tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39903942011-04-21T18:18:08.135-07:00FltAdm_JRamblings and Ruminations and things like that. No pets.J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comBlogger491100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-1080068246822807662004-03-23T10:57:00.000-08:002004-03-23T11:25:24.483-08:00I did not leave Utah expecting to be a political activist. I didn't have any PETA pamphlets, I didn't have any anti-war stickers, and I didn't have dreadlocks. I had a well read Gore Vidal book, but people who read that sort of book don't really participate; they move to Italy and complain about pretty much anything.
I took a train, which arrived at about four in the morning, two hours late. J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-925635662003-04-13T21:43:00.000-07:002003-04-13T21:43:25.543-07:00Seeing as FOD is not putting my entries up, I'm putting up a few days worth of journal entries that have been languishing on my hard drive.
5 April 2003
I rode TRAX downtown, and there are all these cute guys wearing neckties, and more than one of them is being nice to me, almost enough for me to think I'm being hit on. But what the hell would any self respecting gay boy be doing awake at J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-888368132003-02-09T22:23:00.000-08:002003-02-09T22:23:02.220-08:00I've moved. I can now be found here.J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-885185442003-02-03T22:42:00.000-08:002003-02-03T22:42:09.740-08:00This day has to be near the top of the charts. Enjoyed my classes, especially the ones I spent at Village Inn with a couple of mythadorks and assorted personages. Plus the read-through for the play, covering my bits. A small part, but me and my cockroaches will get big laughs.
I felt bad about leaving Cara to hang lamps. But it was worth it. Eric walked up to me after school and asked if I J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-884869082003-02-03T11:45:00.000-08:002003-02-03T11:45:43.296-08:00Personal Log, 15020.3 -
I worked again yesterday. The new office is nice, but it'll take a while for me to find the good food. Ah, well - nothing like a challenge with motivation. Oh, and Kingpin premiered yesterday. Not exactly an original concept, but it looks like they have some good writers and I like the six episode arc format. Whoot.
I'm not working enough; all my time this week - J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-883655452003-01-31T21:45:00.000-08:002003-01-31T21:45:30.963-08:00Personal Log, 15013.1 -
Meet and greet for the play. It was so odd to use the words, "and I'll be playing the role of," when I introduced myself. It feels like some sort of betrayal. I'll be codesigning the set w/Emma Lumbeck, so it's not a complete abandonment of my principals. That sucks too - I don't do things half-assed, not even selling out. At least Emma's good with sets - that thing J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-882776422003-01-30T09:48:00.000-08:002003-01-30T09:48:48.496-08:00Personal Log, 15013.0 -
Someone said I was without fear yesterday. That was cool, but also bullshit. Walking back to TRAX, in front of PTC, a few people with various musical instruments walked past me on the sidewalk. One of them, a tall guy with nice hair, looked at me. I took a few more steps, and turned around. He'd turned around too, and we looked at each other for a minute. I took a J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-881948152003-01-28T19:40:00.000-08:002003-01-28T19:40:51.950-08:00Personal Log, 15012.8 -
Okay, I just sat through the State of the Union Adress. I won't go over every detail of Bush's proposals and new policies. They don't quite work when you put them together. Or on their own, come to think of it. Someone should probably have read that speech beforehand. Especially the line about "Hitlerism, militarism, and communism." It's not that I supported the J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-881412062003-01-27T21:36:00.000-08:002003-01-27T21:36:38.596-08:00Personal Log, 15012.7 -
I love getting new issues of The New Republic. There's always some new horror or awfulness. This week, my pet peeve is Zimbabwae. I may not know how to spell it, but I do know it's home to a ruthless dictator who's starving his own people and weaking economic havoc over half of Africa for his own personal gain, and no one seems to give a damn. Fuck Saddam, Robert J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-879414462003-01-23T21:31:00.000-08:002003-01-23T21:31:47.686-08:00Personal Log, Supplimental -
I'm not in a bad mood anymore. There's a Klingon noun that means "One who is loved." It's "bang." Whoot fucking whoot.J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-879403272003-01-23T21:07:00.000-08:002003-01-23T21:07:07.563-08:00Personal Log, Supplimental -
Morons.
