Building a Better Badguy

I couple of nights ago, my roommates and I were discussing our all-time favorite villains and my answer had been Col. Hans Landa from Inglorious Basterds. He is just so incredibly evil and nonchalant about it. He just doesn’t give a fuck.

Col. Hans Landa: Now if one were to determine what attribute the German people share with a beast, it would be the cunning and the predatory instinct of a hawk. But if one were to determine what attributes the Jews share with a beast, it would be that of the rat. If a rat were to walk in here right now as I’m talking, would you treat it to a saucer of your delicious milk?
Perrier LaPadite: Probably not.
Col. Hans Landa: I didn’t think so. You don’t like them. You don’t really know why you don’t like them. All you know is you find them repulsive. Consequently, a German soldier conducts a search of a house suspected of hiding Jews. Where does the hawk look? He looks in the barn, he looks in the attic, he looks in the cellar, he looks everywhere *he* would hide, but there’s so many places it would never occur to a hawk to hide. However, the reason the Führer’s brought me off my Alps in Austria and placed me in French cow country today is because it does occur to me. Because I’m aware what tremendous feats human beings are capable of once they abandon dignity.

However, last night we watched Psycho and I am extremely torn. I forgot how disturbing it is to watch the unassuming, and quite hansom, Norman Bates turn into a total raging lunatic. With Landa, you know he is evil from the very beginning, the very first scene of the movie shows exactly how terrifying this character can be. With Bates, on the other hand, you’re handed this slow evolution from this adorable, sweet and naive young man into a psychotic serial killer.

So now I am torn. Which character is a better villain? The sweet, dashing young man turned insane murderer, or the completely heartless baddy who shows you just how horrible he can be from the very beginning?

epic graphic design win

Scott Nelson and I put together a pretty sweet News page last night with a little help from Jenna G.

Ch-ch-check it out:


You can see the pdf here.

MUSTACHE TUESDAY!!

"AP style dictates that MUSTACHE TUESDAY is always in all caps." -Katie Briggs

"It hurts like a band-aid." -Max Olson

"OMGCANWESMOKEWEARINGMUSTACHES?!" -Briggs

"Your mustache looks ridiculous." -Bob AlGreene

I love my job.

Dorothy Allison

just may be my favorite.

"Two or three things I know for sure and one of them is that change when it comes cracks everything open."
-Dorothy Allison

our story

I made this cover for a compilation of history reports in my Intro to GLBT Studies class last year. I rediscovered it when I was putting together a portfolio for a graphic design interview last week. I really like this design and thought it deserved a little bit of the spotlight.

Promises.

My world is changing, drastically. It’s only recently that I have become fully aware of this, and have stopped fighting it. For better or worse, I can’t change what is happening. All I can do is move forward, and make decisions that will hopefully lead me where I want to go. I’m making a few promises to myself.

I promise to only make promises that I intend to keep.

I promise to let myself feel, because it’s not okay to try to make yourself numb all the time.

I promise to let myself make mistakes, and to always learn from them.

I promise to keep learning, and to keep teaching others.

I promise to remember that as much as I think I may know about the world, there is so much more that I don’t know.

I promise to be open to new experiences.

I promise to stop worrying so much about things that are out of my hands.

I promise to laugh every day, especially when I am feeling stressed, or out of control.

I promise to let others in, and to let others help me.

I promise to share the things I love with the people I love, so that they might understand me better.

I promise to only hold other people up the standards that I hold myself to.

I promise to let go of the things that aren’t important, and to hold on to the ones that are.

I promise to never give up my dreams to fulfill some else’s.

I promise to read every day.

I promise to carry a sharpie with me everywhere I go, and to write messages of inspiration to encourage others.

I promise to let myself see the magic in the ordinary.