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Sunday, January 27, 2008
Corteo
Cirque du Soleil is in town through February 17th. I missed the pre-show with my roommate. But, a friend of mine made it up to me and got tickets for the Saturday night showing. Oh - my - fucking - god. I have always watched the shows on TV (thanks Bravo!) and always wanted to go see in person. I had a blast.
What is Corteo about? Here is the basics from the Cirque site:
Corteo, which means "cortege" in Italian, is a joyous procession, a festive parade imagined by a clown. The show brings together the passion of the actor with the grace and power of the acrobat to plunge the audience into a theatrical world of fun, comedy and spontaneity situated in a mysterious space between heaven and earth.
The clown pictures his own funeral taking place in a carnival atmosphere, watched over by quietly caring angels. Juxtaposing the large with the small, the ridiculous with the tragic and the magic of perfection with the charm of imperfection, the show highlights the strength and fragility of the clown, as well as his wisdom and kindness, to illustrate the portion of humanity that is within each of us. The music, by turns lyrical and playful, carries Corteo through a timeless celebration in which illusion teases reality.
I don't know how to express the emotions felt, the amazement at the performances and the great costumes. All I can say...go see it if it comes near you. It is definitely worth sitting under the big top...if you get close to the round stage, you have a greater chance of being able to be a part of the show itself.
My rating - two thumbs up. Now, time to go find the music track for cheaper than the selling price. ¶ 1/27/2008 07:49:00 PM 0 comments
What is Corteo about? Here is the basics from the Cirque site:
Corteo, which means "cortege" in Italian, is a joyous procession, a festive parade imagined by a clown. The show brings together the passion of the actor with the grace and power of the acrobat to plunge the audience into a theatrical world of fun, comedy and spontaneity situated in a mysterious space between heaven and earth.
The clown pictures his own funeral taking place in a carnival atmosphere, watched over by quietly caring angels. Juxtaposing the large with the small, the ridiculous with the tragic and the magic of perfection with the charm of imperfection, the show highlights the strength and fragility of the clown, as well as his wisdom and kindness, to illustrate the portion of humanity that is within each of us. The music, by turns lyrical and playful, carries Corteo through a timeless celebration in which illusion teases reality.
I don't know how to express the emotions felt, the amazement at the performances and the great costumes. All I can say...go see it if it comes near you. It is definitely worth sitting under the big top...if you get close to the round stage, you have a greater chance of being able to be a part of the show itself.
My rating - two thumbs up. Now, time to go find the music track for cheaper than the selling price. ¶ 1/27/2008 07:49:00 PM 0 comments
Friday, January 25, 2008
Living while dying...a response to a friend's blog
After a long day of work and hell, I decided to log into Myspace to see what a friend of mine had posted. He had found an article on HIVPLUSMAG.COM and reposted it. The title? Perfectly Flawed. The subject? That while living life after nearly dying, he felt like he was dying inside. My friend asked (right before reposting the article) the following: "Even after overcoming some of the greatest obstacles we may ever know, what keeps us living to the fullest?"
I might not have been diagnosed with HIV yet like some of my closest friends and lovers have been, but I think that I can say that I have been in those shoes before. And not just once or twice. It was several times over the last eight or nine years. But, I didn't hesitate once when I wrote my response:
"I don't know what to tell you will make you want to keep living when you die inside. For me, I was dying a long time ago. But, some part of me kept saying that there was more to me and more to life and I kept hanging on. Now, I have finally started on that road to where I am being rebuilt and reborn. I have friends around that gently (most of the time) remind me that they are there, and that I have a reason. I have my music that has been inspiring me again and bringing the light back into my life. I try to do it for me, now, and not for someone else. Because, ultimately, it is me and my own strength and happiness which truly determines me for me."
And it is true. Each one of us has our own reason for wanting to live...or not, for that matter. But, we also have around us - as well as within - the reason and desire to keep hanging onto life.
