08-25-03 - 8:39 a.m.
after watching a quirky indie film called may, whose alienated title character creates a friend from various body parts of people who've spurned her, i've been mentally designing one of my own; a soulful frankenstein composed of qualities i admire in others. brian dennehy's hands. belmondo's mouth. the heart of sister helen prejean. the chiseled profile of daniel day lewis. joan of arc's zealous passion for her cause. tom selleck's knees on magnum pi. the wisdom of someone old. the innocence of a newborn. billie holiday's blues. david letterman's scathing humor. the vision of stanley kubrick. the daring of andy warhol. martha stewart's domestic skills. the courage of an astronaut. the compassion of a martyred saint. john gotti's fashion sense. winona ryder's eyes. the tao of steve; mcqueen of course...
this game forces you to dust cobwebs from your values. weed out the meaningless from the meaningful. best of all, it allows you to be really, really shallow. try it.