Done. I’m done, done,…

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Done. I’m done, done, done, done, done, done, done, done. Me mudda, emma, me pop, Lin, FIL, and MIL, were all able to make it, and Graham was able to come via the phone while I was speaking, Gram was on the other line listening in, which was very cool. I am walking home after an amazingly, fun, relaxing, warm, sunny, strawberry, cookies, cake filled, reception, and now I’m going home with my degree, my cap, my tassel, and my gown. Ahhhh, it feels so good, so so good. listen

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Commencement Speech 2008

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I’m posting the text of my speech at 8:25 AM 5/23/08 but it won’t be visible until 11:00 AM. I will be speaking or will have spoken by then. Take it or leave it, here are the words I will speak/spoke. Whoohooo!

Update 05/24/08 8:32 AM: I had my Gram on the phone, placed next to the mic on the podium, while giving my speech. She said she heard nearly all of it with a few parts overtaken by static. During commencement I thought of telling everyone she was on the phone before I began my speech but wasn’t sure if I should. In hind sight… I wish I had. To end on a positive note though, she was able to be ‘there’ even though she was in CT. =)

Update 05/25/08 11:07 AM: I realized per a conversation with me mudda yesterday that I failed to note why my Gram was on the horn. She was supposed to come to graduation but had surgery only weeks before commencement that kept her from making the trip to SLC. Kinda’sorta an important detail.

Update 05/27/08 9:21 AM: SLC posted Commencement 2008 info and the full press release. The text to each speech is now available too.

Sarah Lawrence College
Graduate Student Commencement Speech 2008
Gary Ploski
MFA Theatre (Acting)

slc commencement speech 2008President Lawrence, trustees, faculty, staff, esteemed guests, parents, family, friends, and of course the class of 2008. I am deeply honored to speak before you all today.

What a trip it has been, down a long and winding road.

A question I’m sure we’ve all been asked and have asked ourselves is “What’s next?” I know there are answers among us and I know there are more questions too. What future decisions we make and what their reflection will be on our Sarah Lawrence experience, is up to us.

It is through our choices: to pick up the garbage on the ground and put it into the trash or recycling bin, to give someone in need a buck or two, to blow bubbles in chocolate milk - when everyone is looking. To get involved. This will reveal who we are to the world and to ourselves. Our choices have made the past few years unique. With that in mind, remember this, we have every chance to change the way people see us, Sarah Lawrence, and the world.

Things are different here. We’ve been inspired to try new things by phenomenal peers, faculty, and staff. We’ve had the opportunity to play. With words, with images, with sights and sounds. With ideas, concepts, perceptions, numbers, colors, and every other thing an SLC student can conceive.

Without planning, the campus became our sandbox. What will you do in your next sandbox? I’ll bet it’s not what I would do. Or the person next to you. There is something we all will do - Whatever we can imagine. Imaginations at SLC are… Well. Phew… They run gambit.

Now, is play time really over?

Hamlet tells a group of actors, about the act of playing, that the
“…purpose of playing, whose end, both at the
first and now, was and is, to hold, as ’twere, the
mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature,
scorn her own image, and the very age and body of
the time his form and pressure.”

Play time is not over. Not by a long shot.

Sandbox. Playing. Two words, with very little effort, that kindle images of our childhood. As Hamlet, or rather Shakespeare, says, playing isn’t a game of volleyball on the beach or a food fight with grapes. No. It is our chance to show the world as we see it. In this way, we can change the world. And we can… If we choose to.

There is a key difference between our childhood play time and adult play time - the ability to reflect and assess. We’ve all made mistakes along the way. “Thank you mistakes. Thank you so much. You are as much a part of our triumphs as you are our failures.”

And so we choose to play. We reflect and assess. Then comes our most challenging hurdle… Repeating the process. Again and again and again. Because this need, it’s inside us, and we have the ability to express it. Because we can! Because if we don’t… Who will?

The world awaits us. And it is our creativity and drive that will reflect the truth of the world in our own unique ways. Our passions have molded each other. Now… It’s time to spread the wealth. Heads up world… Here comes the Sarah Lawrence class of 2008!

Congratulations to all, thank you.

The Hood

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niwaka ringLast week my ring returned from the Niwaka in Kyoto, Nippon looking brand spanking new. In a couple years emma and I will venture into the city again with my ring and ship it back out to be touched up again. Sure it looks great worn but the refresh kicks it up a notch or 6 or was that 4? Never you mind.

With my ring back on my finger I am now wearing all my bling again: 1 Livestrong band, 1 hoop earing, and 1 ring. It feels good. the band has been off since the end of Red Cross (February), the earing has been off for over  a month and my ring, well, just under a month. Ahhhh. Life is resetting.

Update: Wow.  It has been in place for so long I completely forgot about it: my tongue stud. I couldn’t speak very well in May of 2006 for a week. I only remove the stud when performing (or speaking in front of many people) due to the possiblity of it, the stud, slapping against my teeth. It’s an ouch. Right. End of update. — 05/22/08 6:45am

Tonight I was given a piece of clothing I can only wear to extremely specific occassions - aka graduation(s) - a hood. It’s awkward. The design is rediculous. I walked home with it on top of my coat. I looked… Odd.

