Oh, a silly LJ thing that I got tagged for!


Guilt What is yours? Explain yourself
Culinary: White Castle Tiny, greasy little burgers. No further explanation needed.
Literary: Star Trek Novels It’s Star Trek. Read it, and learn about your future.
Audiovisual: ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT This show is freaking hee-larious. Get the DVD’s. Get them now!
Musical: Prince No reason to explain. Nobody makes music like Prince, and all should bow before him.
Celebrity: Alyson Hannigan Willow, from Buffy The Vampire Slayer. She rocks, she’s cute and she’s funny. HAH!

Now I tag:-
mary919 oldstancher beth0319 rather_reticent and deborahactress

to complete this same Quiz, Its HERE.

Grab-bag o’ stuff…

This is awesome, and I say HAH! to all the people who laugh at my love for Star Trek and science fiction!  William Shatner is awesome.

So, Team USA lost today in the World Baseball Classic.  A neat experiment in broadening the global appeal of baseball, the WBC has been fun to watch.  Unfortunately, the birthplace of baseball just had it’s butt kicked.  Team Mexico knocked us out of the tournament this evening.  Now, I’m just waiting for Tigers Baseball to start!

Williamston Theatre is moving forward, but we’ve hit some building snags that we have to work out.  Our first show may be done with nothing more than some flashlights. And a big black curtain.  Outside.  But it’ll be a good show.  *grin*

Have I mentioned lately the game Kingdom of Loathing?  It’s very fun, and if you’ve got 10 or 15 minutes a week for serious silliness, join in!  (and thanks to Mary919 for getting me hooked!

Can we get permission to do this in LIVE theatres, as well?! 

 

Baseball is almost back!!

Oh yes, my LiveJournal, we’re approaching that wonderful time of year.
Spring Training is well under way.
Predictions about “Who will make the team?!” and questions like “Will the Tigers be ANY better? Even a little?!” fill the air. 

Sadly, it looks like I’m going to miss my first Tiger’s Opening Day in a long time.  *sigh*
Still, I’ll be watching on TV, and listening to Dan Dickerson on the radio doing the play by play…I have to say, I miss Ernie Harwell’s voice.  Ernie, for those who don’t know, was the Tiger’s radio broadcaster for many decades – he was an icon, an institution in Detroit Baseball.  He’s in his mid-80’s now, and retired a couple of years ago.  Dan Dickerson does a very nice job as the new Voice Of The Tigers, I have no complaints about him at all.  Still, it’s hard to let go of a tradition.  

So – Tigers Baseball comes back on April 3rd, as they start the season at Kansas City.  This is, probably, one of the only teams in the league that we should be able to beat every game.  Let’s hope we start out well and crush them in their home opener (heehee), and have a winning streak after that.  Then on to Texas for a couple of games against the Rangers, and then home for the Home Opener on April 10th, at 1:00. 

Wanna read more? I know I do!
Jason Beck’s MLB Blog has nice analysis of the Detroit Spring Training.
The Detroit News has interesting Baseball info.
CBS Sportsline has a nice baseball section, and is especially good for Fantasy Baseball!
And, of course, the link for the Official Detroit Tigers Website is on my links list, to the right!  

Go, read about baseball!  GO!

Okay, I’m annoyed today anyway, but…

…this is good evidence that some people deserve to be shot…for their stupidity.

Well, okay, possibly not – because think what that would’ve done to the 3 year old. But read this story
, and tell me you don’t want to punch her in the head for being a frelling idiot. I mean, I think of how hard most of us work to keep our kids safe, and is that just balancing out the universe? If these idiots are roaming around the planet with zero parenting skills? Is it all a wash? That’s a depressing thought.

Commitment

The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating – in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade itself around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life.
Anne Morriss

Just thinking.

So much to do, but so much of it is my own making, y’know? I mean, I’m not complaining, I’m just thinking about the days when we were kids and those summer days would go on forever. I remember those days, school had just gotten out and we had all summer to…play. Get up early, spend the day just “Playing.”

Playing catch, kick the can, hide and seek tag, pickle, riding bikes, building forts.

Right around dusk we’d hear Dad whistle, if we weren’t back in our yard where he could see us, and it was time to hightail it home. But that was fine, cuz we could pick up the game tomorrow. Seemed like there was time for everything. School, responsibility, those things were miles away.

And yet, while we’re there, we’re so anxious to “Grow Up.”

“Man, when I’m an adult, I’m gonna…”
“Man, when I have my own car, I’m gonna…”
“When I get my own place, I’m gonna…”

Remember saying those things? It’s funny, now, isn’t it? Now that I am an adult, and have those things…I think I don’t take the time to appreciate them quite enough. Or to appreciate those times, those few and marvelous times, when a little time does come up. When these complicated, complicated lives that we build for ourselves give us a little rest. A little time to…play.

