I know it's asking a WHOLE LOT but

[kleenexwoman]

I'm tired and hungry and I have things to clean and write. I'm going to post about my amazing fucking adventures over spring break when I get a chance, but right now you can have some memey shit.

Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on yaoi, favorite type of underwear, graphic techniques, etc. Repost in your own journal so that we can all learn more about each other.

and

1. Reply to this post, and I will pick three of your icons.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts. [note: plz to be specifying that you'd like icon tagged]
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon squee. Whoo!

grace_in_spades wanted me to explain:

The eyes in the icon belong to Danny Elfman. The lyrics are from the song "Insanity" (note: video could be considered a little creepy), from their 1994 album "Boingo." (The album is not nearly as silly as the name implies. In fact, it's fairly dark.)
I use this icon to denote the following:
--Something pertains to Danny Elfman or someone he's had professional contact with
--I feel subversive and/or wicked
--REDHEADS ROWR

This is from a fifteenth-century mural in Segovia, Spain. I did not take the picture myself, just cropped it and sharpened it a bit. I don't know why the child's eyes are so dark. Perhaps Segovia had an infestation of the "Village of the Damned" kids.
I use this icon to denote the following:
--Children are evil
--Something spooky is going on
--I want to make you slightly uncomfortable

The lyrics come from the Groovie Ghoulies' song "Zombie Crush". The picture is from some movie poster, but I don't remember which one. :(
I use this icon to denote the following:
--Something involves zombies, mad science, or body parts being futzed with
--I am secretly in love with you
--Shut the fuck up

Also: What does the phrase "writing with neurological ink" mean to you?

Comments

[elefwin.livejournal.com]

can I has the icon meme pls?

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

[drworm.livejournal.com]

Also: What does the phrase "writing with neurological ink" mean to you?

Spinal fluid in the ol' fountain pen.

Let's all talk about Man from UNCLE and/or those late night depressing political/sociological discussions!

Pick for me some icons 3.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Ooh, okay, here are some I have always wondered about:


Illya and Napoleon are going to defect to THRUSH and use their superior intellect and morality to take over the world and unite it in productive, cooperative, and socialist technological fascism. Where everyone is gay. \o/

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

:3 Aw, thank you.

I want to know if you seriously think people who believe that Jesus is everything He says He was/ is are delusional.
Philosophically, kind of, but it's a sliding scale. I don't think anyone can be totally right about the way the universe works anyway--to that extent, we are all in some way delusional. It's just a set of beliefs I think describes the workings of the universe with less accuracy than many others.
Clinically, no, not necessarily. I think it's a belief that may be based on incomplete or biased information, or a sort of ongoing glitch in the way causal patterns are processed, usually based on that incomplete or biased information (or on social pressures). Which is an unnecessarily complicated way of saying that I think people interpret the New Testament as historically accurate or of events as being influenced by Jesus because of the way they're taught or socially influenced to view the world, not because they're mentally ill.
I certainly don't think this is a phenomenon that's unique to belief in Jesus, or to spirituality in general--I don't really like to separate religious beliefs from other beliefs in terms of the psychological or sociological reasons for those beliefs to exist.

I hope this all makes sense? I sometimes get overly jargon-y...

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

What does your brain predict for how this whole damn political year is gonna shake down? We've got New York politix gone to bosh (thank you Eliot not-Ness); the black vs. woman factor; and the generational shift re: McCain (1937), HRC (1947), and Obama (1961)? Will there be rioting in the streets of Denver? A brokered convention? Will the talking heads on the idiot box actually select our leader? And what, what, what would the bastard lovechild of Thomas Jefferson, Sally Hemings, and Abraham Lincoln have to say about it in this, the approaching bicentennial of both the Railsplitter and Charles Darwin? (Yes, I know it's a three-way and can't actually produce offspring and also the parallel years of fertility don't match up. We're playing with historical ether here.)