I just heard an NPR interview with some woman named Hoylan-Hillward or something of this nature. She's the leader of A.N.S.W.R. - Act Now to Stop War and Racism - the organization behind Saturdays million-person-strong peace march in D.C. She personified everything wrong with the left tonight. She was unable to answer a simple yes or no question in under J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-879088582003-01-23T09:50:00.000-08:002003-01-23T09:50:41.900-08:00Personal Log, 15012.3 -
I got this cool little weekly planner yesterday. Well, I procured this cool little weekly planner yesterday. Whatever. The point is it's cool.
I spent a lot of time with Wendy St. James talking about leaving West. She has all these little programs she wants me to mix-and-match (BYU mail-in credits, Woodland Hills courses, and such) to get my diploma done. It's the J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-878235082003-01-21T20:45:00.000-08:002003-01-21T20:45:38.813-08:00Personal Log, 15012.1 -
Well, I got a burocratic runaround today. Ah, well. C.J. said the Horizonte thing was, "Probably a good thing for you." Considering the fact that C.J. is deservedly considered the best source for academic advice at West (and maybe in all of Utah) I'm now pretty dead set in favor of the idea.
That's all I've really done the past few days. I saw the Golden Globes, and J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-876680962003-01-18T21:35:00.000-08:002003-01-18T21:37:21.000-08:00Personal Log, 15011.8 -
"She's deader than a saturday night in Salt Lake City!" --Dave Lister, Red Dwarf
I didn't even try to find anything to do today. I guess this Horizonte thing is really bugging me. On the one hand, the chance to work at the grand with Syhalla is really tempting. And it would get me out of high school quicker, without a lot of the stuff I'd have to deal with at West, J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-876210312003-01-17T18:53:00.000-08:002003-01-17T18:53:33.706-08:00Personal Log, 15011.7 -
Finishing up the second Beast Wars tape, and I'm hooked. I'm about four episodes into a multi-episode arc that is the most complex and interesting plot I've ever seen in a children's show. That's right, a mulit-episode arc in a chidren's show. That isn't afraid to go way over it's audience's head with things. Whoot.
Anyhoodles, I talked to Cindy Clarke at SLCC today.J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-875376652003-01-16T07:58:00.000-08:002003-01-16T07:58:52.840-08:00Personal Log, 15011.6 -
I was walking from work to TRAX yesterday, when a strange car pulled up to the curb and someone I didn't recognize shouted at me to get in. I got in, of course. It was James, Mariel, and Bethy Hewes, of all people. I haven't seem Bethy in three months, at least, so that was a good thing. Turns out they were on their way to get David, and everyone ended up coming over J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-873856852003-01-13T18:12:00.000-08:002003-01-13T18:13:46.000-08:00Personal Log, 15011.3 -
Got my ears. That's sort of the Mythic equivalent of a drivers liscence. I dunno if I'll PC tommorrow, though - I couldn't find anything for a cloak, so I made one. It's not very good, but it's mine. So there.
Anyhoodles, I just saw another Beast Wars episode. I can't recall what the title is, but I just need to use the term "fatal flatulence" for any BW fan to get J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-873153832003-01-12T11:50:00.000-08:002003-01-12T11:51:33.000-08:00Personal Log, 15011.2 -
Well, it's been a good weekend, all in all. Friday was auditorium clean-out day. We hung plenty of new cans, which was a very happy thing. We should have good lighting avaliable when the play and dance concerts roll around. Right now, the only thing we desperately need is... drumroll ... safety cable! Whoot!
Saturday was the Valnor module. Only the second module inJ'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-871010872003-01-07T22:52:00.000-08:002003-01-07T22:52:29.020-08:00Personal Log, 15010.7 -
Blew off a little homework, it'll probably ruin my weekend. Oh, well. I'll still have time for either Mythic, About Schmit, or clubbing - just not all of them. Such is life. Rather vauge sense of helplessness, frustration, and such. No wonder so many people in this hellhole pop Prozac like popcorn. Damnit.
