Thursday, March 30, 2006

The beginning of the end

I am now finished the first of four courses, this year. I am finished Acting for Camera with Bill Sanders. I am a little disappointed in the final performance I gave though.

I am strongly suggesting this course for anyone in Theatre Arts and in fact anyone with an open elective, topped by some acting experience...

By tomorrow, I shall have a two thousand word essay describing what Nietzsche had against Xianity and how effective his arguments are. What does he have against Xianity, you ask? Well first off...

"God is Dead." -Nietzsche

we all know the typical response of

"Nietzsche is Dead." -God

But I am very partial to
-ooooooohhhhhhh!!!!! I am done two courses!
check above for the end of the second one...

Monday, March 27, 2006

Schedule for three weeks

In fact most of it happens in the next week and two days. If none of you see me, fear not. I have survived the fires of Hell, I have fallen from mountains, I have had my heart pulled out of my body, bleeding, beating in the priestess' hand; yet my blood flows... Verily there is nothing that can prevent me!

This inspiring rhetoric was developed even before I had my coffee today. If you lack inspiration get in touch with me and I will hype you to face the end of the year. If you don't think it is the end of the year, consult TRC (Taxation and Revenue Canada), They'll set you straight.

1) Watch "Closer"
2) Write 1000 words on "Closer"
3) Read "The wounded storyteller"
4) Write 1000 words on "The wounded storyteller"
5) Write 1000 words on "the Four Agreements"
6) Write two more journals for Bill
7) Character sketch for Acting for Camera
8) Memorize the damn play for Stephanie, godblessherlittleheart, who gave me less than a damned week to pull this shit together...
9) Finish Greek Revision. This will wait because the exam is on the 18th, Aions away.
10) Finish the essay in Dr. Ward's class.
11) Write 1000 words about the essay in Dr. Ward's class

- herein I note to the reader that Dr. Ward is perfectly cool and alright with being called by his given name, Bruce. I use the more formal moniker with a sense of respect. He has delivered an interesting class that has broadened my conceptual framework. Very thought provoking. I suggest it to all of you.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

From which tree did I fall?

If you've known me for any amount of time at all, you have likely wondered this over and over, but were afraid it was too personal. Let me share with you this most intimate detail of my very private self! Shhh, don't tell anyone, though...

Jan 25 to Feb 03 - Cypress Tree

That's right! It's another pop personality quiz based on what would normally be completely inconsequential data. Does it fit you because the ancient mystics understood things we don't? Or, do we fit it because in this media dominated world it is simply easier to slip into a pre-fabricated mould?

Cypress Tree (Faithfulness) --
strong, muscular, adaptable, takes what life has to give but
doesn't necessarily like it, strives to be content, optimistic,
wants to be financially independent, wants love and affection,
hates loneliness, passionate lover which cannot be satisfied,
faithful, quick-tempered at times, can be unruly and careless,
loves to gain knowledge, needs to be needed.

Now remember: this is in line with Celtic astrology. Not Mayan or Roman Astrology, or the strange and eerie astrology of the ancient lizard cults of lost Indonesia whom practiced unspeakable rites in the name of Gods so alien that most human comprehension is inadequate for their discernment.

For the most part I am agreeing with this, though the adjectives strong and muscular are not as commonly (or honestly) applied to me as I would like.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Journal Ten

My iMac's like a ginsu
choppin' video like it's fugu
servin' it up like a big plate o' fi ne su–
shi, can't beat my technique
stylish and sleek – and Iʼm fast like a streak
cuz I'm a monster with a camera
like Gamera – or Godzilla
so will ya step into my frame
If you're an actor I can read ya
burn your image to my media
and if ya heed mah words
I might deliver instant fame
One and the same
like a Spielberg or Hitchcock
when the film's rollin'
then we ready to rock
your girl wants to be an actor?
Iʼd tear through her like a raptor
I took her salary an' capped her
wrapped her
up in celluloid
Was she annoyed?
at least she ain't unemployed
Starin' at my screen til my retinas bleed
I stay awake with an intravenous video feed
so I can nurture the seed of my vision
from Cinemax to television
I'm pruning clips like a bonsai
mixin' sound like a mai-tai
think you can match me?
-well you might try....

...! I can't think of any more...
(*_*) hehehehhhh...

