Thu 29th Dec, 2005, Recommendations

The year in review

This was without a doubt the longest year of my life.

I battled health problems, financial difficulties, became unemployed for the longest span of my life and finally looked within myself to who I really was.

I swallowed my pride and reconnected with my brother even though every time I see him it pains me.

I bonded with sister but there is still a wall between us, we are two very different people.

I hung out with one of my young cousins and saw what it might be like to see myself raising a son.

I immersed myself into photography, which opened up a whole new world.

I started writing on a consistent basis for the first time since high school.

I began to see the limitations of what I will be able to do physically for the rest of my life and it made me sad but at the same time thankful that I had done almost everything I had dreamed of doing in that realm and do things that most people will never do.

I saw my first opening day in person at Safeco field. Richie Sexson hit two homeruns and they won, it was the highlight of a long season.

I had one of the finest meals of my life and that’s saying a lot because I’ve had some immensely satisfying meals.

I talked about things with a good friend of mine that I’ve never been able to talk to anyone about.

I watched far too much tv and surfed the internet excessively. I didn’t read as many books as I should have but I read a lot anyways.

I came up with a lot of questions that I am still struggling to answer:
What if my best isn’t good enough and will never be?
What if I wasn’t meant to excel?
What if my greatest achievements are barely even obstacles for others?
Did I wait too long to make my move?
Wasted opportunity or just no opportunities to make?
Was there something I was supposed to achieve? Some path I didn’t take?
Is it only in our dreams where man can be truly free?
What will my legacy be?
How easily will I be forgotten?
Who will speak of me?
What will they say?
Does anyone really know who am I and what I strived to be?
Did I need someone else to push me to succeed? Is an inner drive a given or just seeded by another?
Are thoughts and aspirations the only place where hope lies?

A year of looking at things from a different viewpoint, striving to find my own voice…. living at times in quiet desperation.

Getting angry, getting violent, finding pleasure in unseemly things. Reaching out…falling down…staying down…reveling in the low points.

Tried to stop thinking about what is right or wrong and began believing that my truest instincts are the ones to follow. To not have to think but just act.

Knowing that I might never know who I really am. Battling inner conflicts and failed expectations. Invented artificial boundaries to help me feel secure and then trying to break them down.

Fought tremendous demons but succumbed to temptation.

At times felt all alone and desperate.

Not knowing what the future holds and being at peace with it.

Finding at times an empty soul and inflated pride, knowing that we shall at some point… go cold and die.

2005 was a profound year for me in a lot of ways, through fear, chaos, pain and desperation I found some clarity that I might not have discovered if I hadn’t broken the mold of my boring existence. At my lowest moments came my greatest insights. I am still not sure if it was a turning point or the ending but I know now that I am closer to finding the answers that I am seeking.

Wed 28th Dec, 2005, Recommendations

Searching for passion

Every person sees the world through a framework of education and experience that they’re proud experts about. We want to think that we have at least part of the world figured out even if it’s something small and relatively insignificant.

When you talk to someone about their field of expertise, you’ll notice how people really shine when they talk about what they know well. Being around that shine can be a very rewarding experience, it can also be scary as hell because you are truly looking at what that person lives for.

I’ve seen some very passionate people in my life and I would even consider myself to be in that same category but it seems that I tend to judge people if I feel that the passion is misguided. Who am I to judge them and what they find joy and solace in? Why is it that I feel that because I don’t feel the same passion as they do that it some how diminishes what they do?

What is a great day for someone can be the exact opposite for another; some of us seem so different you wonder how anyone gets along at all. Maybe that’s why polite society exists, to ensure that we don’t just pull out a knife and gut the bastard who has 20 items and is paying by check at the quick checkout at the grocery store. Sure that might be an overstatement but what stops us from pointing out that this person just might be the reason the world is a shitty place sometimes. Maybe he is the same type of guy that doesn’t merge when there is interstate construction and then wants to merge at the last possible second causing everyone else to let him in and thus causing much slower access for everyone. His individual action contributes to ill will of society and we just let him skate through ours and his life with a perpetual get out of jail free card.

