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I've moved...yet again

Thu, 22 Nov 2007 20:31:46 GMT

I switched to Google Blog, I mean I have moved everything else why not blogs?

Carol's new blog

Gobble Gobble

Tue, 20 Nov 2007 18:59:43 GMT

Neal: As much fun as I've had on this little journey, I'm sure one day I'll look back on it and laugh.
Del: [giggles] Are you sure?
Neal: [starts chuckling] Oh God. I'm laughing already.

Dialogue from Planes Trains and Automobiles. A truly great movie I watch every Thanksgiving.
So I suggest renting it.

Well almost turkey day here folks. Looking forward to it and the down time in general. I understand everyone annoyance with holidays, but I enjoy Thanksgiving. I find it less pressure since we started to go out to dinner. And I just enjoy the vibe of it.

Hi ya'll

Sat, 17 Nov 2007 15:36:16 GMT

I think I have been watching too much Paula Dean ala the food network.
Have been watching some cooking shows, I love that. Not sure why...why do we like to see people make food
and then eat it?

Well a weekend is upon us. Sigh. Today I head off to Dominican college for the Marin Fringe Festival. Yes this is the one I have plays in. Then Sunday is a small gathering to celebrate my new digs.

All about the discovery

Mon, 12 Nov 2007 03:21:42 GMT

So today I did some exploring in my NEW home, Point Richmond CA. So I walked around and then walked through this tunnel where you happen upon the water, yes the bay by the Richmond/San Rafael bridge. It is truly lovely and nice to NOT see any signs of an oil spill. I really love it here.

it just had to be Jung

Sat, 10 Nov 2007 21:11:27 GMT

So I had a rather interesting experience yesterday. I went to a local book store and was tooling around when I got this odd wave of ...well compassion while in the self help aisle. I mean while usually a place easy to scorn, the self help orgy, this time it really touched me. Heck look at all the people reaching out for help. So what popped into my head and my heart was this feeling of at least they are trying. And isn't it all out of a basic disconnect, the elders, normally a source of wisdom are shut out in our culture. Places where people of previous eras and cultures would seek guidance are out cast, ignored. Church has scandals, elders become stereotypes. So instead of the usual ridicule I felt the above mentioned compassion. It was liberating really. I FELT for people rather than the urge to make fun...like *I* am any better anyways.

Then for some reason I wandered down another aisle and picked up a Jung book, and opened to a page randomly...well guess what it was about? You guessed it, how the elders are shut out of society, how now they often compete with the young people rather than enlighten them. And here recently I was poo pooing Jung's idea of Synchronicity, or "there are no accidents". I was a bit dazed at that, I mean I TRULY picked a random page to read folks. Sigh, well what I don't know is a lot. And I leave it that way.

What is the quote? A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.

More writing

Fri, 09 Nov 2007 22:05:45 GMT

Well did more work on my short "Lesbian Rhapsody" included some ideas that 'Les had.
I took it to playcafe and was pleasantly surprised at positive response. So going to send it to Marin and hopefully stage this puppy.

Lesbian Rhapsody
By Carol Marshall

Characters

Judy: 25-40ish
Susie: 25-40ish

Props: some DVDs, wine bottle and glasses, chairs to sit on, something to look like a TV

Opening, Judy is sitting at home, knock on door lets Susie in.

Susie: Sorry I’m late…

Judy: No problem, I was just having coffee

Susie: What a day

Judy: What?

Susie: Oh, it’s Greg again. I mean would it kill him to be on time for once? And I mean here he makes ME late to meet you…

Judy: You keep saying that, the man will never change.

Susie: Do they ever, and he’s hooked on the ESPN again…

Judy: I mean if I could get Dave to pick up his socks, I would be a happy woman

Susie: And I mean to get him to go …anywhere on the weekends, it’s impossible.

Judy: Tell me about it. Dave won’t budge.

They both sigh

Judy: You know why couldn’t we be born lesbians? They really have it made..
I mean having a relationship with a woman is so much easier.

Susie: I know!

Judy: I mean woman are just more reasonable and mature. I mean YOU I can count on.

Susie: YOU are reasonable, and responsible

Judy: And you are actually clean
Susie: You return favors, without just grunting

Judy: You make me feel appreciated

Susie: WE can actually communicate

Judy: It’s a sad state of things that’s for sure

(they both sigh)

Judy: So we just lost the luck of the draw

Susie: Wait so you are saying Lesbians are born not made

Judy: of course…at least I think….. I mean I am no expert here…

Susie: Well I am sure SOME are born and others are made, you know nature nurture
Argument

Judy; Yeah…like I am (fill in hair color here) and my Mom is (fill in hair color here…) But I am more outgoing, I think cause of my generation, than my Mom. My world forced me to be more self reliant.

