Luddite Unleashed

Posted in life on December 29th, 2008 by emmajames

Engrossing novels, long walks along pine needle-cushioned paths, friendly philosophical debates while caught in doorways – these things bring me pleasure. Widgets, RSS feeds, CSS sheets, HTML, and all other computer-based acronyms – these things make me want to pull my hair out, one deep-rooted follicle at a time. I adopt each new technological advance only after it is tried, true, and passé. As an example, I acquired a digital camera only after the hard-working folks at CVS gave me a blank stare when asked where the Kodak envelopes were in which I could drop my film for developing. It is with deep shock, therefore, that I find myself embracing the blogosphere, tweet world, and “social media” prior to the creation of whatever comes after the web.

Luddite laptop created by Big Time Attic

Luddite laptop created by Big Time Attic

How did this happen? Ignorance, I tell you. I had no idea that my spontaneous decision mere weeks ago to documenting things that bring me pleasure would thrust me so deeply into the alternate universe of technology. I have spent the waning days of 2008 learning more about FeedBurner, favicons, and FTPs than I ever thought I’d need to know. Ever. The journey has tested me, perhaps made me stronger, and certainly made it easier to subscribe to my blog. And it is not over. As I reflect on what 2009 may bring, I know I have much to learn, and not just about web 2.0. I couldn’t be more excited!

Magic Pill

Magic Pill

I’ve always been a magic pill kind of person. I just want to flip a switch or press a button and have what I want, EXACTLY what I want, appear in working fashion before me. Patience is a virtue I misplaced in the process of exiting the womb – except I was delivered by C-section, but you get the picture.

Recently, however, I’ve found myself noticing signposts leading away from the magic pill approach to life. I’m not saying that I plan on diving into any wombs to retrieve an errant virtue. Or anything else, for that matter. I am saying that my intention in the coming months is to rewrite my story, the one about who I am and what I can and cannot do in this amazing life. Perhaps I am not such a Luddite after all. And if that is the case, what else may or may not be true about myself?

So here’s to discarding expectations, and joyfully embracing the unknown in 2009. Let’s be pleasurably surprised by what we reveal of ourselves and what we let ourselves achieve. Happy New Year!

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Little Joy

Posted in melodies on December 23rd, 2008 by emmajames

It has been 22 days since Nic Harcourt screwed me, and I’m here to report that I have recovered from my heartbreak just enough to begin a mild flirtation with Jason Bentley.  I think things may get serious, though, now that Jason has rewarded me with a little joy – or, more accurately, Little Joy.  For those of you too distracted by inconsequential things like the failing economy, let me provide you the broad strokes about Little Joy.

Little Joy is a band, a fantastic band, created by Strokes drummer Fabrizio Moretti, Los Hermanos guitarist Rodrigo Amarante, and Binki Shapiro, whose totally fab name exempts her from having to have done anything but who is actually annoyingly talented as well. The band is named for one of those quintessential L.A. cocktail lounges that Swingers made almost obsolete, and it creates super-duper, simple, happiness-inducing music.  The eponymous debut album has been out almost two months, on Rough Trade Records, and the three musicians stopped by KCRW to talk to Jason this week.  I purred in response.

Stephen Troussé at Pitchfork says, “Little Joy is not going to stop the world or change your life, but it’s one of the sweetest, most listenable, consistently enjoyable records of the season.” I would argue that Little Joy is even more pleasurable than that.  But then again, I do have a soft spot for anything involving Brazilians – deixei um pedacinho de meu coraçao no Brasil. There’s another reason, however, that I like Little Joy, a reason that has nothing to do with their melodies.

Every time I hear Little Joy, I think… Little Death – le petit mort – The Big O! And yes, this is how my brain really works. Does that make me a nymphomaniac? Well, since word association is the only evidence I’m revealing at this time, I’ll vote no. Besides, who can blame me? Everyone knows orgasms feel much more like Big Joys than Little Deaths. Stubbing one’s toe, suffering a migraine, listening to George W. Bush – those are Little Deaths. So I have to love a band that makes me think happy thoughts. And I have to love Jason Bentley for giving me Little Joy in the morning this past week. As for the Big Joy… well, I don’t need Jason for that.

