What a pretentious name, but it this is my thoughts of things that surround me. So I think the title is fitting.
So I remember from my college education in writing that a reader must have a reason to read a story or in this case random rants. With a story, the reader needs to find the lead character sympathetic and likeable in a sense or hate them but there has to be a reason to keep reading. Considering you are reading something about me and my world, lets define me and my world. Maybe you’ll find reason to keep reading. If not then don’t waste your time.
My name is Matt. I am 26 years old. I grew up in Connecticut, until I was 18 years old and moved to Boston to finish my degree. I attended Emerson College in Boston. While in Boston, I also joined the Army Reserves and currently I am still in and have another 16 months on my contract. My job title is a Print Public Affairs Specialist. We write news stories and take photos for civilian and military presses. We also deal with security issues and training. Also, while going to school I met Jennifer and married her. Before graduating I took a position as a CVS assistant manager. I finally graduated with a Bachelor’s Degree in Writing, Literature and Publishing but for all intensive purposes it is a degree in English and its uses. I moved to Florida soon after graduating because Jen became a commissioned officer in the Navy and was studying to become a Naval Flight Officer. Think of Top Gun. She wants to be Goose. So after about 9 months in Florida, Jen and I called it quits. I moved back up to Connecticut and here I am. I am still a CVS manager and happy to be home with my friends and the remnants of my family. Also, I am currently dating a 47 year old woman.
So that’s me in a nutshell. Some people will find me interesting and humorous in a dark way. I definitely look at the world a bit differently and I am not afraid to say it. Some people will find me pretentious and I have been called cocky more than a few times; however, that mostly by people that really don’t know me all to well.
My pieces here are going to be a blog of sorts or just interesting perspectives of every day life. Well, my every day life at least. I do appreciate all those that read this. I hope I can hold your interest at least for a bit. I am not going to say that I don’t care about that, because I do, but I am writing this mostly for myself. A journal or something to that nature. But why not give other people a chance to see my world. I think it’s interesting.
I just got finished watching The Salton Sea with a buddy of mine. It is one of my favorite movies. My friend likes heady movies like Christopher Nolan’s manifesto Inception and the overly heady Donnie Darko. I think that The Salton Sea is pretty heady, but not on par with the others; however, I absolutely love the movie. The dark humor while seeing into the world of the tweaker. The gut wrenching death of Val Kilmer’s movie wife. The twists and just the small idiosyncrasies of the film. It’s just beautiful. My friend enjoyed it well enough. I think the second viewing would allow him a better understanding and a deeper meaning. Maybe not, but whatever.
What I always find interesting in this movie or other drug related movies, like Spun, is the lack of money talk. The Californian home that doubles as the tweaker haven in The Salton Sea has to be a hefty rental. Where is this money coming from? Drug users use up all their money for the use of the drugs. I mean, I fully concious of the fact that it is a movie. I get it; however, I watch the show “Intervention” and the users always find a way to score more drugs. In a way that must be so relieving. Yeah, you have no money, but somehow you still end up with drugs and whatever to survive. Who the fuck cares how you get it? It’s there.
That’s a vacation in itself. Just not having to worry about money. Screw the obvious vacation factor of doing the drugs. But just not having to think about paying bills, getting food and normal things people worry about. That’s freeing. Too bad it seems the only ones that can get by with this are druggies.
I’m reading through my first odd and/or end. It’s not very good, it’s flawed but it’s late and this is an ongoing thing. Check back to see what’s new. I’ll try to post a lot. We’ll see how that goes with working 60-70 work weeks. Thanks for stopping by.