Quoting emma - “well, my life is complete. i now know why.”
Quoting me - “simple and fun.”
Quoting the article - “The air shoves against each pocket’s walls until they shatter, forcing out a snap, or a crackle, or, as you, know, sometimes a pop.”

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I am extremely excited to announce a performance of War Music. Sarah Lawrence College’s Acting the Poetic Text (professor Michael Early) class presents WAR MUSIC: Patrocleia (an account of books 16-19 of Homer’s Iliad) by Christopher Logue.

No music, no scene changes, no cross fades. This is a story that will be told by 7 actors (Le’Mil Eiland, Kathleen Kreiser, Aaron Matteson, Rachel McKay, Tess Mix, Alison Walls and Gary Ploski) with nothing but 4 stools, 3 chairs, and their bodies. Seating is limited as this is a black production. Expect to be a part of the show war. Please sign up in the PAC at SLC or advise me so I can put you on the list ASAP. (Update: There is no sign-up sheet.)

April 27 (Thursday)
April 28 (Friday)
April 29 (Saturday)
Heimbold Visual Arts Center Soundstage (lower level)
8:00 PM Curtain

04/27/06 — Saw the show? Write a review/comment.

The other day I had a conversation with someone about… get this… computers. More specifically - laptops. We discussed individual needs/wants. I asked more questions than I voiced my opinions. She was looking to buy a laptop but wasn’t sure what to get.

Nearly everyone wants to do a few things… E-Mail, type documents, and browse the web. I don’t know what the statistics are but this is the large majority vast majority of what the average everyday user needs/wants. She then described herself as an average user.

The word average is funny to me. Politicians know we all talk about describe ourselves as average and they play up to that in their speeches. Everyone is average; at least that’s how we all see ourselves.

I make 25k a year, rent a place, have a car, have a stable job. I’m an average American.

I make 90k a year, own a home, ride the train/metro, have a cell phone and high speed Internet. I’m an average American.

It goes on and on. No matter what Americans want to be average. I can’t speak on other cultures.

The other day a theatre friend stood out among a group of graduate theatre students because he said ‘I’m a great writer. That’s all.’ He then added something like ‘We’re all really good why doesn’t anyone say that?’ It’s a great question. Why don’t we. When we’re good. When we’re really good at something we often play it down.

Is this cultural? Are we led to believe that instead of riding the wave of confidence we’ll get further with commonality? Too many questions.

I bought a pair of linen pants for War Music today. I laughed when emma grabbed a pair off the rack. I asked what size did you take? “Medium.” Medium. I tried four pair on… 2 medium fit fine. 1 small fit but was a little snug and the other small didn’t fit at all.

Medium linen pants. Yup, right in the middle.

I often describe myself as an average guy. I’m not. At all. I work out often. I eat well. I can do things on a PC that most people would look at as if it were a collage of optical illusions. I’m not the smartest by any means and I can learn a whole bunch of course but I’m not average. I like a wide variety of music.

I am 5′11″ which is a couple inches taller than the average height for an American male - 69.2 inches, or 5 feet 9.2 inches. On the other hand I am FAR from the 189.9 lb. average weight. At 155-160 lbs. I’m a bit off the ‘average’ mark. Numbers are provided by the National Health and Nutrition Examination Survey (NHANES) conducted from 1999-2002.

I used to think I was pretty average. Yup, I’m tooting my own horn and this is where most people get annoyed or disgusted or simple scoff. I’m happy with my me. I don’t want to be average. Sure, it’s easier to get by being average, but for me, it just isn’t entertaining enough. It just isn’t challenging enough. With that vent out of the way it’s time for bed. Thump.

I read this story and thought… “Oh my god, lfe imitating art?” I thought it was supposed to be art imitating life. Christopher Meck was far ahead of the curve on the topic of nails in the head. Check out “Rite of Passage”. I guess this guy in Oregon wanted to give it a try.

Side note: He’s the same guy that made “Key Boy” which happens to nail-less but does have hooks… Hmm. I wonder… more…

A few hours ago I summarized my experience of CMS’s on my .com. It was a long and interesting road. Of course it’s not over. I know that. The point of it all is I’m happy with where things are and where they can go now.

One thing I forgot to mention relates to the gallery. Since the beginning I’ve always wanted to use the short url feature in gallery so a link to a picture would be easy on the eyes (aka short). Well, that has finally happened. For those of you/us that like changing the URL to check to see if a folder exists feel free to give it a try. Looking at the 2006 album but want to look at 2002… Change the address and voila. You’re in the 2002 album. Finally!

Shifting topics as though I jammed the shifter into reverse while zipping along on the highway.

Things are in happy land around me. I don’t know why. The lil lady and I are busy but we’re not freaking out like we may have in the past. Is it due to us both being busy? Eez po-see-bal. We each find time in-between our hectic schedules to sit down with each other and just relax. The early AM rising has given us an opportunity we never had previously. A quiet moment together before the day kicks sand, or any other ‘entertaining’ fun, in our faces.

Regardless of schedules we’ve learnt how to stay out of our heads and be at peace, even for just a few minutes, each day together. Is this what happens in a marriage when the lines of communication are open? I can’t begin to think about what other things are to come. )inner smile(

A few weeks ago, I’m doing it again, I moved up on the bench press. Why? I dunno, I figured it was time to bump up the weight again. I normally stay at a set weight for a long time on purpose. I could be much higher right now considering I’ve been at the gym regularly for 3+ years but to that I blah ‘capital w’hatev.

Right. So I went up in weight and decided to do something I have never done. I put on as much weight as I weigh - 160. Considering I moved up 20 lbs another 5 easy enough. Why is this important? Nearly every person I’ve worked out with before has always urged, emphasized, etc. that one should be able to lift their own weight on the bench press. Now that I know I can it feels pretty hot diggity dog good.

The numbers are going up and I don’t have the look that everyone is afraid to get when one works out with heavy weight. My peeps, heavy weights alone will not make you “HUGE” there are other factors to consider. Your physical structure, protein drinks, drugs, and other mass increasing tools will all have a teeny tiny impact on how big huge you become.

Last night Richie, our neighbor, hung out while we ate crackers, cheese, and cookies on the porch. He had his token glass of wine and me my token glass of milk. Mmm. I think it was close to 3 hours that we talked, laughed, and leaned into each other with heavy sarcasm. emma had the most fun with comments about age like: Does she have a drivers license? )inner chuckle(

In co-ops neighbors aren’t neighbors. That is, we don’t exist on our own property so it’s more like a college residence hall. And? It’s fantastic knowing we have a neighbor that can be silly, open, curious, kind, and so on, oh, and, he just so happens to be my age. 11o1 is so much more than I could have ever imagined. Thank the gods. Hrmm. Not until October of this year will I thank the Battlestar gods. Damn you Sci-Fi! Give us something!

It’s 7:35 AM and I feel at ease. emma and I had a morning moment and now I’m finishing up a rather boringly written post. Creativity isn’t in the mind today. There’s that capital w again. The cards are facing up and my mind is calm. I’ll take it.