Music, chess, reading, talking, philosphizing, podcasts, evangelism, farsi, the middle east, carving in tables and soda cans with my leatherman multitool, tea, Music again, religion of all sorts and....most poigiantly and specifically: people (who forever facinate me), all sorts and types.
Music
Jack Johnson, Mason Jennings, Chris Rice, Jim Croce, James Taylor, DC Talk, Dave Matthews, Alison Kruass, Collective Effort, Jurrasic 5, Matisyahu, Iron and Wine, David Grey, Josh Ritter, Death Cab for Cutie, Postal Service, The Fairfield Four, G. Love, DC Talk, Dispatch, The Duhks, Joanna Newsom, OAR, Old Crow Medicine Show, Paul Simon, Queen, Van Morrison, The White Stripes and Xaiver Rudd
Movies
Cold Mountain, Cool Hand Luke, I Am David, Forest Gump, Life is Beautiful, Children of Heaven, City of God, Adaptation, Scent of a Woman, Good Will Hunting, A River Runs through it, Elf, Crash, O Brother where art thou?, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Television
The Wire, Deadwood, The Daily Show, The Colbert Report and all kinds of random crap thats not even worthy of naming. I've watched alot of TV in my childhood and I'm trying to make up for it now by not watching.
Books
The Kite Runner by Khalid Hussain, The History of Love by Nicole Krauss AND Anything by Dostoevsky or Tolstoy
Heroes
Bepa, Miguel, Jon, Melanie and Joe...to name a few
About me: Excerpt from DANGLING MAN by Saul Bellow "Of course, we suffer from bottomless avidity. Our lives are so precious to us, we are so watchful of waste. Or perhaps a better name for it would be the Sense of Personal Destiny. Yes, I think that is better than avidity. Shall my life by one-thousandth of an inch fall short of its ultimate possibility? It is a different thing to value oneself, and to prize oneself crazily. And then there are our plans, idealizations. These are dangerous, too. they can consume us like parasites, eat us, drink us, and leave us lifelessly prostrate. And yet we are always inviting the parasite, as if we were eager to be drained and eaten.
It is because we have been taught there is no limit to what ma can be. Six hundred years ago, a man was what he was born to be. Satan and the Church, representing God, did battle over him. He, by reason of his choice, partialy decided the outcome. But whether, after this life, he went to hell or to heaven, his place among other men was given. It could not be contested. But, since, the stage has been reset and human beings only walk on it, and, under this revision, we have, instead, history to answer to. We were important enough then for our souls to be fought over. Now, each of us is responsible for his own salvation, which is in his greatness. And that, that greatness, is the rock our hearts are abraded on. Great minds, great beauties, great lovers and criminals surround us. From the great sadness and desperation of Werthers and Don Juan we went to the great ruling images of Napoleons; from these to murderers who had that right over vicitms because they were greater than the victims; to men who felt privileged to approach others with with a whip; to schoolboys and clerks who roared like revolutionary lions; to those pimps and subway creatures, debaters in midnight cafeterias who believed they could be great in treachery and catch the throats of those they felt were sound and well in the lassos of their morbidity; to dreams of greatly beautiful shadows embracing on a flawless screen. Because of these things we hate immoderatley and punish ourselves and one another immoderately. The fear of lagging pursues and maddens us. the fear lies in us like a cloud. It makes an inner climate of darkness. And occasionally there is a storm and hate and wounding rain out of us."
FINALLY, NEW MUSIC! "The Art Of Broken Glass" (EP), click myspace.com/mrjmedeiros and take a listen! Available on itunes or directly from my site. New Mr.J songs to add to your profile! WORD!
You can also follow on twitter.com/mrjmedeiros for free music.
dear, modest mouse, i love you. please play in my head forever. well, maybe not forever, but until it's time to move on. but still, dance dance dance today thanks n' stuff! sincerely, hJ
Hey Matt! What's new? Are you back now? I drove down Wenig the other day and thought of you! :) I'm moving to AZ in a few weeks! I'm pretty excited to get out of Iowa and start working.
hey, sorry about the phone today. i was driving to palmdale and i lost signal when we got to the boonies. sorry :( i'll catch ya this weekend! good talking to ya!
i ate two bowls of cookie crisp cereal, i listened to a lot of CAKE, the band, and i think i might've eaten cake at some point too.. hm. yep, that's all i got! ;)
