Semantic Difference Occurs More Than Initially Thought, Researchers Say

In honor of the aesthetic overhaul, a listing of appreciative/honorific sentiments related to things out there in the world:

1) The sloppy bun.

Using a pencil or other accoutrement, the female subject puts her hair up in a casual but chic fashion. That I used the phrase "casual but chic" should indicate a fundamental inability to put into words the various positive feelings I have about the sloppy bun. There is the practicality of it, and though I feel as "style" is so overdetermined that at this point it means nothing, I nonetheless think the style it represents - often, if not always - is in harmony with my own minimalist aesthetic ethos. I also like the little tail of hair that sticks out after folded on itself.


2) Play action

Fool a linebacker once, shame on him. Fool him twice, shame on his momma for raising such an ignorant ass fool. Jake Plummer, may you have much success in the next game with play action. I like watching Favre run the play action, because he sustains the illusion a little longer by keeping the ball so low. Plummer's beard is better, though, and - if I remember correctly - he once broke a bone in his foot while getting off his couch.
[SEE ALSO: Stop and go routes to the corner, with obligatory pump fake that appears, on television, like a late 80s dance move documented in films like New Jack City and that Tupac flick which juxtaposes turn-tablin with a life of crime in the best of the cinema verite tradition. But when it works, it works (possibly the dumbest statement ever to appear on this blog); I LOVE to see cornerbacks' faces when they bite on the fake and try to haul ass to get to the spot before the ball does. LOVE it.]


3) Acts of decency (for instance leaning over to help the person who dropped three file folders and scattered papers all over place)

Understandably underrated, acts of decency are the social lubricant upon which general states of sanity are based. Do you realize how absurd (in a Sartrian sense, if you must) this thing "existence" is? Great, yes, but absurd as well. In the hustle and bustle of work, play, and passive spectation, it's easy to forget that there is really no point to life, unless you buy either the religious or evolutionary paradigm. We're just here for awhile, participating in the conversation and then getting pulled out at random times into some other state about which we spend precious amounts of time imagining simulacra. So, it's not just that acts of decency are bridges that display basic human empathy for the plight of others, which they undoubtedly are; committing them helps to distract us from the desultory, insular vacuum that we call "interior selfhood." They are the psychic equivalent, in other words, of buy one, get one free except they cost exactly nothing. Huah!

4) Standards of excellence, as opposed to continua of adequacy

There are times, of course, when just getting a job done is all you think about. The eff-ing sidewalk is full of snow, and you trudge out there and shovel it for fifteen minutes so all but the thinnest skin of snow is removed from the pavement. Good enough, yes. Excellent: no. And that's ok.
But "good enough" is not always good enough, which is why we normal people like to observe people who respect and strive for a standard of excellence in some field in which we ourselves are lacking. We were told in our youth that "everybody is good at something," and "no matter how good you are, there is always somebody better." the former I now find false, and my fidelity to the latter waxes and wane depending on how much coffee I've consumed at the time.
I had a point here, but my interest in making it is no longer a controlling factor in what I'm doing. Anyway, excellence: we'd be better off with more of it. Maybe. At this point it really doesn't matter - football is on and I have to exit the school to go watch some of it.

Farewell.