There was a teacher, up in Springville - apparently, she J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-870087972003-01-06T07:17:00.000-08:002003-01-06T07:17:13.530-08:00Personal Log, 15010.6 -
Y'know, there's an easy way to revitalize the nations economy. The FDA should go around classifying pretty much anything as a prescription drug. As soon as you need a doctors note to get water (or as the pharmy's have called it, "Moistex") the money pouring out of the consumer sector will be, well, like a cataclysmic flood.J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-868686382003-01-03T00:25:00.000-08:002003-01-03T00:25:49.546-08:00Personal Log, 15010.3 -
NPC'd again today, and that was enjoyable as always. We got to hide in a cage and act all helpless and weak, and when the heros broke us out of the cage, we killed 'em. I will most likely sign up for a rulebook, and begin working out a PC on the open house saturday. Mythic is taking up more and more of my time... it's sort of like a virus. I don't know if I can still J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-868176002003-01-01T22:35:00.000-08:002003-01-01T22:43:53.000-08:00Personal Log, 15010.1 -
There is a theory that ones year will in many ways be spent the way one spends New Year's Day. I would dearly hope that would be so. Okay, I only got, like, two hours of sleep today, but that's quite all right. I spent the day doing many happy things.
At midnight, I drank pseudo-bubbly with Jake, Jen, Dan and Erik. (Jen really met her boyfriend on the Internet. I J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-867281242002-12-30T20:59:00.000-08:002002-12-30T21:00:40.000-08:00Personal Log, supplimental -
I bought The Two Towers soundtrack today and left it on the bus not an hour later. Damn it. Great way to wrap up the year, I guess...J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-867077032002-12-30T11:19:00.000-08:002002-12-30T11:19:16.390-08:00Personal Log, 14123.0 -
Wow... only a couple of days and it'll be 15010.1 - how cool is that? I dunno if I'm even going to do anything for New Years... I might go make a movie weekend of it, or hit Bricks... but no parties, really. Ah, well.
I finally got a hold of the last two hours of Channel 4's Queer as Folk. I also explained the diffrence between the British version and Showtime's: "J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-866185982002-12-28T00:01:00.000-08:002002-12-28T00:01:04.980-08:00Personal Log, 14122.8 -
Went shooting with Eric. We met a couple of eurotrash snowboarders at Gallivan, drinking something potent out of a Vanilla Coke can. We lied, of course, about what we were doing there - a pair of journalists for the Daily Utah Chronicle doing a feature for on the Hoberman arch - it's amazing what a little knowledge and balls will get you. No one said no to having theirJ'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-865722702002-12-26T19:42:00.000-08:002002-12-26T19:42:23.156-08:00Personal Log, 14122.6 -
I just found this at Jesus's Place.
In most cases Jesus will be available and eager to speak to you about spirituality if desired. If you are not spiritual, Jesus will share a beer and pleasant existential banter.
Well, it reminded me of the parable in which Jesus turns water into wine. I thought to myself, is that how Jesus gets his beer? According to Jesus, "Yes J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-865032462002-12-24T20:25:00.000-08:002002-12-24T20:25:48.543-08:00Personal Log 14122.4 -
More movies today. Martin Scorsese's latest, The Gangs of New York. It's much better than the trailers made it out to be. It's actually pretty damn good. Jim Broadbent deserves an Oscar nod for Boss Tweed, the mayor-mobster of 1850's New York. "We're burying a lot of votes today." Intense film, too. It's like Scorsese is jumping out of the screen, shouting, "You J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-864680432002-12-23T22:01:00.000-08:002002-12-23T22:01:44.096-08:00Personal Log, 14122.2 -
Well, I finally went to see The Two Towers. Wow.
Yeah, that's all I can say. Wow. It kicked Star Trek's pale, hairy, Bill-Shatner-sized ass.