What would we do if we had an entire Summer off again, with our only responsibilities to clean our rooms, make our beds, and play?

Because it made me laugh…

How gangsta are you? by Aladinsane85
Your Name
Your New Gangster Name White Boy
Your Gangster Percent: 25%
Your Money You’ll Make Hustling $324,603
Number of People In Your gang 83
Number Of Times You’ll Get Shot 1
What You’ll Look Like Gangster
Quiz created with MemeGen!

The look, the name – how does it get these things so accurate?! 🙂
What’s YOUR gangster name?

Sometimes it’s just a big empty tent…

“This is one of those periods”, you ask, “One of those testing times, isn’t it?”

“How committed are you?”, asks the Universe.

“Very”, you respond, “But I need to pay my bills.”

“Bit off more than we could chew, did we?”

“We set big goals, but there’s no success without risk.”

“Risk?” counters the Universe, “And now you’re afraid?”

“Afraid?” you blurt, “Who’s not afraid? We’re ALL afraid. Fighting through it is what we all do every day.”

“So deal with it, hero.”

“But things aren’t coming together as fast as I need them to.”

“Just do your best and trust.” intones the Universe in an annoyingly sage tone.

“Yes, but I need this to work. And I need to pay my bills.”

“Bills? Aren’t you an artist? What of your dreams? Your goals?”

“Dreams?”, you say, “Dreams don’t feed my children. Reconcile that, Mr. Universe. Cuz I can’t yet.”

“Is it about the money, really? Or is it pride? You could get a job at Taco Bell.”

“Not and make the theatre happen. Not and see my family. Not and feed my family.”

“So you have to eliminate one of those, then. Which one?”

“None!” you proclaim.

“What do you want?”, sighs the Universe, bored already with the conversation.

“Everything.”

“Sorry” says the Universe, “It’s taken.”

“Then what’s left!?”, you yell.

“What you make, of course.”

“That’s the wisdom you’ve got for me?!” you yell louder.

“What you make…” says the Universe, it’s voice getting softer as it fades away, “…and don’t yell at me.”

Good and Bad

Some encouraging news:
Williamston Theatre got our first grant today! A $5,000.00 grant! It’s an excellent first grant, not enough to fund a whole show, but enough to pay some bills and keep our momentum building!

Some sad, sobering news:
Kirby Puckett, hall of fame baseball player died at age 45.
45! He had a massive stroke this weekend, and died shortly after. What a shame.

Also, Dana Reeve, Christopher Reeve’s widow, passed away from lung cancer at age 44. 44!

Those young ages certainly make me stop and think.
I need to take better care of myself, get a checkup and start exercising more.
Both of those folks had children, ranging from 13 years old to grown men and women.

Makes you think.

Annoyed.

Well, it’s been one of those days. Let’s talk about some things that annoy us.
Well, okay, you can tell me about the things that annoy YOU, but I’m gonna post about the things that annoy ME.

People who don’t return phone calls or emails. Grrr…

The word “Hawesome”. Have you heard or read people using it? I’ve seen it on several websites/journals/blogs and today a guy at Starbucks used it. “Hawesome”?! That’s not even a word, you morons and putting an h in front of the word awesome does NOT increase the power of the word. It makes you look like a freaking idiot.

Store clerks who are rude. I don’t care what your day is like, I’m paying you money – act like you want it, you dolt.

Ridiculous plastic surgery. Jesus God, has anyone seen Joan Rivers lately? That is a scary, scary thing. Dolly Parton? Even Meg Ryan – what the hell happened to Meg Ryan?! Fight the system that’s making you think you must look like a teenager! Fight it!

Speaking of fake and plastic – the Oscars tonight. Normally I don’t mind the Oscars. It was nice to see Wallace And Grommit win. But tonight, as I struggle to make a new theatre company with a tiny budget work, I was a little nauseated by the Oscars.

Improper pronunciation of the word nuclear. Good Lord, you Ignoramus. The word is Nooh-Klee-Urr. Not Nooh-Kyuh-Lurr. You’re the President of the freaking country, please stop embarassing us. I mean, is there no one on his staff who can point this out? No one in the whole freaking White House who can fix this?!

The “Info” screen on TiVo. Okay, TiVo rocks, but every time you change a channel the info screen that tells you all about the channel you’ve landed on stays on the screen for about 20 seconds. Blocking the screen. And there’s only two settings – it’s that, or it’s set to 1/2 second so you can’t read it. Why? Why can’t it have a nice reasonable 3 or 6 seconds? Annoying.

People who, on the highway, drive right up to your bumper at 100 mph so you move out of the lane but THEN as soon as they pass you, pull in front of you and slow down to the same speed you’re going, or SLOWER! Why? WHY!?

Done. I’m done.

Anybody else? Feel free – the floor is open.