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influence

i was thinking the other day about how certain things have influence in my life.  particularly the influence of culture from movies and tv shows into my own speech and personality.  for example, while watching rounders last night there is a line about someone being a “judas.”  whenever i hear someone called a judas, i instantly picture harvey keitel from the last temptation of christ.

later in the movie when malkovitch is portraying teddy kgb (a part of the movie so completely full of classic one liners that it itself is probably worth an entire blog post) i started to think about the infusion of “catch phrases” or movie line quotes into everyday speech.  seinfeld is a particularly good example.  there are many lines from that show that i say daily without really realizing that i’m quoting the show.  some phrases, like  “not that there’s anything wrong with that” are probably forgotten to even be from that show by a lot of people.  someday that phrase may still be popular, and people will not remember the show it came from.

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i think the phenomena of quoting lines from movies back and forth is a way that people  show a shared culture.  in this country we don’t have a uniform set of religious experiences, cultural traits, or art.  what we have is a shared culture of media.  i think most people in this country have seen at least one movie in their lives.  letting other people know you’ve seen a movie is a good way to set some common ground between you.   i think it helps to create a bond between individuals and generate a sense of shared experiences and culture.

it can still be pretty annoying to witness sometimes though…

on pushing 30

had a birthday over the weekend. i’m officially 28 now (28 and 2 days really). i don’t feel any different. i haven’t felt different from a birthday in a long time. 25 seemed like a milestone of some kind. i mean, quarter of a century, right? a blink in the global timeline, maybe an hour in one life. not that long but long enough. as a child, they all seem like milestones (well once you are old enough to grasp the concept of aging) and as a teenager, 16, 18, 21 all seem so important. but what happens then?

28 isn’t very special. there’s not much to turning 28 really. 30 might mean something. it’s always like you pick years that should mean something to you. 30 is when you get married. 35 is when you have kids. 55 or 65 and you retire. you don’t really hear about someone making plans for 28. it’s kind of this weird, between age; not really a kid but not really an adult either.

i do feel different though. i feel older and wiser, but not because of my birthday. my birthday somehow lost that all powerful significance. i find myself thinking about things i never thought i would… marriage, kids, buying a house. i even find myself looking forward to those things. but it’s not like these thoughts magically appeared the day after my birthday. they’ve been creeping in over the last few months, or maybe years even.

i think the real significance of your birthday is the way it makes you think back on your life. to take notice of what you’ve done, where you’ve gone, what you’ve seen. to think back on what your life is, what it isn’t, and what you wish/want it to be. your birthday isn’t so much about getting presents and getting wasted and having fun (although i think it’s an excellent excuse to do all those things) but more about taking stock of who you are and evaluating yourself.

it’s about growing up.

christmas in florida

got back from a nice trip to florida w/the gf. her family lives there (and it’s where she did most of her growing up, having been born in brooklyn, nyc). i have to say, spending christmas somewhere it is 75 or 80 degrees was a bit more disconcerting than i thought it would be. don’t think i didn’t enjoy the warmth, as i’m known to hate winter, but it was very different not exchanging presents while it was cold outside. there’s just something to be said for a christmas in winter.

i think i missed that cold, crisp smell the most. it wasn’t the same going outside and sweating and having that damp, moist, summertime type smell. there’s just something about it. every christmas show, commercial, card, or wrapping paper has some sort of snowy winter scene or snowflake on it. i don’t know why, but it always seems like christmas is associated with snow and blustery winter, even when i think more people probably celebrate christmas where it’s warm.

people like the idea of the comfort of a fire, hot chocolate (even though my gf had that almost every day we were there), and big wool sweaters with snowflakes on them. it’s just the way we envision christmas in this country. i don’t know if that comes from the fact that many of our ancestors came from cold climates or what. for whatever reason, christmas and cold just go hand in hand.

anyway, i had a blast but was happy to return home. the orlando airport was mega crowded this morning at 530am when we got there, lines out the wazoo. we only spent like 30 minutes in line total, which wasn’t too bad all told. CMH was dead as usual. i guess no one flys around here or something. i’ve only ever seen it crazy crowded like once in 10 years. but that’s kind of nice in a way, so i hope that doesn’t change.

i mean, really… does that look christmas-y to you?