I also went Christmas shopping for my mother. She is the most incredibly difficult person to shop for. I've been carrying the last of my cash around for a week and a half, looking. It only took my fifteen minutes to shop for J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-864252362002-12-22T22:33:00.000-08:002002-12-22T22:33:15.723-08:00Personal Log, 14122.2 -
I went into the basement at Sam Wellers for the first time today. It's hard to believe I've been to that store so many times and never wandered down to the basement before. I can't belive how wonderful it is, either. Books upon books upon books, streching across a half dozen rooms going from the cavernous to the miniscule... I feel so happy down there. It may, in factJ'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-863907262002-12-22T01:01:00.000-08:002002-12-22T01:01:53.736-08:00Personal Log, 14122.2 -
So, I ended the night tonight feeling rather shallow and jealous of those with more money or opportunity or bois than I have, and, as I usually do when I'm in these moods, went down towards where Axis, Bricks and the Trapp are clustered behind Gateway. It's not something I do horribly often, but I've gone down there on a half dozen saturdays this year. Yet again, I J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-863503062002-12-20T21:27:00.000-08:002002-12-20T21:27:31.260-08:00Personal Log, 14122.0 -
There is nothing more annoying to hear on the radio than the cheerful announcement, "Children are our future!" Damn you, Sandy City Playhouse! Damn you to hell!J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-863034882002-12-19T20:32:00.000-08:002002-12-19T20:32:27.290-08:00Personal Log, 14121.9 -
I did quite a few things today... finished up that flipbook project, worked two shows, one on either side of the lights, spent some time with various friends, and considered, at one point, going to class. I created a few things, read some things, and had an all in all wonderful day.
Good fortune makes for an unplesantly bland entry, doesn't it?J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-862557102002-12-18T21:06:00.000-08:002002-12-18T21:06:29.043-08:00Personal Log, Supplimental -
I have decided I hate my car. I simply do not like it. I don't like having to choose between donating to environmental club and Amber's Secret Santa Gift. I don't like having to choose between getting my father a christmas gift and going to see The Two Towers. I don't like not being able to afford to skip a shift at work to practice for the dance concert. And J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-862316422002-12-18T11:26:00.000-08:002002-12-18T11:26:56.470-08:00Personal Log, 14121.8 -
I would just like to point out that I am not a dancer. I feel that this is important, in light of future events.
Got the chance to go through all my old negatives looking for shots of the people returning for christmas™ break. I discovered something interesting. I have more good pictures of Glenn Fujimura than of Sam Watkiss. The interesting thing here is that Glenn J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-862050192002-12-17T21:32:00.000-08:002002-12-17T21:33:23.000-08:00Personal Log, 14121.7 -
Tommorow is the white elephant party in TOK. I debated getting a second gift certifcate to Cahoots, on a simple theory. Swearing is impolite, but words that sound like swear words are funny as hell. Giving out sex toys is impolite, but giving out a gift certificate that can be redeemed for sex toys is funny as hell. But ultimately I decided on something called "Mars J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-861497112002-12-16T20:41:00.000-08:002002-12-16T20:41:16.106-08:00Personal Log, 14121.6 -
God, I have to get over myself. I was complaining about being a sexuality guidance counselor agian today, and really, I have no cause to. I mean, yes, I was very much in the role this time last year, and it was a huge mistake - but I'm not dating Andy any more, and I haven't seen --
I mean, it's been months since --
I said something along the lines of --
Oh, hell, I J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-860003882002-12-14T11:46:00.000-08:002002-12-14T11:46:56.580-08:00Personal Log, 14121.4 -
So, I went to see Nemisis yesterday, and walked, what with cars being bad both for the environment and too me personally. 'Bout half way home, walking along 33rd South, I came upon a srynge lying on the ground, needle bent, still half filled with what I can only assume was some sort of narcotic. It was just lying there on the side of the sidewalke, between a mexican J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-858817752002-12-11T22:53:00.000-08:002002-12-11T22:53:51.026-08:00Personal Log, 14121.1 -
I don't want to be someone people are afraid of. I don't want to be the person people are afraid to let their children hang out with. I don't want to be the person people hang out with to piss of their parents. I don't want to be the person people go to for comfort. I don't want to be the person who makes people uncomfortable.
I don't want to be all the things I haveJ'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-858256942002-12-10T22:26:00.000-08:002002-12-10T22:27:17.000-08:00Personal Log, supplimental -
I had something important and insightful to say earlier, but I can't rememer what it is. Damn it, I'm getting very confused by Mi-- well, by a lot of things. I thought I might be part dancer, until we started the movement unit in drama.
