I can not remember where I last heard it. But there's a song about being locked in a Capital "I", the best explanation for this I take from David Foster Wallace's Oblivion:
...of course they were unique and superior in certain crucial ways, how else could they explain the fact that they themselves have been at the exact centre of the entirety of their concious lives?
I normally do not take photographs. I get photos taken of me. If it weren't for picture tagging on Facebook, I would have so little photographic memories of my existence. I almost never post personal photos online because not everyone would like their image on a public blog, but sometimes I just feel compelled to, you know. Just like how I feel compelled to write about pretty intimate details of my life here. I can't help it, although sometimes I wonder if this may actually do more harm then good.
I'm uncomfortable posting the likenesses of people I know anyway, unless I know them very well, and they already have a web presence anyway (like Phil). But even then...
These are photos from the morning of the "Pepper Lunch" that Danielle took. I thought they were pretty cool, and wanted to post them, but couldn't without blanking out the identity of the other people involved, so I started blanking them out.
They turned out a bit cynical, eventually, IMHO. But I like them. They bother me.
