A place for my thoughts and ideas, my creative outlet, a little piece of the web for me to call my own...yeah...right...
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| a bite of chocolat... ::home:: A place for my thoughts and ideas, my creative outlet, a little piece of the web for me to call my own...yeah...right... |
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Monday, September 05, 2005 "When we hear the news at first it means almost nothing. It has just been announced that The Real World, MTV's seminal program involving the housing of seven young people in one house and the televising of their lives, will film its next season in San Francisco. MTV is seeking applicants. They are looking for a new cast. At the office we have a few hearty laughs about it. 'Has any one seen the show?' 'No.' 'No.' 'Some of it.' We're all lying. Everyone's seen the show. We all despise it, are enthralled by it, morbidly curious. Is it interesting because it's so bad, because the stars of it are so profoundly uninteresting? Or is it because in it we recognize so much that is maddeningly familiar? Maybe this is indeed us. Watching the show is like listening to one's voice on tape: it's real of course, but however mellifluous and articulate you hear your own words, once they're sent through that machine and are given back to you, they're high-pitched, nasal, horrifying. Are our lives that?" - A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, Dave Eggers posted by Shannon | 12:36 AM |
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