Post Secret

I have my own post secret for everyone:

Every time I go to my blog in a public place I am embarrassed by my photo and quickly scroll down so no one sees it.


If you haven't noticed the link to "Post Secret" on my blog, it is there at the bottom. It isn't for everyone though. Some of the secrets shared are pretty personal. I just like it because it makes complete strangers seem so human.

Area 51

So last night was officially my first clubbing experience and I had a blast! We ate at the Cheesecake Factory before heading over to the club and it was really nice. Food was great, company was great... it was just a good relaxing dinner. It's been awhile since I've been to that restaurant. If you've never been, everything I've ever had has been really good. And no, they don't just sell Cheesecake haha.

Studio 600 was closed, so we found this other club called Area 51. I've always been self-conscious when it comes to dancing. But lately I've kind of stopped caring what people think, and last night I totally let myself go. The environment helped a lot- fog, flashing lights, loud music. When we first got there the only people there were sitting in the bar or lounging and we were like the only ones dancing. I definitely wouldn't have done that in the past. Eventually, (like around midnight), more people showed up and it was even more fun. We stayed until it closed at 2.

I walked away feeling like I'd conquered some kind of fear or like I was able to finally get rid of whatever was holding me back. It was SO liberating! Despite it being a regular dance club (not Studio 600) all the people were really cool... which I sort of didn't expect. I guess I expected some rudeness or something. It felt good to be around other people that weren't the cookie-cutter BYU student... not that I'm not a cookie-cutter BYU student, but it is just nice to be in a more diverse place sometimes.

My insomnia, however, has managed to stick around despite 5 hours of dancing. I fell asleep around 8am and had to be at work at 10. The 2 nights before I only got 4-5 hours of sleep. Tonight I am definitely buying some NyQuil and SLEEPING.

That's all

Moon

So I went to see this low-budget indie-sci-fi movie in Salt Lake with some film friends and I really liked it. I was impressed with it. Very little money was spent on it, but it was really good. It played at Sundance where some of my friends saw it. It reminded me of a kind of sci-fi version of Cast Away except that I hated Cast Away. The character in this movie is just so interesting and complex that it works. Plus I was excited that they used the Korean word for love as the name of the moon-station and company.

Oh yeah, so it all takes place on the moon basically. And everything that is filmed on "the surface of the moon" was actually miniature models which we plan on using in an up-coming 3D Sci-fi space comedy. It was just exciting to see a good film made with little money and independent filmmakers.

Life in HD

I often think about how we are becoming more and obsessed with giving reality a face lift. We all do it. Our pictures go through photoshop and we report on exciting things we've seen or done on public blogs or networking sites. We hardly divulge the grimy and the mundane. Sometimes it irks me a little, even though I do it all the time, and even love doing it.

Then I was thinking... well, aren't our minds sort of the same way? I remember that when I lived with my family, for reasons I don't remember, I couldn't wait to be out of the house. Then, suddenly, when I was out on my own, I couldn't help but remember how wonderful it was and how loving we were and how much fun we had. After I had moved out, I always looked forward to going back and always seemed to have a really nice time at home. I think we naturally hold onto the good in our past. Sure, it may seem almost impossible for us to look past the harsh present, but the past always seems full of fond memories.

I guess I was thinking about this because I am working on editing a wedding video for some friends of mine. For ideas, I watched a lot of other videos on vimeo. It all seems so magical. But you know at the time that the bride had a headache and the groom's stomach was eating itself for lack of substance and their mouths hurt from the plastered smile on their face, and their arms were tired from shaking hands with their dad's business friends, and the list goes on. But who wants to see a movie about that?

The ability our minds have to improve reality must be some sort of mechanism our minds use to survive. I mean, if women had perfect recollection of how it felt to push a human being out of her anytime she even thought of kids, I have a feeling families would be a whole lot smaller. But now we have the ability to actually create a higher kind of reality. Even the movies and pictures that prove our existence show a world that seems wonderful and magical. It is becoming so easy to accept this altered reality as truth.

I think that if I were ever to write a thesis or dissertation I would explore this area. Don't get me wrong... I love being able to take that nasty blemish off my face and make a muggy sky baby-blue. I'm just interested in exploring what this new ability might do (for or to) our psyches.