From least likely to most likely

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

--Barack Obama will win and immediately set about unleashing the iron fist hidden in that strong-yet-gentle (and sensitive) hand, turning America into a crushing dictatorship of hope and understanding.
--Barack Obama will be assassinated. Conspiracy theories pop up immediately surrounding his death. There is mild unrest and many protests, but the basic governmental structure of the government keeps on chugging along.
--John McCain will get the presidental nomination and choose some formerly reasonably well-known has-been Hollywood dude to run as his running mate.
--Hillary Clinton will either be vice president or lose to the Republicans, and no matter what she does she will act miffed but not uncouth, proceed to attempt to run politics from the background, and be constantly rebuffed.
--The other Republican candidates will fade away. One will become a frequent guest star on a televangelism show.
--Ron Paul will be the newest Independent joke.

Re: From least likely to most likely

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Lovely icon . . . did you know that song already, or had I told it to you? Just to stick it to the Nasties, long dead though they may be, I'm having Chinese for dinner tonight. A Jew eating barbaric Asian food -- nothing could be finer.

McCain's considering the governor of Florida, Charlie Crist, for his veep. I dunno. The dude has one of those weird pumpkin-colored "tans" you get from taking dye pills rather than tanning the honest way (in a nap-and-bake oven at the mall). Do we really want a TV anchorman in the number-two slot?

Looks like we get to do another vote here in Michigan, so get ready for that (cough*Obama*cough).

[dr-ninjapants.livejournal.com]

Your 3rd icon pic is from Dee Snyder's Strangeland. That's Dee Snyder of Twisted Sister. I haven't seen the movie in years and years but I remember digging it when I did see it.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Awesome. I thought Dee Snider had something to do with it. I shall have to dig it up and watch it, then.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Watch it twice, so Dee Snider gets 2x the royalties. He could probably use the extra meal (there's only so many places in L.A. that'll take blood donations from a hair-metal veteran with that many tattoos).

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Also: What does the phrase "writing with neurological ink" mean to you?

That I was sitting there suffering from writer's block when all of a sudden I stuck my pen up my nose, pierced my sinuses, got brain blood all over the tip, and in so doing jogged my creativity and wound up scribbling about fifteen furious pages in red lettering before I passed out and fell forward, smashing my face on the desk and blocking the bleeding, allowing it to clot.

[blueeye-jedi.livejournal.com]

I would like you to write about what you think about when you stare at the ceiling at night, too wired to sleep but too tired to get up and blog about. Are you afraid of the dark?

And, um, hit me with... whatever?

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

I think about trains, and I get a little freaked out sometimes, because I still worry about getting run over by one. I think about the Wyoming Project video and hope that I won't suddenly hallucinate it. I wonder where the cats are. I wonder if Sammi and Jake (in the next room) are asleep or awake and just being very quiet. I wonder if there's anyone awake in the whole apartment complex and try to imagine what they're doing. Imagining the mundane lives of other people is a really good way to put yourself to sleep. I used to make up stories at night to put myself to sleep, but I always got too involved in them and would stay up just to finish them, so it really defeated the purpose.
I'm not afraid of the dark, but I don't like it because I have a bad memory for where things are and I don't like bumping into things.

Question back at you, actually, since it's quite a good one.

Icons!

[blueeye-jedi.livejournal.com]

Chibi Jen was something done by an Alma friend, I use it when I'm feeling whimsical or nostalgic.

Mekhet Symbol is my "Sofia" icon, used for posting about Cam stuff or with any IC entries.

The CMU one is new--just made it tonight. For when I'm pissy at CMU. Yes, people may steal it.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

*all whiny* Do myyyyyyyyyy icons! Mnnnnnnnnnnnn!

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Sorry for like the eight billionth reply to this post, but . . . I thought those were your eyes on that first icon. Somewhat graphically altered, but yours nonetheless. Are you sure you're not just fucking with us here?

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Yeah, didn't we have this conversation once before? They are most definitely Danny Elfman's eyes. Perhaps there is indeed some resemblance, but I never starred in a video with evil monkey puppets.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

. . . or did you? Check yer records. (No, seriously. I have, in the most repressed part of my brain, a visual of when my aunt tried to get me and my father to audition for a peanut butter commercial when I was about six years old. Someday I'm gonna be giving a speech or driving a car or something, and bang, that memory's gonna flash up to the frontal lobes and cause a disaster.)