words unspoken
Oct. 19th, 2015 12:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yamamanamaContrary to all expectations, I did not have to take a shuttle bus from Quincy Center to JFK/UMass. Sophia, not to be confused with Zofia, says that they only ran the buses for a few weeks. I don't know, for some reason, I thought the track preparation would take longer. It also seemed like every week they had to winterize the track was a week it would be really inconvenient for me (Jazz Fest, Greenfest, AND Summer Arts Weekend) and it wasn't like I needed to be somewhere as quickly as possible.
But I'm glad I did arrive at Downtown Crossing when I did; I ran into Rebecca at the entrance. I was so astonished and she had to go anyway so I didn't mention anything relating to Rick and Morty. A few minutes later, I thought "damn it, what I should have said was 'wubba lubba dub dub'" And many other things, had I more time.
And I forgot what the band the girl in the halloween themed sweater and socks was listening to and then recommended. Whoops. It's pop-punk so that totally narrows it down. And this totally brings me to a point I made later about how pop culture has fragmented.
I overheard a conversation about what I think was William Shakespeare's A New Hope and thought one of the guys was Al (short for Alex), but I think he said his name was Matt or something. His friend looked a bit like Lando Calrissian with a ponytail of dreadlocks.
I found out Marc Chagall illustrated the 1001 Nights.
There was some really cool art on the wall at the Boston Common Coffee Co. I can't find anything about Yuliya. Her paintings of a crying dog and some kind of horse goat thing are in between more abstract neon pastel works which don't have a signature on them.
The theatre had been left to rot after the Great Depression and there are relics of it throughout the entrance; the theatre room itself is painted with a mural inspired by the original theatre and it reminds me of the spider house in Majora's Mask.
Montano became Montana and Brabantio became Brabantia. I don't know if this was an intentional parallel of Othello and Desdemona but Bianca, Cassio's Cypriot lover, was played by a black woman. I can't help but think of my friend's black cat, because she pointed out that Bianca means "white."
Montana was played by the same woman who played Bianca.
To me, Iago's motivation wasn't just to get back at Othello but to hurt everyone close to him as well.
Angela (I misheard it as "Daniela," which I can understand because I know more Danielles than I know Angelas and the train was moving and it wasn't one of those fanky new-ish red line trains with the LED displays, but what I don't understand is I'm not the first person to think she said Daniela and I don't think I'll be the last), Scarlet, and "Oreo" (it's not his real name but everyone calls him that) are all trying to figure out where their creativity lies. I told her about a woman who likes to cook as her creative output and Angela says she likes food but doesn't know how to cook. I said I'm good at the conceptual but can't figure out the basics. So I can make awesome sandwiches, and if I had a cooked patty I can make awesome burgers.
Scarlet took a picture of her dog named Ben who's an asshole (her words) and drew a bong in front of him. I can't remember what her other dog is named but it doesn't matter because she always calls him Poopsie. Also, I think he was shooting rainbows out of his mouth in the other picture.
They wanted pizza and she said she wanted to order it while they were still on the train. In fact, I remember one guy eating an entire pizza on the Green Line. On the other hand, I went to Washington D.C. when I was in 10th grade, where they'll scan you for crumbs and if you eat a french fry, they'll have you thrown in jail.
Also, since her friend's sister made a thing and she turned it into a pendant, I recounted the time we were cleaning out the art room because it was the last day of classes and got to keep the random trinkets and bits of junk we found. One of which trinkets was a ceramic face that looked a bit like Darth Maul. It had a hole in its forehead so I got some yarn and made a pendant out of it. I also found a seashell, a plastic spruce cluster, a marble, two beads, some drawings of Blocko Man, A man of greatness, who was crying and saying "meh!"; Tomato-Head Man, and Adolf Hitler with a constipated-with-rage expression on his face. I think I gave the drawings to someone.
