I don't know you can not watch Stephen Curry of the Golden State Warriors play, and not love him. This is one of the smallest guys on the court, but he is a deadly accurate shooter, and very skilled ball handler. I know the best NBA player of all-time is Michael Jordan. His greatness will never be eclipsed, sorry LeBron. But right now there is no other player in the NBA I'd rather watch than Stephen Curry. It's like when he shoots the ball, it's going in, even from long, long range. He's perfect. The perfect shooter.
The strive for perfection. Some people have it, some people don't give a shit about it. Take me & my brother, Derek. Me, I want nice things. My brother, could care less. My brother is loved by everybody he ever meets. Me, I'm an asshole that everyone hates usually at first sight, but for some people who start off giving me the benefit of the doubt it takes a little longer. I'm the perfectionist. My brother is the loveable slob. Maybe perfection isn't all it's cracked up to be. And some people like Jordan, Stephen Curry, and LeBron James make it look so easy. Why I can still remember an NBA came where Michael Jordan actually closed his eyes when he was shooting a freethrow.
I la-ove the Oscars. I get so hyper-inspired by watching them, there aren't words to say. To me the Oscars mean the best of the best. People like me--only people who are recognized for their work which is something I have yet to acheive. BUT, the Oscar feed that inner desire within me to do my best.
So what is my best. Well, I'm constantly striving for that. Don't think I'm the best writer in the world, but I do try. Sometimes I just shake my head at myself and I just gotta laugh. The prolog for my epic fantasy novel started out at like 26 pages, it's now up to nearly 60. But that's what the constant strive for perfection does to works of art, it lenghens them and adds depth.
I can spend hours on one single paragraph. Tweeking it. Re-listening to in. Then tweeking it again. In all honesty, writing is a grind--even when you love the subject matter in which you are writing. And I do love what I'm writing, I guess I'm just too experimental and slow witted. Really, I'm quite the dipshit.
But sometimes even dipshits can strive for some misguided form of perfection. Who knows, maybe someday I'll even be done. (Just don't hold your breath it won't be anytime soon concerning this epic fantasy novel)
Lots of fun distractions these days too to occupy myself with. Have done a lot of work on the home improvement front. Finished building that bin in the garage to hold wood. Got the garage in a managable form of organizaion. And I even cut up that fallen tree in our septic field and got most of the wood stacked in that wood bin I built. So proudly I attest that work IS being done to transform my parent's 5 acres from a dilapetated state, to something nice. And even my unkept brother who has heart issues is trying to help out a little.
Got my tax refund back, but can't cash the check yet till I check with the IRS. This year I tried using an IRS sposored e-file, thought drinking beer would make the process more enjoyable, but in doing so I fucked-up and didn't clock in the jury duty money I earned in 2015. Sooo... I had to mail in an ammended tax form siting the correct amout I was due back. But when I got the check from the IRS, I found they gave me the higher amount of the e-filie, instead of the ammended form I sent in to them. Not sure if I should cash this check, or if they intend to send a 2nd check for the right ammount. Gotta call the IRS tomorrow and TRY to get some answers.
So what's on the docket for the next week? Well-p gotta clean my room, and finish splitting and stacking some wood I cut up in the forest. I'm finding out that running a chainsaw is good workout that gets me tired pretty quick. Gotta be careful with that too, running a chainshaw is very dangerous. Also I need to finish digging out the stump of the fallen tree I cut up in our septic field. BYW: in rural location the "septic field" is the area where your septic tanks are burried. It takes all the waste water from your house, and in the event it gets plugged up or goes bad it MAY need to be dug up. Hence, you don't plant trees in your septic field. Anywho...
Chris Rock did an OUTSTANDING job hosting the 2016 Oscars. I really liked his opening monolog and liked what he had to say. Chris Rock is an awesome speaker, funny too. I hope he gets to host the show again, because of all the Oscar telecast I've can remember watching, he was the best host--by far! The worst would probably be Ellen DeGeneris. You'd think that she would have been the best, but that year she was snapping off pictures of herself with Hollywood stars in the midsn't of the telecast was really off-setting to me. That, and the fact that she's a reknown comedian who wasn't funny at all when she was hosting the Osars, imo.
After watching the 2016 Oscars probably the biggest shock to me was how many Oscars "The Fury Road" won. Even after seeing "Spotlight" with the Oscar for best picture I STILL have no intention of ever watching it; being a Christian I just don't like the subject matter of trying to expose priests' infedelities in film Is that an important news item? You bet! But to watch a film about that... Not for for me. Not ever. Kinda just like "Room": the story about a woman and her son's escape from being held captive against their will. Remember that story from a suburb in Clevleland, right? Again, an important NEWS story, just not something I wanna see for 1-1/2 to 2 hours played out on the silver screen.
Though writing is grind for me, I love doing it. I think I'm very good story teller, it just takes me a while to get there. I'm a grinder. Always have been. I've always been that kind of guy who wanted to be good, but never really was. NEVER good at sports. NEVER good with people. Seldom good around the house. Kind of an asshole, but a self-realized asshole if that makes any difference to you.
Gosh, I do want to work with Judd Apatow. Gosh, I do want to work with Alejandro Innaritu. The Oscars will always get dreamers like me to dream. Dream, and strive for perfection--like Stephen Curry.