Friday, April 10, 2009

nostalgia sucks

When I was a teenager, barely there, not quite, or in high school I heard the popular pop rock of the time, Gin Blossoms, Third Eye Blind, Soul Asylum, Blind Melon, others, and I'd think about cool twenty-somethings cruising around being cool twenty-somethings and listening to this music.

Now I listen to this music from my teen years with the realization that they were busting their asses working a crappy job, and listening to music from the eighties while wishing they were still teenagers.

new work

I am occasionally seeing in blue.

Why, I am not sure. I fall half-asleep on the bus, and upon waking everything has a blue tint to it. Not just the sky (obviously), but everything. People, bus fixtures, cars outside. This has happened to me before, sleeping in the cab on the taxi-line at the airport.

I have a theory.

When I I fall half-asleep on the bus, I usually am thinking about something. By half-asleep, I mean I am conscious, as far as I can tell. When I do so, it feels as if I think about something for ten minutes or more. When I regain my full senses, the bus has usually only moved less than a mile or so, certainly less than the distance required by my perceived time.

My mind has accelerated.

My theory is thus; when I awake my mind is still accelerated, and therefor the photons hitting my eyes are perceived as blue shifted. However, it would be assumed that they would be red-shifted instead since the photons would appear to have slowed down.

Hmm.