At least, that is what I would like to believe. Otherwise, what is it all for? ¶ 1/25/2008 10:49:00 PM 0 comments
I might not have been diagnosed with HIV yet like some of my closest friends and lovers have been, but I think that I can say that I have been in those shoes before. And not just once or twice. It was several times over the last eight or nine years. But, I didn't hesitate once when I wrote my response:
"I don't know what to tell you will make you want to keep living when you die inside. For me, I was dying a long time ago. But, some part of me kept saying that there was more to me and more to life and I kept hanging on. Now, I have finally started on that road to where I am being rebuilt and reborn. I have friends around that gently (most of the time) remind me that they are there, and that I have a reason. I have my music that has been inspiring me again and bringing the light back into my life. I try to do it for me, now, and not for someone else. Because, ultimately, it is me and my own strength and happiness which truly determines me for me."
And it is true. Each one of us has our own reason for wanting to live...or not, for that matter. But, we also have around us - as well as within - the reason and desire to keep hanging onto life.
At least, that is what I would like to believe. Otherwise, what is it all for? ¶ 1/25/2008 10:49:00 PM 0 comments
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Outrage
Westboro Baptist Church
(WBC Chronicles - Since 1955)
3701 SW 12th St. Topeka, Kansas 66604 785-273-0325 www.godhatesfags.com
Religious Opinion and Bible Commentary on Current Events
Saturday, January 12, 2008
NEWS RELEASE
WBC to picket Camp Lejeune.
God Hates the u.s. Marines.
The wonderful, spit-and-polish Marine is over
eight months pregnant and she says another
wonderful Marine raped her, and now on the
eve of his court martial where she is the star
witness against him, she turns up dead, and he
is a fugitive from justice. Wonderful. The few.
The proud. Based on our extensive experience
with Marines for over a decade, we can testify
that these are typical Marines.
WBC will picket the filthy, lawless Marine
Corps - at noon next Sat., Jan. 19 - at Camp
Lejeune, North Carolina; in religious protest
and warning: "Be not "'deceived; God is not
mocked." Gal. 6:7. God Hates Fags! & FagEnablers.
Ergo, God hates the Marines.
The Marine Corps is saturated with vile fags and dykes. It matters not
to them that they are violating the laws of God and man. Our leaders
know of the problem, but they refuse to fix it, due to pressure from
political leaders, because fags have enormous political influence - called
in Scripture "The power of the dog." Psa.22:20. And the phenomenon
is called by Tocqueville, "The worm in the American apple."
"Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind; it is abomination. "
Lev. 18:22.
"Let no man deceive you with vain words; for because ofthese things
cometh the wrath ofGod upon the children ofdisobedience. "
Eph.5:6.
I am sorry, but all I can really say is What the Fuck?? I know too many people in the military, gay and straight. And I understand that each branch has their own reputations. But who the hell do you think you are to judge someone else, especially someone who has sworn an oath to lay down their life to protect you and the very freedom that allows you to talk shit. Gay or straight, we have a right to protect our country, our friends and our families.
"Do not judge, or you too will be judged. For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you (Matthew 7:12)."
(Yes, I understand that this actually talks about being hypocritical, but I still think feel that it applies in all meanings.) ¶ 1/16/2008 10:09:00 PM 0 comments
This is an actual flier posted by Westboro Baptist Church.....
Westboro Baptist Church
(WBC Chronicles - Since 1955)
3701 SW 12th St. Topeka, Kansas 66604 785-273-0325 www.godhatesfags.com
Religious Opinion and Bible Commentary on Current Events
Saturday, January 12, 2008
NEWS RELEASE
WBC to picket Camp Lejeune.
God Hates the u.s. Marines.
The wonderful, spit-and-polish Marine is over
eight months pregnant and she says another
wonderful Marine raped her, and now on the
eve of his court martial where she is the star
witness against him, she turns up dead, and he
is a fugitive from justice. Wonderful. The few.
