Rocky Horror Show closed last night. My evenings are mine once again! It was a really fun show and I met some great people but, as always happens right after a show, I’m feeling extremely anti-social. Apologies in advance for un-returned phone calls and emails. Not that I’ll have a lot of time for socializing…
I’ve been tricked more so than treated this year- I work tonight, Sat and Sun. So much for a weekend. It didn’t even occur to me to ask for Sunday off, since I’ve been working a Fri-Sat schedule. I was grumbling about fewer hours but this means I won’t really regain sanity until… a week from now when I hopefully have a day off. In the meantime, I think early bedtimes are in order- and better meals. Hopefully, this will help me muster energy to figure out what the hell to do with all of the stuff in our apartment and car. Does anyone want to purchase an alien costume? Super cheap!
Curiously, as run down as I feel physically, I keep getting spurts of creative energy. I found myself scribbling furiously on the bus ride home from work yesterday. I’m REALLY looking forward to getting my laptop back (it was borrowed to do projection on Rocky)!
I really like both the meaning (Ciarán means ‘little dark one’ and MacCarthy means ‘loving person’) and the sound of this name. I had already planned on using ‘Mac’ instead of ‘Mc’ but it’s still probably too similar. Should I revert to the Gaelic ‘Mac Carthaigh’ or find another surname entirely?
I’m resisting now but I’ll probably end up finding another surname. I don’t want to have to deal with readers’ previous association with this name.
I explored several options for compiling and organizing my writing-related notes in my previous post. I wasn’t really satisfied with any of them. A week (or more??) ago, Tim set up a wiki on my domain (powered by MediaWiki). I think I’ve found a solution for organizing my note clutter. Continue reading Note Taking Solution
I read something over on Star’s blog that, in a perverse way, I was glad to read because Star is one whip-smart lady and if she is dumb, then that must make me High Priestess Dummy-pants. She talks about (among other things) reading critically and the experience of reading something and realizing that nothing is sinking in. I struggle with this often, so I thought that I’d rant a bit on the topic.
It’s frustrating for a smarty-pants who is trained to read critically to 1) lose this skill and feel dumb when she picks up Joyce on a whim or 2) refine this skill and find joy killed in most other aspects of her life. Continue reading She Makes with the Thinks (or Not)
I’ve taken to using Google Documents for recording notes and the like for my Jackal project. I like using gDocs because my information is available where ever there is a computer with internet access and a web browser, the content is shareable (or not), it can be exported as a .doc, .html, or posted to a blog and the whole thing is more or less searchable.
At lunch, I played around with Microsoft OneNote and wondered if there are any writers out there who use OneNote to help them organize random musings that are scribbled down for future reference. Continue reading Online Note Management
Politics does not exist in a vacuum. Contrary to popular belief, ‘politics’ isn’t a dirty word either. It is simply policies that govern a society. I haven’t given much thought as to how current political events, namely, the election, will shape our society.
Nancy asked me a question last night: whether blacks voting for Obama because he is black is the same as women voting for a woman candidate because the candidate is a woman. I have no idea how to answer this but the question primed me to consider the cultural dimension of this presidential race.
This morning I read an interview with Bernard-Henri Lévy on Salon that touched on the broader social implications of Obama being elected president. To Lévy, this scenario isn’t just about blacks being empowered:
…it will mean the end of a new American evil, which is the dividing, the Balkanization of American society. This is another counter-effect of a great idea, which was tolerance. You so much tolerate that you tolerate the American society to be in separate bubbles having their own peculiarities, and so on. Obama as president will mean all these bubbles submitted to a real ideal of citizenship. This is his message. McCain will not be able to do this. If McCain is elected, I can tell you the Iranians will close themselves in the Iranian identity. The Arabs will coldly, freezingly imprison themselves in the Muslim identity. The African-Americans will believe that the American society is more and more built against them. You will have an increase of the Balkanization. [emphasis is my own]
If Americans elect a black man (OK, I’m ignoring Obama’s mixed heritage for the moment) to the highest position in the nation, the American ideal of democracy will finally be married to equality, not just for blacks, but for all minorities. Such a scenario not only empowers ALL Americans, it also sends the message to the rest of the world that heads of state aren’t just a bunch of old, rich white men talking about opportunity and equality. This election has the potential to be a radical affirmation of American principles and values.
Nancy is exactly right: this is an amazing time to be alive.
I haven’t had much time to think about anything but Rocky lately; nonetheless, I will try to make sure that my posts don’t become too ‘blah Rocky blah blah’. This is just Week One, after all. That being said, I want to get another plug in, simply because I am so proud of this cast and crew and what they’ve accomplished.
This show is raunchy- more so than the movie. As time goes on and crowds get larger and more- uh, appreciative (read: misbehaved), the cast will be amping it up to match. A definite must see for virgins and long-time fans, especially for those who’ve never seen Rocky live.
We have a four piece band (who, thankfully, gets the creative team’s humor and finds ways to contribute), 10-inch heels (Frank TOWERS over everyone in the cast), movie projection integrated into the show, oh and gorgeous people wearing next to nothing. Did I get all of the selling points? Oo-ooh no, because I forgot to mention sex toys, water guns, and Brad’s tighty-whiteys.
Gather your props, ready your lungs, prime your vocal chords and join us for some good ol’ fashioned debauchery.