Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Left wrist.

Weird, hollow? Feeling?

Perhaps from sleeping on it.

Not pain.


Had first actor reaming in a long time in class today.

Just woke up feelng like I was in trouble, had done something wrong, was supposed to have done something.

Don't know if it's related.

I am determined to not be an asshole to get a point across in teaching acting/anything, that performing passion is not necessary to talk about and is often less constructive and wholly not respectful.

In the least...one must earn respect and TRUST before using emotional manipulation/stimulation.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

me, the K10 and all the bucolic that Pepsi, SUNY and Purchase can muster.

ok. maybe not all.

I have no idea what bucolic is.


I just realized my helmet

has been sitting in the corner for over a year now unused.

it may be very material/consumptionist/earthly, but I still really want a motorbike.

I was asked today

where I get my energy from.

As in, who in family.

You know what?

I don't exactly know.


The sense comes from mother's.

I think the urge toward loquacity/to perform from father's.

His are preachers.

Hers are comedians.

in my little bit of estimation, anyway.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Portrait of Tracy

I guess it figures that the only S.W.V. song that I'll ever admit to REALLY liking would be 90-98% due to the (large) interpolated element of an experimental jazz song from 1976.

Or may be it doesn't.


Monday, September 20, 2010


First class since grad school.

6 years.

First first day of school-ish.

I shld prolly go before I'm late.


Thursday, September 16, 2010



At some point,

I'm going to figure out that self conscious is something to not be while on set.

It also not the best place to have a bad day on the bike.

Stop being scared, oh yeah of little selfbelief.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Why are politicians paid?

Doesn't it create a conflict of interest of some sort that people be paid to represent when they are themselves part of the public they're meant to serve?

Paid to serve themselves.

Shouldn't there by a heavily defined demarkation between politicians ans representatives?

"the individual has no right to live

.unto himself."

"The bond of the slave

Is snapped at the moment he considers himself a free being."


"This body does not belong to us.

It belongs to your children and those a thousand years unborn. You are preparing the world for another tomorrow, even if you die here today."


Monday, September 06, 2010

The Tempest is a comedy?

The firdt rom-com?


I was all ready to aud for it. Then I watched it.

Caliban? I dunno...

Maybe it'll get interesting to me before Friday.

Sunday, September 05, 2010


I was a counselor/CO at facility for wayward youth.


Toughlove, whathaveyou.

Was working with kid with obvious deferred development.

Wednesday, September 01, 2010


I am in one of "those" moods.

Despite my intent to go do some menial work to avoid it...

Which I haven't because I haven't gotten what I applied for and didn't take what I knew would be there (because flyers are USELESS).

I did also fully intend to do something creative with the camera - set up date with model even - but "thing" came up for her... So...

I've been in this room for 6 years. Gasp. Gasp and egad.

(Insert sigh)

I suppose I've come fully out of my vacation from theatre. There's a theory about approaching a role that I'd like to test...

Watched The Tempest last night. Not so certain I want to go in for it now. Maybe.

At times I wonder if I should go find some ambitious, Type A-types to tie myself too.

(See what I did there? Nice.)


This has been one of those posts.


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