The proud. Based on our extensive experience
with Marines for over a decade, we can testify
that these are typical Marines.
WBC will picket the filthy, lawless Marine
Corps - at noon next Sat., Jan. 19 - at Camp
Lejeune, North Carolina; in religious protest
and warning: "Be not "'deceived; God is not
mocked." Gal. 6:7. God Hates Fags! & FagEnablers.
Ergo, God hates the Marines.
The Marine Corps is saturated with vile fags and dykes. It matters not
to them that they are violating the laws of God and man. Our leaders
know of the problem, but they refuse to fix it, due to pressure from
political leaders, because fags have enormous political influence - called
in Scripture "The power of the dog." Psa.22:20. And the phenomenon
is called by Tocqueville, "The worm in the American apple."
"Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind; it is abomination. "
Lev. 18:22.
"Let no man deceive you with vain words; for because ofthese things
cometh the wrath ofGod upon the children ofdisobedience. "
Eph.5:6.
I am sorry, but all I can really say is What the Fuck?? I know too many people in the military, gay and straight. And I understand that each branch has their own reputations. But who the hell do you think you are to judge someone else, especially someone who has sworn an oath to lay down their life to protect you and the very freedom that allows you to talk shit. Gay or straight, we have a right to protect our country, our friends and our families.
"Do not judge, or you too will be judged. For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you (Matthew 7:12)."
(Yes, I understand that this actually talks about being hypocritical, but I still think feel that it applies in all meanings.) ¶ 1/16/2008 10:09:00 PM 0 comments
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
The trip to Cali...
Okay, so I have been asked how much mileage and such the drive was from Raleigh to San Diego, so here are my stats:
Mileage actually driven - 2526 (Mapquest and GoogleMaps I think told me something around 2556 or so)
Money spent on gas - $268.01 (extra penny because machine wouldn't stop when I wanted it to)
Number of packs of gum chewed so not to smoke - 6 packs of Dentyne Ice (3 alone through Texas)
Number of states passed through on the ride - 10 (including NC and CA since I do have to cut through parts of each state)
Number of pics taken from the driver's seat - dunno....I'll get those uploaded to Myspace as soon as I actually get fully set up.
Number of friends back on the East Coast that I will miss - lots
Joy felt as I crossed through my home state - exponential...felt like I had come home nearly full circle
Anxiety felt with the beginnings of the new chapter in my life - definitely felt but keeping to a minimum.
This is one of the best things that I could probably have done for myself over the years...it has been long overdue for a change in my life that old circumstances were preventing from happening. I thank those who have been truly supportive, and the rest of ya'll I have only one thing to say: Don't count me out of the game just yet. I don't scream uncle very easily..... ¶ 1/01/2008 01:21:00 PM 0 comments
Mileage actually driven - 2526 (Mapquest and GoogleMaps I think told me something around 2556 or so)
Money spent on gas - $268.01 (extra penny because machine wouldn't stop when I wanted it to)
Number of packs of gum chewed so not to smoke - 6 packs of Dentyne Ice (3 alone through Texas)
Number of states passed through on the ride - 10 (including NC and CA since I do have to cut through parts of each state)
Number of pics taken from the driver's seat - dunno....I'll get those uploaded to Myspace as soon as I actually get fully set up.
Number of friends back on the East Coast that I will miss - lots
Joy felt as I crossed through my home state - exponential...felt like I had come home nearly full circle
Anxiety felt with the beginnings of the new chapter in my life - definitely felt but keeping to a minimum.
This is one of the best things that I could probably have done for myself over the years...it has been long overdue for a change in my life that old circumstances were preventing from happening. I thank those who have been truly supportive, and the rest of ya'll I have only one thing to say: Don't count me out of the game just yet. I don't scream uncle very easily..... ¶ 1/01/2008 01:21:00 PM 0 comments
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