What I should have been doing

Sunday March 13, 2005 - 2:29AM EDT

Tonight I should have finished cutting the music for a webpage. It will only take about 30 mins to do and I have the page layout complete. All I need to do is cut the files and upload them. But I just couldn't get up to do it. I turned on the sound editing computer and started the program and imported the files, but for some illogical reason I just couldn't do it. My mind was ocuppied with other things and I just couldn't focus enough on this task (sorry huff). So as always when this type of thing happens I go to the movies. I go to the movies a lot, so this happens a lot.

I've been thinking recently about the notion of hard work. You know what I am talking about, hard work to get somewhere or accomplish something. Along with that notion I remeber what a former boss of mine used to say, "I don't like to work hard, I like to work smart." So I take that tidbit and the notion of hard work that one hears so much from everybody. Then I come to the overwhelming criticism of my generation from the previous generations about being lazy and whatnot and not wanting to work hard. So, maybe such criticism isn't exclusive to my generation but is the general tone between generations. I think about the raging criticism, and in it something gets lost. Within the cacaphony of those touting the benefits of hard work or those that decry the slovenliness of not working hard being the reason for certain detriments something is completely lost. The focus becomes hard work. Hard work? That is what you hear. Some harp on this hard work and I am begining to seriously question that. I keep going back to the quote from my former boss. No one wants to work hard. Working hard is bullshit and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Never work because it is hard or work for the sake of working. That is just plain stupid. When I heard the past generations decry our laziness I didn't know what to think. Now I just want to laugh. I don't think such criticisms are leveled with the meanings they seem to have. Something gets lost. The previous generation look at what has changed and question our commitment our work ethic. We live those changes and wonder what the hell these clowns are talking about. Life isn't static. One doesn't need to plow the fields everyday. Lets be sure for a second and say that in some cases it is as simple as working hard, but don't get to excited with that. Hard work is in the background, a byproduct. Something that doesn't need to be mentioned. It will affect nothing by saying it or not saying it. This whole rant is in relation to the general rebellion towards work-life that is taking place. We don't want to slave at desks for hours on end doing jackshit. Maybe our parents did it but it doesn't mean we have to(no matter how much some people say we do), we have to progress and move on. Maybe they are just bitter at wasting their lives...nah they're not bitter(at least most of them aren't...I think) they just don't know what else there is. Because they slaved away we know there is much more and we can do better, so quit the criticism it helps no one (and make you look like the stupid one in my opinion)

I saw Million Dollar Baby. I was good. It won a bunch of Oscars and deservedly so but it wasn't the kind of film that sticks in my mind. It was one of those simple films with just a few main characters that I like. Quiet with no thumping music or loud sounds. Simple plot nothing edgy, just raw, but not ultra-raw, movie raw, just enough grit to make you feel it but not so much to make you cringe. I guess it was a sad ending, but I didn't really feel anything. The movie waws like it followed all the rules of movie making to a T and did it great but it just wasn't ambitious in trying new things. It was like the movie was seemlessly put together from many different movies. The underdog athelete story, the inspirational trainer, the broken down old man, the guilt ridden old man, the poor waitress. It was made up of characters you've seen before in a story that is all to familiar but the characters were combined. The poor waitress was also the underdog athelete, the guilt ridden old man was also the inspirational trainer. The main characters were deep and you wanted to know more about them. It was a great movie, I don't know what else to say.

Oh yeah, today I saw a Toyota Prius(hybrid electric vehicle) with a vanity license plate that read "BOO OPEC". I thought it was funny.