What is really wrong with subscribing to an emotionally barren and destructive philosophy? Or being an anarchist who gets his rocks off on disaster, tragedy and dissolution? Isn’t it at these times we start to examine the things that we have avoided most of our lives? Why we are here? Who we are? What happens when we die? Is this life even real or a preplanned set of events that we have no control over? It seems when I contemplate these mysteries is when I feel the most alive even though it might depressing or frightening to do so.

Life alternates between chaos and control, chaos and control…..maybe its time to flip it around and embrace the chaos and leave the control for much much later.

Wed 7th Dec, 2005, Recommendations

Vios con dios

I have been sharing my thoughts on this blog and others for over a year now. I’ve changed a lot in that time and also gained some perspective but at this moment I don’t feel that I have much more to gain from the experience so I wont be updated this blog for some time to come, if ever.

Recently I received some unfortunate news and I have been up all night thinking about where I go from here. I have witnessed a few people in my life that just withered away and turned into something that they never would have envisioned. Its not something that I will let happen to myself, if I can help it.

I’ve changed quite a bit in the past 6 years and I cant say im very proud of that fact. I have had some good times with good friends but I am not the person I was hoping to have become at this point in my life. It has nothing to do with money or success but what kind of legacy I would have left behind when I departed. Being respected is one of the many things that has eluded me and I only have myself to blame, because at the end that’s all we truly have is our respect and dignity. We all die alone but some of us live on in the hearts and minds of the people we had gained the respect of.

I wish you all good luck with your future endeavors and hope that you can make your dreams a reality.

‘Don’t be dismayed at goodbyes,
a farewell is necessary before you can
meet again and meeting again,
after moments or lifetimes,
is certain for those who are friends.’

Sun 4th Dec, 2005, Recommendations

Bare walls

Heard today that you are where you live. The place you spend the most amount of time in reflects who you are or what you’ve become.

When this came about I then looked around my sparse apartment for the first time and really examined how stark my existence was. Not real sure why but my walls are empty, I even have some art prints and framed movie posters that are leaning up against walls in the spare bedroom. Almost as if I’m waiting for some reason to hang them.

Sure I can look at it as if I’m incomplete somehow or thinking I’m in a temporary situation when its the exact opposite that is true. Maybe if I convince myself I’m in a transitional period than I don’t have to truly examine my current state. If I continually look at what’s next or what I hope will happen, I don’t have to live in the now. I can self apply the wool over my eyes and convince myself that I’m not the person I really am.

I can also look at it as though I don’t need those things to feel content. That I am comfortable being all alone in a stoic, benign room. Few people I’ve met can say the same thing. I can actually be happy, sad and even euphoric all by myself. Able to find solice in the quiet moments.

Not sure I really believe either of these thoughts as the self examined life can sometimes be a lot of bullshit. I hear filmmakers change how they feel about a certain movie as time moves on. Does perspective really give us insight or just the opportunity to edit ourselves? Almost making it seem like what we did in the past was so much more meaningful because we can perhaps speak more eloquently about it or even can express our thoughts clearer years after the fact.

The more I think I know the less I truly see.

Fri 2nd Dec, 2005, Recommendations

Money isnt everything

Came across an interesting article on independent movies, it was Giants top 50 of all time. I perused the list and I have to agree with most of it. I guess I never realized that some of the movies on the list were actually independent but what surprised me the most was the fact that so many of my favorite movies were on it as well. So without further ado its Unemployed Ben’s top 10 independant movies of all frickin time, in no particular order.

Reservoir Dogs - 1992
This movie holds certain memories for me, mostly from late night viewings with a living room full of people. This was at a time when I was working in restaurants and many of my friends happened to floor staff (Waiters), so when the movie is still in its infancy and Mr. Pink starts his dialogue about not tipping I will always remember the reactions of my friends, it always made the movie a lot more personal to me.