I suggested a pizza delivery service for the T. Scarlet wanted to see delivery people on rollerskates but I said they need hoverboards or something because I can't imagine rollerskating on a train. Afterwards, she stood in between Oreo and Angela and said "I'm just going to see which way I go." And then we got to Braintree and they had pizza and everyone lived happily ever after. I overheard someone say "I don't have enough body fat for this" about the cold.
burning question: why is it never the ghost of someone who died last week? Wait, wasn't that an Are You Afraid of the Dark episode?
But I'm glad I did arrive at Downtown Crossing when I did; I ran into Rebecca at the entrance. I was so astonished and she had to go anyway so I didn't mention anything relating to Rick and Morty. A few minutes later, I thought "damn it, what I should have said was 'wubba lubba dub dub'" And many other things, had I more time.
And I forgot what the band the girl in the halloween themed sweater and socks was listening to and then recommended. Whoops. It's pop-punk so that totally narrows it down. And this totally brings me to a point I made later about how pop culture has fragmented.
I overheard a conversation about what I think was William Shakespeare's A New Hope and thought one of the guys was Al (short for Alex), but I think he said his name was Matt or something. His friend looked a bit like Lando Calrissian with a ponytail of dreadlocks.
I found out Marc Chagall illustrated the 1001 Nights.
There was some really cool art on the wall at the Boston Common Coffee Co. I can't find anything about Yuliya. Her paintings of a crying dog and some kind of horse goat thing are in between more abstract neon pastel works which don't have a signature on them.
The theatre had been left to rot after the Great Depression and there are relics of it throughout the entrance; the theatre room itself is painted with a mural inspired by the original theatre and it reminds me of the spider house in Majora's Mask.
Montano became Montana and Brabantio became Brabantia. I don't know if this was an intentional parallel of Othello and Desdemona but Bianca, Cassio's Cypriot lover, was played by a black woman. I can't help but think of my friend's black cat, because she pointed out that Bianca means "white."
Montana was played by the same woman who played Bianca.
To me, Iago's motivation wasn't just to get back at Othello but to hurt everyone close to him as well.
Angela (I misheard it as "Daniela," which I can understand because I know more Danielles than I know Angelas and the train was moving and it wasn't one of those fanky new-ish red line trains with the LED displays, but what I don't understand is I'm not the first person to think she said Daniela and I don't think I'll be the last), Scarlet, and "Oreo" (it's not his real name but everyone calls him that) are all trying to figure out where their creativity lies. I told her about a woman who likes to cook as her creative output and Angela says she likes food but doesn't know how to cook. I said I'm good at the conceptual but can't figure out the basics. So I can make awesome sandwiches, and if I had a cooked patty I can make awesome burgers.
Scarlet took a picture of her dog named Ben who's an asshole (her words) and drew a bong in front of him. I can't remember what her other dog is named but it doesn't matter because she always calls him Poopsie. Also, I think he was shooting rainbows out of his mouth in the other picture.
They wanted pizza and she said she wanted to order it while they were still on the train. In fact, I remember one guy eating an entire pizza on the Green Line. On the other hand, I went to Washington D.C. when I was in 10th grade, where they'll scan you for crumbs and if you eat a french fry, they'll have you thrown in jail.
Also, since her friend's sister made a thing and she turned it into a pendant, I recounted the time we were cleaning out the art room because it was the last day of classes and got to keep the random trinkets and bits of junk we found. One of which trinkets was a ceramic face that looked a bit like Darth Maul. It had a hole in its forehead so I got some yarn and made a pendant out of it. I also found a seashell, a plastic spruce cluster, a marble, two beads, some drawings of Blocko Man, A man of greatness, who was crying and saying "meh!"; Tomato-Head Man, and Adolf Hitler with a constipated-with-rage expression on his face. I think I gave the drawings to someone.
I suggested a pizza delivery service for the T. Scarlet wanted to see delivery people on rollerskates but I said they need hoverboards or something because I can't imagine rollerskating on a train. Afterwards, she stood in between Oreo and Angela and said "I'm just going to see which way I go." And then we got to Braintree and they had pizza and everyone lived happily ever after. I overheard someone say "I don't have enough body fat for this" about the cold.
burning question: why is it never the ghost of someone who died last week? Wait, wasn't that an Are You Afraid of the Dark episode?
