! see how easily everything spins around in zack's world? one week he's panic-stricken and the next he's all swoony.
you are here?
the other thing that happened this weekend is i read madhavi a bed time story. a story i wrote a long time ago. and i'm thinking about how i can go back to being a writer. you know, more professionally.
and i got my ass seriously kicked in scrabble. seriously.
How can you get your ass kicked in scrabble and at the same time contemplate being a writer?
You better up your scrabble skillz, man.
you obviously haven't met my girlfriend. she's a scrabble shark.
you should for sure write a quasi self help hipster zen coffeetable/bathroom book.
if i do, that's definitely what i'm going to call it:
"The Quasi Self Help Hipster Zen Coffeetable/Bathroom Book"
i testify to wildflower's sharkhood! that girl could trounce nabokov at scrabble.
but as for spiderman 2...surely you don't want the kind of relationship where the girl's main job is to scream? i know you're into spanking and all, but your girlfriend has a whole lot more to offer than "eek!"
it's not about the specific "spiderman" situation. it's about wanting someone to love that way. about loving someone through pain and fear. about having a love worth sacrificing for.
and c'mon. she didn't just go "eek." she was a successful model and actress. she just went eek when attacked by a supervillian with eight arms. i'm sure spidey would have went eek if they threw him onstage in a production of Importance of Being Ernest.
plus, she did try to take a swipe at the supervillian's head with a two x four, didn't she? it's not her fault she didn't get bitten by a radioactive spider. cut the woman some slack.