Speaking of confused--next, on "All Things Considered" on you're NPR station:
"The president announced today the creation of a J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-857929142002-12-10T10:13:00.000-08:002002-12-10T10:13:26.273-08:00Personal Log, 14121.0 -
I have decided that the next date I go on will not fit the standard dating template of American dating. The general steps - meet, hang, kiss - are in the wrong order. Now, that doesn't mean you shouldn't date, and get it on with people, even with the people you've known for quite a while.
The problem is, sex is an X factor. Hopping into bed changes the way people J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-856755842002-12-08T03:17:00.000-08:002002-12-08T03:17:46.340-08:00Personal Log, 14120.8 -
Angst and uncomfortable week is over. I decree it.
There was the dance concert. It was angsty because I was being half a stage manager without really stage managing, and I don't think that was the right call to make. It was uncomfortable because of all that had to be done with the lights, and we still didn't have enough lights.
I saw Andy again. It was angsty J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-855788072002-12-05T21:54:00.000-08:002002-12-05T21:54:07.270-08:00Personal Log, 14120.5 –
Ah, spontaneity. It really is the only part of life that proves we exist. After all, it can’t all just be in our mind if things happen we hadn’t thought of.
I ended up working a show with someone I hadn’t seen in a while in it (and by someone I hadn’t seen in a while, I mean an ex) and the whole situations has been messing with my head. I guess I just didn’t know how J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-855240502002-12-04T22:00:00.000-08:002002-12-04T22:01:32.000-08:00Personal Log, 14120.4 -
9.00a - Played Bible Quest with Sam, discussed how much sex there is in the bible.
10.30a - Went to Big City Soup, discussed nature of sex with Jericha.
12.00p - Got news that purchase order for lamps was approved. Better than sex.
12.30p - TOK. Jer Darais and Emily McConnell didn't know what S&M meant.
2.15p - Spent fifteen minutes trapped between two moving freight J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-854390022002-12-03T11:22:00.000-08:002002-12-03T11:22:23.053-08:00Personal Log, supplemental -
I hung with Alex from Czechoslovakia during third today. God, the mall is boring during the day. Now I remember why I never sluff there. Oh, well.
According to Al, Cory used to have a temple recommend. He claims that the locker rooms in the temple are almost never cleaned. So that's the secret the Mormons have been hiding all these years - poor hygiene. J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-854289142002-12-03T06:38:00.000-08:002002-12-03T06:38:26.460-08:00Personal Log, 14120.3 -
Probability is normal. The laws of physics are functioning normally. Nothing is on fire. You're problems are your own.
But who would want to count the president's nose hairs?
Speaking of the president, I got the new New Republic yesterday. As usual, the back page was the most enlightening. Apparently there was a children's books character named Eloise...
Okay, if J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-854070552002-12-02T17:40:00.000-08:002002-12-02T17:40:01.216-08:00Personal Log, supplemental -
What IS it about readheads?J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-853966982002-12-02T13:55:00.000-08:002002-12-02T13:55:16.663-08:00Personal Log, supplemental -
Oy, the dance concert is going to be the opposite of fun. At least I get to see dancers in spandex.
Talked to Hillary about the lamps. Theoretically, we'll get lamps for the cans on the day of the show. Can you see that? "Hey, we've got a show in six hours. Let's rehang and refocus it from the ground up!" Could I spend 14 months in a North Korean prison J'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-853901832002-12-02T11:33:00.000-08:002002-12-02T11:33:29.040-08:00Personal Log, 14120.2 -
What are the fundamental images? Jung talked about the collective unconscious, and I think he had some good ideas. There are literary archetypes that occur throughout human civilization, in all forms and shapes. I think there are images that do the same thing. But what are they? Which paintings, or photographs, or icons affect everyone?
The Indians had some - if youJ'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3990394.post-853642662002-12-01T22:04:00.000-08:002002-12-01T22:10:55.000-08:00Personal Log, 14120.1 -
Okay, let's try this again, folks. I've lost a lot of computer stuff fixing everything that went wrong while I was off at the musical, and this blog is only the latest casualty. Still, in the new James Bond movie, people pay huge sums of money just to start over - I'm getting the same opportunity free of charge.
I finally got around to setting up the YahooGroup for theJ'mylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10025087598399833174noreply@blogger.com