Monday, March 13, 2006

addendum to cyberpunk...

After a comment on the original, I would like to add Proulx to the list. Further, for anyone who wishes to explore the list, there are a few items that should be listed as well:

First off is a good dose of anime. If you have never paid anime any mind start with Akira, and Ghost in the Shell. I shall list others soon enough.

Secondly is the band Coil. This band gained some notoriety for doing the sdtk to Hellraiser. I am going to suggest the album "How to destroy Angels" as the better bet. Coil was a happy coincidence that sprung from a suggestion by Magbarraig, tnx ;)

Other musical influi in music: Clock DVA - specifically the album "Buried Dreams," do not bother with the earlier product, "Advantage." Also check the band Add N to X - mmmmmmm! wholesome!

These were not on the first list because I was already aware of them. I needed content for today though.

Run!

Friday, March 10, 2006

from a book about words...

My current reading has a passage by Dragan Velikic. He is a Jugoslav writer that mentions his experience with Hungarian. The two languages are geographically proximate, but linguistically they are extremely far removed.

Now at some point in my life I have had instructional contact with English, French, German, Jugoslav and in an informal degree, Spanish and Finnish as well. The book I am reading is largely about intriguing words from other languages that don't have a direct translation into English.

Velikic relates this story, and because of similar experiences I have had, I found it charming and wanted to share it:

"I have a large collection of Hungarian words in my head, a collection that is both full and empty at the same time. Full, because I remember the words, I can repeat them, they exist, they exist even for me, as mine - a kind of souvenir of the past from a life I am only now starting anew.

Empty because I do not know what all these words mean. I remember the words the way one remembers one's own name... For instance: Pillango utca. I translated that name to myself as "Pillango Street," in other words, I did not translate it at all, convinced that it was a name, a street bearing somebody's name.

I walked through Budapest as if I had just arrived in Babylon where, by the grace of a god who had yet to become angry or disappointed, everything had a personal name, untranslatable, and thus immediately understandable.

Nothing about that feeling changed even when my friend explained to me smilingly that pillango means "butterfly." You are talking about the street of butterflies, she said, about Butterfly Street.

But the word pillango was ever after engraved in my mind as the name of a butterfly. There was a "Pillango butterfly" and it lived in Budapest."

The Czechs have a proverb that suggests (roughly) that you live a new life for every new language you speak. If you know only one language you only live once. If any of you paid attention to the 50 questions about yourself thing that appeared a short while back, you might remember that I wished I could be a musician. That is because it is another language as well.

Hope you liked the story...

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Thinking about Blogging

This one is for Angelo, who blogs as much as any person I know.

First off, If I didn't use Blogger, I would not have been the first kid on the block (to the best of my knowledge) to get Gmail. So Blogging builds cred, in a way. At least 'mongst technophiles. Not like you're special for it, but you're toeing the line as it were...

I Love Love Love that many blog sites, Including Google's (a little nod for all they have done for me)instantly Copyright my material when I hits the publish button.

Now let's not all jump Blogging's bones at once. I don't care much for those blogs that I end up in during surfing that are all mimsy kife: "I don't know what this is about, don't know what to write, blah blah..." Don't frikkin' write then. I don't care what you Do say, as long as you're saying something.

To these ends, I have deleted other blogs I ran. Those old blogs I ran also helped me understand something though. They didn't Belong in this format. They belong in another format and so now I have a better understanding of stylistic presentation. That makes me happy.

I am happy to surf about sites and find random blogs. Occasionally I learn something there. I enjoy some of the writing styles. I am happy to think that so many people find an outlet for expression. I am happy we all contribute together to the content of the grid, though I don't know how I feel about the possible extrapolations - like epic 2014. I am content to tackle it soon.

I think that I must ponder the further implications of this technology on society. Is that a decent start, Angelo? I think I will re-adress this soon, after a bit of ponderance.

Hey, I liked that. Right, if the rest of you missed it. This topic was by request. Send more any time.

(that means Liz Van Tassel, who will read this the moment it publishes! Pictures next time, girlie)

Everybody's Doin' It...

quickest personality test...

if J, results=
You are sexy, powerful, and bold.
You're full of passion and energy...
Sometimes this passion has a dark side.

You feel most alive when you're seducing someone.
You never fail to get someone's attention.
Quick minded, you're also quick to lose your temper!