Favorite Quote

Mr. Brown: O.K., let me tell you what Like a Virgin’s about. It’s all about this cooze who’s a regular fuck machine, I’m talking morning, day, night, afternoon, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick.
Mr. Blue: How many dicks is that?
Mr. White: A lot.
Mr. Brown: Then one day she meets this John Holmes motherfucker and it’s like, whoa baby, I mean this cat is like Charles Bronson in the Great Escape, he’s digging tunnels. Now, she’s gettin’ the serious dick action and she’s feeling something she ain’t felt since forever. Pain. Pain. It hurts her. It shouldn’t hurt her, you know her pussy should be Bubble Yum by now, but when this cat fucks her it hurts. It hurts just like it did the first time. You see the pain is reminding a fuck machine what it once was like to be a virgin. Hence, “Like a virgin.”

Usual Suspects - 1995
This movie has in my opinion the greatest surprise ending in cinematic history, the kind of ending that made me stand up and shout to the screen ‘No fucking way’. It’s the type of ending that blows the entire movie away, you have no Idea what had actually happened and what was total bullshit. To this day when I watch it I still cant really decide what was real or not. Amazing movie with some of the most ‘in the moment’ acting ive ever seen.

Favorite Quote

Verbal: Who is Keyser Soze? He is supposed to be Turkish. Some say his father was German. Nobody believed he was real. Nobody ever saw him or knew anybody that ever worked directly for him, but to hear Kobayashi tell it, anybody could have worked for Soze. You never knew. That was his power. The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist.

Terminator - 1984
My memories are so vivid of the night I saw this for the first time. I was 15 years old and me and a buddy walked over 4 miles in the middle of the night to score some weed. A friend of his had some but neither of us had a car so we decided to walk. When we got there we proceeded to get seriously baked and then the guy that lived in the house decided to pop in this movie. We were all totally immersed in the story, when the movie ended all we did was talk about it over another session of pass the doobie. Soon me and my buddy realized it was 4am and we had to walk home again, luckily we actually decided to hitch a ride home and were almost immediately picked up by this professor from WWU. He drove us 95% of the way and we were able to sneak back home without any parental figures catching us.

Favorite Quote

[the Terminator arrives naked and encounters some punks]
Punk Leader: Nice night for a walk, eh?
The Terminator: Nice night for a walk.
Punk: Wash day tomorrow? Nothing clean, right?
The Terminator: Nothing clean. Right.
Punk Leader: Hey, I think this guy’s a couple cans short of a six-pack.
The Terminator: Your clothes - give them to me, now.
Punk Leader: Fuck you, asshole!

Mean Streets – 1973
I watched this movie with my brother and when it ended I was pretty much stunned quiet, I was just staring at the screen when the credits rolled. It was so raw and about a subject matter I was unfamiliar with at that point in my life. The first truly violent movie that I ever saw. After a few minutes my brother called me a fucking retard as he didn’t have the same reaction, I think he was pissed off that I had actually connected with this movie and he hadn’t. One of the many things that me and my brother would differ on.

Favorite Quote

Narrator: You don’t make up for your sins in church; you do it in the streets.

Drugstore Cowboy – 1989
First real drug movie I ever saw outside of Cheech and Chong. I remember being uncomfortable watching this movie, the real first time I had ever felt that way when watching a movie. It was so realistic that it made me think anyone was capable of being sucked into this life, was probably the biggest reason that I know why I never tried heroin.

Favorite Quote

Bob: You got a warrant?
Gentry: Yeah, I got a warrant.
[draws his gun and points it at Bob]
Gentry: I got it pasted on the end of one of these slugs. Now you give me any more shit, and I give you a good close look at one of ‘em.
Bob: Heavy, man. You guys been reading too much Mickey Spillane or something?

Grosse Pointe Blank – 1997
First romantic comedy that I ever enjoyed. More of a dark comedy than anything, I first saw it after a dinner party with a couple of female friends of mine. I was laughing my ass off the whole way through the film and it really reinforced my respect for John Cusack. Even though it was a violent film the women I was with seemed to enjoy it even more than I did. Its also very re-watchable and a good flick to recommend to a friend as most people haven’t seen it.

