"The Childe...More restless than the swallow in the skies..." -Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage

Sunday, May 22, 2016

Chicago Selfies and Almost Love

That Moment When You Almost Fall in Love

When I finally saw the above painting in person, I assumed I would love George Seurat's masterpiece: A Sunday On La Grande Jatte. After all, I love the Sondheim musical it inspired: Sunday in the Park with George. I adore the way it figures into the teen film classic Ferris Beuller's Day Off. As the titular character and his girlfriend make out in front of Chagall's America Windows, third-wheel Cameron goes off alone. Ferris's awkward buddy gets in touch with his inner daddy's girl by staring deep into Seurat's pointillistic classic. I did not reenact Cameron's bittersweet moment. Still, I suspect I matched his mood.

From 20 feet away, I almost loved the painting. Then I stepped closer. From 10 feet away, the piece's intentionally noisy texture grated on my irises. Dot dot dot dot! Alas, my HD conditioned eyes do not relish pointillism. I'd planned a goofy selfie where I pretend to have trouble finding the large painting. A dozen or so takes later I gave up, opting instead for the above honest selfie. It's hard to admit you are not in love, especially when you dearly want to be.

Lincoln on my Mind

I did buddy up with a painting during my stay in Chicago. When it came to lodgings, I splurged on a room at the boutique Hotel Lincoln in Old Town Chicago. I even scored a special rate as a patron of the Steppenwolf Theatre Company. So before heading to the show, I needlessly readjusted my tie in front of Honest Abe.

Profile of a Space Exploration Geek

The lion's share of Wednesday was spent at the Adler Planetarium, which I loved. Plenty of great exhibits for a NASA nerd. Also several shows available for a lone tourist who tires of dodging flocks of kids, families angling for group photos, and couples angling for each other.

Pay No Attention to the Suitcase Handle

My Chicago trip was all about doing touristy stuff. After ascending to Willis Tower's Sky Deck, I marched all the way to Millennium Park with luggage in tow. There I joined scores of visitors mulling over how best to take selfies in front of the polished steel sculpture Cloud Gate. I tried to hide my suitcase behind me and took the above ordinary photo. Maybe I should have put the suitcase in front. An appropriate prop to highlight the lone traveler.

Normally I take foot selfies. This I did at Willis Tower. In addition to two foot selfies, I also took an "Interstellar Selfie" at Cloud Gate. To see these and 17 other images from my Windy City wanderings, head to the Chicago photo album. Thanks for reading!

Thursday, April 7, 2016

Stars Wars: Rogue One - A Pre-Sequel

First off, this trailer is downright cool. The cast looks cool. I am officially eager to see the finished product. The rest of this hurried blogpost will be the shameless work of a curmudgeon.

As I said on Facebook, "At long last, we will learn exactly how the Rebel Alliance discovered there was a small thermal exhaust port, right below the main port."

As @megturney has pointed out on Twitter, the lead character has a Katniss/Hunger Games vibe (beginning with hairstyle).

To the defenders of manhood (aka trolls) who will likely cry out that this is now two Star Wars films in a row that are sexist against men--cuz um, they star women--I will peremptorily point out that a Han Solo prequel is in the works, so, let's all just chill and enjoy Star Wars Episode 3a...or is it Episode 3b? Besides, didn't I mention that this cast looks cool?

Lastly, I'm already getting an idea for a sequel called, Stars Wars: Rogue One, Episode 2--The Legacy of the Womp Rat. It will be a buddy story featuring grade school versions of Luke Skywalker and Biggs Darklighter learning to bulls-eye, well...I think I've already said too much. But suffice it to say it will be a sort of Star Wars meets Stand By Me coming of age space opera.

The Disney era of Star Wars is truly upon us.

Why have I become a Star Wars curmudgeon you may ask? Read my poem!

Saturday, March 5, 2016

Salient Pessimism 8

Hoping for the final triumph of reason and the demise of religion, the staunch Atheist pines, "Any day now. Any day..."

"...now. Any day now," pines the staunch Christian for the Second Coming.