Wednesday, March 30, 2005


Masters pursue their craft constantly - it is first and foremost in their minds. They pursue it relentlessly – at times to the detriment of their most intimate. Their concentration so draws their focus from the average daily chore of life that it can induce to be social impairment…

And I've realized that I'm not that way about anything, acting included - not that I'm going to stop acting or that I'll never be that way about acting. I just know that I'm not that way about it now.

I went into grad school intending for acting to be that "thing" for me, but I guess you can't really choose it. Although, I guess that assumes a "thing" exists for everyone.

Maybe only some of us are given to the focus that leads to mastery of craft.

OR... maybe we CAN all achieve some great level of mastery, we just have to make the decision to be a master - like, mastery is its own achievement separate from a field of achievement like acting, etc.

Of course, like everything else in the world, it's probably something in the middle.

Or - whatever...

Monday, March 21, 2005


I just found a check for $250 from January that I never deposited.

um,... (gulp) is that you, God?

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

The next new hotness

The new junior high fad gaining momentum in NY and coming to a rap-wear/mall kiosk near you: Scrolling LED belts.

That's right. Now you can personalize your style at the waist daily via the latest in light emitting diode technology.

I saw two girls with these on on the bus already.

Hollye, I can't make this stuff up.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Look at Cartoon Network Be Progressive

Justice League Unlimited on Cartoon Network just started by showing a mixed couple (BM, WM)climbing up a mesa in Nevada. Of course, they immediately ate it - sucked into some mechanical, parasite-mass type thing that can replicate using any substance (Stargate Replicators, anyone?).

Maybe Bruce Wayne and Supes will figure out a way to re-form them by the end of the episode - but I ain't holdin' out hope.
I'm beginning to understand how New York winters drive people crazy.

It's not really through sheer intensity (though it can, on occasion, impress that way to).

It's through ridiculous longevity.

It's almost the second week of March, and we're still getting consecutive days of snow.

Not a lot, but...

It's like water torture...with snow.

Here comes the snow again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion...

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

So, I'm starting yet another week off wack...

Was late to a meeting (that wouldn't have taken place on time anyway; still, me and tardiness MUST un-acquaint ourselves).

Didn't manage to yank my largess out of bed until 2pm today.

Just realized that, for at least the past few days, I've been handing out resumes that don't have any contact info on it.

In other news, this actually happened to me:

I was walking down a stairwell at the 14th St. orange line stop. I stopped halfway down to rethink getting on the subway. While I was in thought, a gentleman enters the stairwell and says:

"Yo, look out man. Watchya back, man, I gotta go."

And he begins urinating in the stairwell.

In one of those blissful hour-long 3 millisecond moments that we have where we realize what someone is doing/saying, it occurred to me to vacate. I think I did so in time to avoid splatter. Said gentleman did not appear to be homeless or particularly unstable.
So, New Yorkers really do treat the subway like a toilet.

Ingenious, I tell you. Ingenious.

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