Favorite Quote

Debi: So, is there a Mrs. Mysterio?
Martin Q. Blank: No, but I do have a very nice cat?
Debi: Not the same.
Martin Q. Blank: Well, you don’t know my cat, it’s very demanding.
Debi: It? You don’t know if it’s a boy or girl?
Martin Q. Blank: I respect its privacy.

Swingers – 1996
This is an instant classic, it had its own vibe, its own language. Even though I had never been to L.A. I could relate to the false machismo and how a guy will almost say or do anything to get laid. Last scene of the movie is a favorite of mine as it really puts a huge divide between who are the good guys and who are the players and what that really means. So many scenes hit home. Everyone I knew was addicted to the same video games they were playing in a couple of scenes and the late night drunken phone call was so painful to watch. It just felt so real. I’ve seen this movie dozens of times and its always a good one to watch with some friends and some martinis.

Favorite Quote

Trent: I’m gonna make Gretzky’s head bleed for super fan 99 over here.

Lost in translation – 2003
As I am a huge Bill Murray fan I was pretty pumped to see this movie. I watched this one all alone and it was the perfect setting. The performances were so nuanced, it was a lot like what good jazz is, it is off beat. It wasn’t a movie about dialogue it was about subtlety in facial expressions and body language. I also liked the mystery at the end where whispered last words are never revealed. It was interesting to later read that the whole movie was shot commando style, they didn’t have permission to shoot anywhere due to the budget and cost of Japan so they just winged it. I think that it shows through in the movie, it just has a different feel to it.

Favorite Quote

Bob: Can you keep a secret? I’m trying to organize a prison break. We have to first get out of this bar, then the hotel, then the city, and then the country. Are you in or you out?
Charlotte: I’m in.

Blood Simple – 1984
I didn’t see this movie until almost 20 years after it was released. They re-released a director’s cut and I was able to see a midnight showing at a local theatre. This is one only 2 movies on this list I got to see on the big screen, as being from a small town independent movies never showed up here and when I was in Seattle I had only one mission, drink and see bands.

Favorite Quote

Private Detective Visser: [narrating] The world is full o’ complainers. An’ the fact is, nothin’ comes with a guarantee. Now I don’t care if you’re the pope of Rome, President of the United States or Man of the Year; somethin’ can all go wrong. Now go on ahead, y’know, complain, tell your problems to your neighbor, ask for help, ‘n watch him fly. Now, in Russia, they got it mapped out so that everyone pulls for everyone else… that’s the theory, anyway. But what I know about is Texas, and down here… you’re on your own.

Sideways – 2004
This movie hit home with me as I’ve had a lot of contact with pretentious wine connoisseurs. I’ve known people exactly like the ones portrayed in this movie thats why I seem to enjoy it more than most of my friends.

Favorite Quote

Jack: If they want to drink Merlot, we’re drinking Merlot.
Miles Raymond: No, if anyone orders Merlot, I’m leaving. I am NOT drinking any fucking Merlot!

Side note: I seem to be a little confused on what qualifies as an independent movie, ive heard it described as a film with no distribtution deal. But if a film company pays for production is it really independent? Im not really sure, I always prefer the stories of directors using credit cards to finance thier first movie but im not sure its really that common any longer with the new focus on the independent scene.

Thu 1st Dec, 2005, Recommendations

Say cheese

Due to me being Unemployed Ben for almost six months now I had to sell off my digital photography equipment. I enjoyed learning about photography but I also enjoyed having a place to stay and food to eat a little more. Ive been able to scrap up a little cash and am looking at buying a much cheaper camera than I had in the past. It got me looking looking back at some of pictures ive taken over the past 2 years or so and I fugured I would share a few with you.


A good friend, from the last game we saw together


Right outside my apartment, great light on this one


One is from the last season of Edgar at the safe


From my cousins AAU tourney


From a water taxi that toured the harbor


A shot of Ichiro’s unusual follow thru


A sunrise, the view is from my deck


One of my favorites, my niece harborside


Another shot from the water taxi


Taken as I was walking to my 34th BDay gathering


Seattle SuperSonics


Seattle Seahawks


Seattle Mariners