Hahahahahahahahahhhhhhhh
Ahhhh hahaha hahahaha hahahahhhhhhhhh!
Hahh! haHaH! Hahhhhahaaahhhhhahhhhhhahhh

Cyberpunk...

Suggested media list that I wish to wade through in the next two or three years, for a backtground in "cyberpunk":

Movies:
The Big Sleep - Raymond Chandler 1939

Music:
Soon Over Babaluna - Holger Czukay - 1974
Low - David Bowie

Books:
Red Harvest - Dashiell Hammett - 1929
Last and First Man - Olaf Stapledon - 1937
Coming Attraction - Fritz Lieber - 1950
The Stars My Destination - Alfred Bester - 1956
Nova - Samuel Delany - 1968
Future Shock - Alvin Toffler - 1970
The Girl Who Was Plugged In - James Tiptree - 1973
Gravity's Rainbow - Thomas Pynchon - 1973
Shockwave Rider - John Brudder - 1975
Galaxies - Barry Malzberg - 1975
Plus - Joseph McElroy - 1976
Easy Travel to Other Planets - Ted Mooney - 1981
White Noise - Don DeLillo - 1985
The Soft Machine: Cybernetic Fiction - David Porash - 1985
Blood Music - Greg Bear - 1985
Mirrorshades - (anthology) - 1986
Post-Modern Scene, Excremental Culture & Hyperaesthetics - Kroker & Cook - 1986
You Bright and Risen Angels - William Vollman - 1987
Metrophage - Richard Kadrey - 1988
My Cousin My Gastroenterologist - Mark Leyner - 1990
Empire of the Senseless - Kathy Acker - 1988

Essays
La Société du Spectacle - Guy Debord - 1967
Simulations - Jean Baudrillard - 1983
Postmodern Condition - Jean Francois Lyotard - 1984
Postmodernism or the Cultural Logic of Late Capitalism - Frederick Jameson - 1984

when in doubt

Default to content generated by school work. The following is a list of terms I shall have to identify on my Greek Mythology exam and my explanations of them as far as I know right now:

"folkloric motif," Apollodorus, Muthos, Andrew Lang - a classicist of some influence, Triptolemus, Nostos/Nostoi, Phrynicus, Muses - daughters of deities thought to represent inspiration for the arts - Euterpe and Mnemosyne are two of them.

Arete, Cerberus - three headed monster dog who guards the entrance to Hades, Homeridae, Leto, Satyr play, Niobe, Koinonia, Great Dionysian Festival - wherein the god is celebrated but sooner or later torn to shreds by the Maenads (insane women who worship him).

Sir James Frazer - another classicist, Tholos/Tholoi, Gigantomachia, Ajax - a hero, Claude Levi Strauss - a classicist and popularizer of denim, Pandora - Zeus' way of giving women a bad name - he asked her to guard the box that held the sorrows of the world and she opened it up releasing these horrors to us.

Hellanicus of Lesbos - one would think I would remember Everything about Lesbos... ironic isn't it?, Polyphemus - the cyclops who imprisoned Odysseus' and his crew during the voyage home from Troy - a major part of the Odyssey.

Deus Ex Machina - literally "god out of a machine" it is a rather cheap way of getting a character out of a tight spot with the help of the supernatural - a device used in many myths.

"master of wild beasts" - I think has an overlap with the celtic Master of the hunt, "The Unseen One," "Bouleia," "Polymetis" - a person I am certain but cannot remember more.

Heinrich Schliemann - a classicist with ideas about mythology, Sintians, "Primitive Mythopoeic Mind," "Ahhiyawa," Thera, lyric poetry, Nomios, tetralogy, Titans - went to war with the gods and predate them - they were supposed to be nasty and figure in epic battles, Dorians - a people of ancient Greece.

Hippokrene, "culture hero," Semele, Linear A & B - coming from a background in linguistics I am going to take a look at this again before opening my mouth, Orion - the Hunter who - if I am not mistaken slew a sacred stag or saw Artemis naked or something - he met an unpleasant end.

There it is. I only have a few. I need to know them all. Wish me luck, as always I aim to astound you.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

shaking off the bad...

