Blowing Up the Future Single-Handedly!

The Future is Now

I was chatting with Reay on the phone the other day, letting him know that he should read my friend Cat‘s blog, as she really loves to read his (and has mentioned it in an entry of hers). He was flattered (as he should be, because Cat is cool), and agreed that he would mosey over there with his mouse sometime sooner than later.

He asked how I knew her. And then, immediately added…

“Did you know her Pre-Blog?

This cracked me up. Not that it is a particularly incorrect or silly thing to say. On the contrary, it is highly indicative of the craziness that has taken hold of us. This craziness (which I refer to as futurosity), is a wonderful thing. It is a sign that we are evolving into more intelligent and efficient creatures. It definitely saves some typing, to be sure.

Observe the following more cumbersome way of asking the same question…

Did you know her before she starting writing a Blog?


Did you know her before she started writing an online journal to allow people to be updated on the things in her life she feels she could share?

Damn. How annoying.

Three cheers for futurosity!

Napoleon Dynamite (Contains minor spoilers)

I watched this movie last night, and was howling silently (as my wife was sleeping, and I didn’t want to risk unholy wrath). It is a great movie.

At the same time, though, it was somewhat disturbing. I can see bits and pieces of myself in the character of Napoleon. His friend Pedro also reminds me of some of my friends that I had in high school as well. Actually, almost every character in there could be a representative of groups of people that I knew.

Napoleon is in his own world. One of those guys who is so uncool that he is cool (because he doesn’t really give a damn about what anyone else thinks of him). I wasn’t quite like that. I was uncool, and very conscious of it. I ended up coming off as a total geek most of the time, and pretty much fumbling over my own tongue trying to talk my way out of stupid situations.

All through grade school I was the guy that would sit on his own, that the girls would only dance with because they felt pity. And no, I’m not fishing here, this is the truth. I was always the nice guy*. The guy that girls would date to feel better about themselves. There is a part of the movie where Napoleon goes to the school dance with someone and she essentially leaves him just as they enter to hang out with her friends. I’ve felt the stinging bitterness of that very act.

It’s rare that a movie will make me uncomfortable about myself (discomfort in general – thrillers and horrors – a different feeling). At the same time, though, I hope that I have outgrown at least some of those traits. I mean, my wife is hot, so I must be doing something right!

Plus I feel a lot more confident in myself these days. You would find it hard to believe that I consider myself to be a shy person.

Crazy. This got a lot heavier than I intended. Ah well.

If you are comfortable with possibly facing some of your own demons, watch this movie. It is hilarious.

* Actually, that has sort of been one of the recurring themes in my life. Even my Capoeira nickname is gente-boa which can essentially be translated as “Nice Guy”. Mind you, I have had my moments of being a complete jackass, so the title may not be that appropriate.

10 Responses

  1. If you want more humour that is also uncomfortable for the same reasons, check out Freaks and Geeks.

  2. Hey Jorgie, thanks for the plug! 🙂 You’re so sweet.

    I recently realized that I’ve known you for 5 years!

    So how sweet is Jorge? [I’m going to embarras you now, Jorgie. Mwuahahahaha!] Jorge and I worked in the west end of Toronto in neighbouring buildings of the same nasty corp that Jorge still works for now (no offense, man – you know how I feel about the place!). Being the sociable types that we are, we were both on the social committee that planned events for nasty corp employees in the west end. I was pregnant with Jade, and when I was looking particularly tired and downtrodden in social committee meetings, Jorge would give me shoulder massages. Awwwww. 🙂

    BTW, whoever said “nice guys finish last” can stick it, cuz you got Mrs. J! And she IS hot! (and really nice to boot)

  3. I watched Napoleon twice now, laughed insanely both times.
    Of course, I was higher than I kite, but I suspect it would still be quite good sober.

  4. damn typos in comments…i look like a dumbass! 😉

  5. I saw a “Vote for Pedro” t-shirt in a shop window the other day and I totally want one now. I saw N.D. and Harold and Kumar on the same night. Fun times.

  6. I’m medicated, I have no idea whats going on

  7. You are exactly the same as you were in high school. You NEED TO cut that orange fro. And your bo staff skills aren’t nearly as good as you’d like to think.

  8. I have known Jorge for… 3 years or so? And I’d have to agree that he IS a nice guy… but that he has managed to hook my cousin so he MUST be cool!
    On another topic, I like your word ‘futurosity’. However, it reminds me somewhat of nineteen Eighty-Four by Orwell which frightens me slightly. For those of you who havent read this book, the government has taken away personal freedom. In order to become more ‘efficient’ they begin to revise the English language to “Newspeak” where the word ‘bad’ is eliminated because it had become useless and replaced with ‘ungood’. ‘Excellent’ or ‘splendid’ become plusgood or doubleplusgood.
    Not to say that the simplification of language is ungood, but diversity in expression is important. Just think of all the words in the English language that have already been lost, and how boring a book would be? I claim the right to continue my long winded sentences on this internet site where Jorge can update people on the things he wants to share in his life;)

  9. Wow, SalAmanda!
    That was pretty deep. Actually, I wasn’t trying to be Orweillian at all. I don’t think we need to get rid of anything (yet). I like the word bad.

    It’s good!


  10. hi mano, i just emailed you on the picture instructions…let me know if it makes sense.

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