Little Joy \”Next Time Around\” on YouTube

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Bathtubs

Posted in pretty things on December 20th, 2008 by emmajames

Why does everyone go insane on the weekend before Christmas? There is madness on the roads, madness in the malls, madness amongst the trees…  The only way to retrieve my equilibrium and, if I’m lucky, regain a pleasurable enough mood to venture out this evening for my social fix, is full submersion in a nice hot bath.  Yes, a steamy soak is just the ticket for complete stress-relief.  And to help me ignore the lead poisoning risk I am taking by sinking into my desperately-in-need-of-re-enamelling bathtub, I’ll draw attention to other people’s bathtubs.

Most Psychedelic Bathtub: No, this is not just a very large pipe.

By Tetsuya Makamura

By Tetsuya Makamura

Most Mod Bathtub: Perfect for one’s exhibitionist tendencies.

Wasauna's Glass Bathtub

By Wasauna

Most Bachelor-Friendly Bathtub: Has remote-activation capabilities, and definitely not kid-friendly.

By Sorgente

By Sorgente

Most Romantic Bathtub: It’s all about those curlycues, and it’s called “Moonlight.”

By Maax

By Maax

Most Multi-Purpose Bathtub: The ultimate loft accessory.

By Malin Lundmark

By Malin Lundmark

Most Bond-esque Bathtub: Just add your favorite Bond Girl in silhouette.

By Mastella

By Mastella

Most Hemingway-esque Bathtub: The Old Man would have sunk in this stone boat for sure.

By Antonio Lupi

By Antonio Lupi

Most Cleverly Reused Bathtub: Reuse.  Recycle.  Save the Planet.

By Reestore.com Designers

By Reestore.com Designers

Most Outrageous Bathtub: Conceptual only, as far as I can tell, but with a $47K tag and 2 HDTVs, I don’t know whether to be horrified or titillated.

By Water Games Technologies

By Water Games Technologies

Just look at what we who own basic white bathtubs are missing!  Or, perhaps not?

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2008: Most Pleasurables

Posted in life on December 17th, 2008 by emmajames

Since the world seems obsessed with lists at the moment – I mean really, people, a whole issue of Time Magazine! – and, to my chagrin, I find myself oddly drawn to them as if they were Pixy Stix, I have decided to jump on the band wagon with one of my own.  My list highlights the most pleasurable things about 2008, from my perspective, in case you didn’t infer that from the title.  Perhaps it is the beginning of a tradition, perhaps not.  It is still too early to tell…

  1. Obama’s Win. Tears of joy over that one.  And relief.  For days.  In fact, I’m still giddy.
  2. My New Niece. She was actually born in 2007, but I got to know her this year and she is one very cool chic.
  3. Bella, My Cat. I’m actually more of a dog person and, based on her behavior in the window sill, so is she, so some adjustments had to be made.  We’ve worked everything out and I am now at her beck and call.
  4. Having A Job. Money isn’t everything, but only an idiot would think it was nothing.
  5. Duffy’s Debut, Rockferry. I’m kinda addicted to it.  It makes me want a bouffant.
  6. MacBook Pro. I finally converted from a PC this year, primarily because my Dell kept crashing and I was tired of talking to Pakistan and I hated myself for being tired of talking to Pakistan, but what this little baby lets you do with two fingers — well, let’s just say it hits the spot.
  7. Playing With B. It’s simple.
  8. The Shield Finale. It’s complicated.
  9. Anne Klein Black Patent Heels. Every girl’s got to have her favorite sexy shoes, and these 3-inch babies are comfy to boot.
  10. This Year’s Best Tent Pole Flick, Iron Man. I heart Robert Downey, Jr.
  11. Libraries. I rediscovered them this year.  They let you have any book you want, for two weeks, for free.  Amazing.
  12. Massimo Carlotto’s The Goodbye Kiss. Italy’s answer to Raymond Chandler, and one more reason to love Italy.
So there you have it, twelve things that brought me pleasure this year, one for every month.  Your turn.
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Winter Lights

Posted in art & literature, life on December 12th, 2008 by emmajames

Living in Los Angeles is a bit like living in a Vegas casino – and I’m not talking The Wynn, more like Circus Circus. Not only do you forget here that humans naturally age, and that unattractive people can be happy without having to own a studio or a Bentley, but you also lose track of time. Particularly now that television networks are launching new series throughout the year, it is very difficult to follow the passing of the seasons. Winter, and the accompanying December holidays, arrives as a particular shock. Dread starts to set in – How could this have happened? Where did June, July, and August go? What the hell am I going to get Dad that he doesn’t already have? and How can I possibly get done everything I resolved to accomplish in 2008 in the next two weeks? The simplest way to kill the dread is by smothering it with pleasure.

