Monday, January 15, 2001:
Finally saw: Crouching Tiger
Hidden Dragon! It *will* be mine.
Inevitability Index: 6 ... I mean 29.
Hat-less Bald Man Index: 29 ... I mean 6.
"$@*(#@!!! *waps forehead*: Bleak
:-)
I'd love to start off on a positive note, but I have a couple things to get off my chest first. Positive stuff will come later.
TRIALS OF (the) JOB
My days (including weekends lately) have been spent at work, of course.
It's not that I don't like my job, because often times I do. I love dealing with the students and residents and the kindly people I get to meet and help.
But it only takes one selfish abusive slimeball to ruin my day or several days (not someone I mentioned before). Even if that slimeball was weeks ago.
At least online, you can unsub / ignore / delete people like that (and I have long ago). In real life, you still have to "save" them because that's your job. And I try to do a damn fine job at that.
But enough about work.
GET OFF OF MY CHEST (tube)
For the record, I'd like to debunk two myths often associated with myself and this site. Things that have been bugging me for the past couple of years.
First, my medical training has in no way ever helped my drawing ability. All that flaying of decrepit bloated corpses in anatomy 101 didn't help my ability to draw beautiful healthy goddesses one bit.
If anything, I feel my medical career has knocked back my artistic progress a good five years at least. Am I bitter? Ask me later.
If you don't believe me, just ask one of my colleagues to draw something that resembles a person. *POOF* Myth debunked.
Secondly, as the American Medical Association (or my employers for that matter) will tell you, my views do not represent those of your doctor or the medical community at large. This is not a "typical doctor's journal."
But if you do find another doctor who appreciates kung fu movies, fighting games, and can draw Asian goddess nipples like I do, then please introduce me. I'll either have to kill him or marry him. (He better be one cute Asian or half-Asian too! Amy and I won't give my ass to just anyone.)
But enough about my ass.
I WANT MY KTV
I've been staying up way too late for the past week or so. (Maybe that's why I'm so cranky.)
Before I go to sleep I've been delving into my Korean art history book.
Discovering ancient ceramics and metalwork has been far more interesting than I ever thought possible. (That crown and earrings in the drawing above are 5th century pieces.)
I've recently discovered online buying too. I've been buying myself loads of Korean movies and music videos from angelpop.com.
I love Korean dance music now! I think I'm experiencing delayed effects from our honeymoon in Seoul 2 years ago (March 1999). The dancing, the styles, the ultra-coolness of it all. My brain went into overdrive trying to mentally record the video poses and moves and fashions of the men and women alike. I practically broke into a sweat.
HYPNOTIC DANCING K-GIRL
There's one video that's my favorite though. It's a three-guy song with a great beat and the HOTTEST DANCER I HAVE EVER SEEN dancing the entire time.
It's not a booty video. She shows (and has) no cleavage. No ass shots. No overtly sexual moves. Just bare graceful arms, scintillating flying hair, and an angel's face.
Her dancing style is a bit of prowling epileptic cat with rhythm, and I have to watch it every night before I go to sleep now.
I've tried ever so much to draw her. Pausing each frame looking for a perfect shot, but the pause button only stays on for so long (it's a VHS tape). And then she escapes into another animalistic groove again.
I've decided my girls don't dance enough. I should do something about that.
(The video is "The Rule of The Game" by Goofy. If any K-pop fans out there knows the name of this model [she's not a band member], I will gladly thank you here.)
AND ....
I have more to say, but I am still cranky and unsexed (Amy is on her period). I have a couple of obsessions that are calling. Dance amongst yourselves for awhile.
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