Did you read the very top of this? Did you catch the line there, the most important one; You? Did You? This one is simple, it's just a quick thank you.
Thank you for reading this stuff, though sometimes I know I serve up real duds. Thank you for your time. Thank you for your comments. I am writing for the two of us now. My reader, you validate me. I am delighted to have your very valuable time.

At this point I would like to make another open call for requests. Any subjects you Really want me to touch on? Within certain limits, I am happy to capitulate, for you - the most important 1. (M.I.1)

Go ahead. You're a crazy lot, my most important one. I will try to adress all requests...

okay. g'nite...

The customer is Not always right.

Who uses hackneyed crap like that anymore? Let's get something straight once and for all: Until the customer has forked over money, they are nowhere near Always Right. You heard me. I'm speaking As a Customer here. Most businesses survive on quantity these days. You think the loss of One customer is going to hurt Wal-Mart or Tim's? Wake up! Smell the coffee!

Okay, some of us hand over the money, but surprise! this doesn't Necessarily make you Always right. First off, There are often really obvious cues that people miss Intentionally. Every time? Perhaps not Every time, but when there is a four foot high soon beside the register Where You Were Cashed Through and it says "Returns Only within three weeks" In hot pink neon dayglo letters six inches high, Don't start with the "I had No idea" sob story. 'Sympathy': In the dictionary, between shit and syphilis...

Clearly, there is a little resentment leftover from my times working retail. I just don't care to hear people using stale old dreck. Aright, I am over-reacting. My jaw itches. There must be a connection.

Friday, March 03, 2006

Good Person of Northern Ontario

Fuck! Enough already!



perhaps this is worth a little expansion...
Man oh man this is frustrating! The only song I can hear in my head is "Dancing in the show tonight," by Ween.

Naturally, the pressure is on, but what the hell is one to do? Okay. I shouldn't swear on the blog. I don't like to swear here when the point was to better my written expression. My apologies to anyone reading this, but, well, you ever been in that position?

AAAAAAAAAAND the latest update: apparently behind the scenes today, there is a private search going on for somebody, (anybody?!?!) to take the part of Mrs. Jones this evening. Tova has refused. Sarah has refused. Any Takers?!

Remember always your sense of the ridiculous. It will carry you.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

A new friend

I stopped at Buddha today for to have me some coffee and that delicious ham and brie sammich. Don't correct me, it Is Sammich, end of story. I occaisionally go to Buddha hoping to catch up with Teh Jenner, who was not working today. So beside sat a young lady with an SGA calendar, which told me we go to the same school.

"What program are you in?" I asked. She answered. We kept on chatting. It turns out that she is in Ulrich's german class, which offered plenty of opportunity for further discussion. Soon she asked my name, and I told her. I asked hers and it turned out I knew who she was (and she was rather taken aback at How I knew, but that's neither here nor there now).

Once again I am asking myself (redundantly of course), these seemingly but not really philosophical questions like: "What strange web of coincidence guides the lives we live?" I stopped in to see a friend and by chance gain a new one instead! Now, Someone out there knows the extent of this coincidence, and hopefully the rest of you have experienced similar.

I like this type of occasion, it makes me feel comfortable with life. It makes me feel that on some level, the gears and cogs of reality are lubricated and turning as they should be. Not All of reality is busted and borken.

Why not reply with Your Own stories of happy coincidence?

The tech we call our friends

So I discover by comment in a previous blog that I am not the only one who names my electronics. Here, for any who give a rat's ass, are the electronics in my life:

Veronique - my iPod.
Heloise - my USB jump drive, which has only been with me for a short time, but I cannot live without.
Genevieve - my camera. Now, I haven't called her Genevieve direct to her face and I will be using Two names for her. For those who do not realize, she is a Nikon D50 which leads me to also call her "Darling Nikki" thanks to Prince for that name...
Justine - my computer. partly inspired by a book. I never use this name for some reason.
Kafka - my scanner. difficult to understand. Tempermental as well.
Xaviera - my Xbox. Yes, the Xbox is Also a girl! Yes, she is named after Xaviera Hollander, who I recently found out has previously made guest appearances at Laurentian University! How cool is That?!

Clearly, tech is an important thing for me. I have been musing how naming such instrumentation is also an effort to humanize it. Naming makes the items closer to us, which helps us cope when we are frustrated with it. Not that I am commonly frustrated or angry at My equipment. I am often irate with the tech at school, however, as many of you know...