Never Not Hip

He was cool.

Breaking from what the mainstream deemed as fashionable and defined his own sense of style.
(There are plenty of people who have there own sense of style, but that's usually due to the fact that they are hopelessly clueless of what is style).
With full knowledge, of totally "getting it", he defined himself another way. For those who new what was "in" would get this person and know they were truly cool, even though he did not conform to what was "in".

As the years passed he opted for total non-fashion. But, knowing this person, you knew this was a deliberate move, and one done on a conscious level, for personal reasons. (Unlike the rest of us who, couldn't afford it, were too tired, and just defeated).
Although he now looked completely unremarkable, you knew he was still, so, truly cool.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Phil Story, Laurie's first boyfriend.



I saw a recent photo of a lost friend the other day. She was, and still is, a casualty of my life getting full of school work, children, marriage, and location.

I miss Deana.

I liked to be associated with her, because I was made cooler by that association. I should say, it made me appear cooler, because, if you knew her, and you knew I was her friend then you would think... "David must be some-what cool for Deana to be his friend."

In her recent picture, Deana does not look cool.

But I know that, that is a deception.

No matter how Deana looks, what she does or where she lives, it is cool. Because she is doing it.

There is nothing that can make Deana Petronella Martin uncool - she is never not hip.

The Movie List ~ The Glass Menagerie

The second chapter of melancholy was drawing to a close.
I was on my own, in Putaruru, once a week I'd catch a bus into Hamilton, for some company at my sisters flat. I would also watch a movie. I saw three movies that have made the list during this period.

I have never seen it since, and can only remember a few fragments of the actual movie. What I really remember is thinking, that it was really, really good. I shall have to see it again...



Seen on my own in 1989. Hamilton movie theater.
Glass Menagerie
The Movie List

The Movie List ~ Room With A View

Things become more perfect in the past, happy pasts.
This was one of the movies that makes my list - not because it's a throughly enjoyable movie - which it was, but because it was a romance, and there in my life, if not romance, something very much like it for the first time.
So I feel, an echo of that when I watch it.

Watched in Vancouver 1987 - with Su-Lin and Tina.
Notable aside, full frontal male nudity, much to the mirth of the girls.

Room with A View
The Movie List

Movies that came to mind

One of the the many, chain-letter/virus/game things that have flown about face book was - list your favorite movies without thinking about it - 15 in 15 min. Well this was my list pulled from my mental files in less than 10 minutes but greater than 15 in number.

Like music, movies are an emotional code. A secret language that if you find another that speaks it, they are raised to a level of emotional regard that would usually take months of regular interaction.

Yet, movies will be given emotional significance because of the time, place and where you are at emotionally when you watched them. If watched at another time, they would be hardly remembered.

I feel each deserves it's own post - so starting with the first they shall.

1. A Room With A View
2. Groundhog Day
3. The Glass Menagerie
4. The Navigator
5. Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Jim Dale Is Not My Friend (but I get confused)

A couple of months ago I was walking out of work, putting on my head phones, looking for what I was going to listen to. I felt anticipation, I had something great I was going to listen to, something I loved. Was it the Harry Potter book I had on the ipod, or something else? An emotion shivered through me. It was the combination of happiness, longing and melancholy. It was strange, yet, familiar. That thrill of emotion, something from long ago. I remembered. It was the emotion I felt when I was going to listen to the voice of a friend.

Years ago when separated by many oceans I hit upon sending talk tapes to my friends. Paul, Magna, Laurie and Wendy responded in kind. For a couple of years many such tapes were exchanged. I loved it.

I realized that afternoon that is part of why I like to listen to podcasts and audio books. It has an echo of those tapes.

But. I want to hear from my friends. I want to hear them.
I found the tapes really enjoyable and comforting. I liked it better than phone conversations, as I could respond when it was a good time for me, and, I could be far more intelligent and witty. As typically it takes about a day for me to come up with a good response, to anything.
I liked it better than writing because I am a slow writer, and I think meaning can be clearer when you hear someone.

I liked it because I could keep it, and listen to it, again.

Goal:
Pod cast. It will probably be an audio journal, but maybe it will turn into something else.
Goal: Digitalize those tapes. Yes, those tapes, circa 1989-1991. Pod cast selections from them.

Ultimate Goal: Spark conversations with my friends, such as I have seen on facebook and blogs.
I love conversations with people I love.