In Which The Blogger Pretends It Hasn't Been That Long
Anyway, I've been spending time recently putting the finishing touches on an edit of the Noir piece mentioned over there on the right (I've been calling it the "no fat" edit, due to the fact that it is now bare-boned...I have the pieces in place, and now I can add layers making it stronger)...I feel pretty good about it, though I'm dying for more feedback (why, yes, that was a hint, people from whom I asked for feedback!), though that which I have received thus far has been pretty helpful.
That, and I'm piecing together material for the new solo, which was inspired by my ruminations on my trip back to PR a number of years ago.
So that has taken up some time.
Also, I am once again roommate free! So, more time has been used up moving things around, cleaning like a charwoman, and enjoying the space with the K. Oh, the former roommate was unable to take both of her cats with her, so I adopted that guy, and now the K has a buddy. He's taking his usual time warming up to her.
Other than that, it's been pretty normal, to the point of participating in a wonk-off session with PalJJ and PalHound over Mike Daisey's latest theatrical endeavor (click on that link, and scroll down for a very small response to the hoopla. If you reach naked redheaded twins with leaves over their privates, you've scrolled too far).
It's interesting what the phenomenon created by Daisey's fluff essay in the Stranger has wrought: People pro and con of what he said going on and on...in Seattlest, and the Theater Puget Sound board, actually talking about what does and doesn't work in the regional theater model. Particularly from people who haven't actually seen the show in question.
I have my thoughts, but after the previously mentioned wonk-off, I just ain't gonna get into it here. Just noting my fascination with it all. Wondering what effect, if any, it will have once the NYC run begins.
Anyway, that's the essence of life lately. Oh, yeah: Here's my new favorite comic strip for the next few weeks: Tom the Dancing Bug.
And hey, you want a semi-regularly written blog that both entertains and makes you laugh? You could do far worse than the oft-pimped-on-these-pages PalJoe's blog. Motherfucker even has a podcast now, The Conversation with Bob Felcher and Karl Baloneypants. With a name like that, you know you can expect klass.