Here are a couple tips:

1) Find something pretty to look at, and focus on it until your eyes get tired. This works much better than sticking your head under a pillow and moaning.

I’d suggest Rune Guneriussen’s photographs, for starters.

Lamps Perched in Snow-Covered Trees

Lamps Perched in Snow-Covered Trees

Whimsical and fanciful and fabulous, don’t you think? I want the above scenario in my back yard, except I don’t have a back yard.

The flag of Norway.

The flag of Norway.

Rune Guneriussen is from Norway, where being whimsical and fanciful and fabulous is the norm – anything to combat the lack of sunlight and a Viking ancestry. In creating a world where inanimate objects – lamps, chairs, phones – come to life, he is able to transport us to an alternate universe and tell a story so clearly you might just swear you heard what the lamp shades were whispering to each other.

2) Relax and/or have a nice romp with someone you like. Both actions are good for your circulation, which is important for keeping you warm in the winter.

Since your eyes are now tired from staring at Rune Guneriussen’s amazing photographs, go into a darkened room and light a candle. If you are with someone, someone with whom you’d eventually like to do a little hanky-panky, I suggest you use a bwarm candle from BSwish. It comes in three different scents – fig wood, rose patchouli, and amber. Not only does this candle smell amazing, it is beautiful. It comes in a simple, clean, sensually curved, white ceramic holder. And it has one or two tricks up its proverbial sleeve. (Full disclosure: a) I’m not getting a kick-back from BSwish, b) BSwish also makes some cute sex toys, and c) you can get the candle via the Amazon widget in the sidebar.)

bwarm amber scented candle

bwarm candle - amber

Not only is candlelight more gentle on tired eyes – unless you are trying to read fine print, it is the most flattering form of light. If I was into physics I might be able to tell you why that’s the case, but physics fills me with dread and this is all about ridding ourselves of that, right?

The BSwish candles are made from soy wax, which is better for your health and the environment. But there’s an even better benefit – soy wax melts at a lower temperature. And what’s to be done with not-so-hot hot wax? This is where the someone you brought with you comes into play.

That feels good...

That feels good...

When the wax in these particular candles melts, it magically turns into an awesome massage oil. Here, again, I could explain how it’s not really magic, if I was into chemistry, but chemistry also fills me with dread unless it’s the pheromone kind. Regardless, the massage oil pours perfectly from the ingeniously designed ceramic holder and the secret purpose for its shape is now revealed.

If you are sufficiently invigorated by whatever happens after the candle starts melting, it is time to venture out into the night. Or, if you’ve found the right someone, stay in and follow tip #3 another day. Either way, don’t forget to blow out the candle. We have enough fires in California already, and forests need to be preserved.

3) The closest we come to a forest in the middle of Los Angeles is Griffith park. Every December, the Los Angeles Department of Water and Power creates the Holiday Light Festival. It consists of a series of tableaus – some cheesy, most seemingly from the 70’s, and the occasional inventive creation – outlined in Christmas lights along a strip of road through the park, and open for the public to view.

Hello Frosty

Hello Frosty

I highly recommend taking the walking tour, partly because the traffic can get squirrely but mostly because it’s just more pleasurable to wander at your leisure. It gives you a chance to listening to the squeals of excited kids, who hopefully don’t know what dread even is yet, and the sardonic quips of jaded hipsters, who pretend to be unfazed by the holiday pomp.

A walk through the Holiday Light Festival gives you a chance to rediscover that you actually like living in a casino Los Angeles. It gives you a chance to accept the passage of time. It gives you a chance to soak up the particular joy evoked by this time of year.

After all, there is something truly pleasurable about light in winter.

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