I was presented my hood during the Graduate Dinner with the department heads and faculty. Dave McRee announced our names and John Dillon hooded each of us. It was a wonderful moment. I actually felt like I was graduating. With all the stress that befell my life the past week I’d forgotten the joy and glee of this accomplishment. A number of faculty I’ve worked with congratulated me. Some said ‘I didn’t know you were in the program.’

Yes. I’ll be ‘back’ in the fall. Yes. I’ll be ‘around’. SLC and I have a number of roads left to travel.

On a completely different note. Katie at Geezeo sent me a message about the new features rolled out today on Geezeo. I was given a brief (read 5-10 minutes) heads up, per an former co-worker from DSL.net, Josh, about the “HAWT!” new dashboard. It is. HAWT.

I am constantly impressed by the personal interaction of the Geezeo folk. They’re all professional, funny, kind, and understanding. I send them updates and suggestions often. My hat of to you GZ peeps. I’m honored and humbled that you’d even kid around with a title that included my name. Seriously - honored. For complete details on my humbled’ness check on their latest blog entry here - introducing the “Gary Ploski” features

Now, keep up the rockin and I’ll keep on keepin on!

Back on Track

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Ahhh. One break down and one gala event later… I feel much better.

“It’s not you, circumstance is weighing down on you.” I needed that perspective to help me refocus. Sure, I’ve made some faux pas and admitted to said gaffe(s). What else can I do? If other parties involved have anything they need/want to say there is little else I can do. I finally had the emotional release I knew was in a pending state. Wow it felt great. It hurt so deeply but felt so good to feel.

We watched Desperate Houswives today (Hello, little girl) which happened to be about breaking the rules - everybody does it. At the end an uber big truth is revealed and the narator talks about how some rules are broken and apologies are issued but some things aren’t forgivable. Without going into detail the episode meant more to me due to recent events.

Considering everything: the episode, the post, my purge… By the time we arrived at the event with my toilet water splashed tie (things didn’t go very well when I was trying to tie my windsor knot)… I was back on track. It felt so nice to have a clear mind again.

The event inspired me and had me wondering if there was something I could apply my skill set to whereby I could make a difference. I’ve been noticing lately that the implementation of technology at work is not going to move quickly… much by the time I’m ready to leave. So what does that mean to me and my future? A huge question but one I’ll be thinking about over the next year plus.

I’ve been thinking about what to do for my 33rd bday and tonights event helped me to expand on some ideas. Rock climbing at The Rock Club? A weekend at Farm Sanctuary? Both? A mash up of these ideas? Why either or? I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again - Time with my fam and friends is the most important thing to me on my bday. I honestly couldn’t care less about presents or cake. Memories are so gorram uber rock’n sock’n hoo-rah!

Everything that I’ve heard about FS leads me to believe that it will be nothing less than a life altering experience. Sure it’s 4 hours away. I don’t think any would argue that 4 hours is too far for a life altering experience.

The event was wonderfule and I have to thank Brad at Animal Welfare Trust (again!) for inviting emma and me to sit at his table. You’re an incredibly kind man sir. Thank you again.

Car Wreck

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car wreck

I’m just that. A fraggin car wreck.

Recently I’ve managed to upset/anger/diappoint IL’s, co-workers, okusan, and myself. It’s been wonderful. Truly. Yes. Close the sarcasm tag at any point self. Please.

I’ve been associated with an act I avoid at all costs at work - using vulgar and offensive language to describe people/events.

I failed, without even actively trying, at a family event by not adhering to a particular (proper) protocol.

Nearly anything I do that is thought to be sweet or cute, unintentionally, puts me on the defensive.

I can’t find a reimbursement check I received recently. Where could I have put it?!

I’m a ball of nerves. AHHHHHHHHHH! What the hell is going on?!

I enjoy being happy. I enjoy being sad. But I can’t even find an emotion right now. I’m staring at the screen and all I can feel is the tension in my tongue. I consciously relax it and then realize moments later that the tension is back. It’s been there all day and my head and back have suffered for it. Sigh.

farm sanctuary gala 2008Now, tonight, I’m going to a gala where I’ll be dressed to the 9’s and I’m not excited at all. And I want to be. It’s going to be a great time. Instead I’m purging, through a drip process, pent up… S@#tuff. I want to have fun. I do. I just fraggin finished my MFA. 5 years worth of experience and learning and I cap it off with 2-3 weeks of disappointment and screw ups. Not on stage or in class. No, no, no, no, no. The drama in my life and work managed to completely erase (oh, I felt something stir inside) the excitement I have felt building up for weeks, months. Yea I think that’s pretty close to the mark.

So sad. I’ve accomplished so much and all I feel are the weights of work and life. Everything else doesn’t even register on the radar. So sad. It’s about time to go and I’m not dressed yet. Yea…