Susie: Right so you adapted to the times…

Judy: Yes, I evolved…

(Pause…they stop and look at each other)

Susie: So…we could maybe…make ourselves lesbians

Judy: Why not? I mean I can MAKE a cake can’t I? I redefined myself through self improvement many times… Why can’t I completely change my sexual orientation?
I mean if I just BELIEVE…

Susie: Well..what do lesbians do?

Judy: Well I have heard of dikes on bikes, we could get a Harley

Susie: Yeah…and a few…ah tattoos…

Judy: I would have to cut my hair

Susie: Wait…that’s all stereotypes… what about the really important thing?

Judy: What?

Susie: You know that…we actually be attracted to women

Judy: Who says we have to be attracted to them?

Susie: Well I mean if we are going to do…you know?

Judy: Hey I was never attracted to my first husband and we still…you know’d

Susie: So we could just go through the motions

Judy: Sure like we don’t sometimes anyways…

Susie: No, I can’t do that, I mean for TOO long

Judy: So maybe we can make ourselves get attracted to women

Susie: How?

Judy: You know the same way I got attracted to Dave, alcohol and a good movie

Susie: Sure why not?

Judy: Let’s try it

Susie: What now?

Judy: Sure what do you have (looks at Susie’s DVD’s)

Susie: Well Joe Vs the Volcano always gets me hot

Judy looks at her funny

Susie: oh right you don’t have the Tom Hanks thing…alright well …there’s North by Northwest, I mean Cary Grant was SO hot in that…

Judy: Oh right yeah that’s it, now what booze do you have?

Susie: Ah not much, I think I have some left over Chardonnay

Judy: Oh hell it will work

(they pour the wine and put in movie and start to watch)

Susie: Wait…we are watching a Cary Grant movie

Judy: Yeah so…

Susie: We are watching a Cary Grant movie to make ourselves Lesbians?

(pregnant pause)

Judy: Ok, the absurdity isn’t lost on my…yeah it won’t work.

Susie: Do you have any Marilyn Monroe movies?

Judy: No, oh let’s forget the movie, why not just some music, you know to get in the mood?

Susie: Good idea…

(she puts on music)

Susie: Let’s dance…this will be fun…

Judy: Sure

(they begin to dance…Judy gets sort of seductive but it’s not in a good way)

Susie: What are you doing?

Judy: I’m trying to get…affectionate

Susie: You call THAT affectionate?

Judy: Well at least I am putting in some effort here, you are just dancing

Susie: Well I was hoping the spirit would just move me

Judy: you never take the lead…I always have to do it

Susie: Ok Ok,…I’ll try harder

(Susie puts her hand on Judy’s ass or something)

Judy: That’s it? What I am suppose to get excited from that?

Susie: Well what else am I suppose to do?

Judy: GRAB it…or something

Susie: Like this! (Grabs her)

Judy: Sort of…but not really

(the dancing is getting more awkward, Susie tries to slow things down a bit)

Judy: Ah the romantic angle

Susie: What do you mean angle? Doesn’t that matter at all any more?

Judy: Oh come on simmer down

(Susie looks at her; the looks get awkward but funny…)

Susie: Do we have to talk the entire time, maybe if we let things happen…

(more awkward silences)

Judy: You know …in this light…you really look…

Susie: What…

Judy: There is this cuteness about you. You know like my first cocker spaniel

Susie: What?

Judy: Well that didn’t come out quite right…but you know what I mean

Susie: No I am afraid I don’t

Judy: Well you know cute…

(they stop…and look at each other again, one sips more wine…and then they slowly lean into an awkward kiss… Judy starts to giggle…Susie is much more into it…)

Susie: Well if you are going to laugh

Judy: Sorry

(they try again..more giggles…kiss happens)

Judy: So…what do we do now?

Susie: Well I guess we….

Judy: This isn’t working

Susie: But you didn’t give it a chance…come on, I think I have some
Cooking Sherry somewhere…

Judy: It’s just not working…

Susie: We can try again…

Judy: Perhaps…

Susie: I suppose that’s my fault

Judy: I didn’t say that did I?

Susie: I mean if I was more HOT you might be all turned out and your problems would be solved…. So it’s all ME

Judy: Oh come on don’t’ be ridiculous

Susie: Admit it…will you?

Judy: You always have to push things don’t you?

Susie: Me? What about you? Ohhh let’s become lesbians… just watch a movie and drink

Judy: hey it worked before

Susie: So again you are saying it’s me

Judy: I didn’t say that

Susie: You know I was having a perfectly good afternoon til you brought all this up

(Pregnant pause)

Judy: I can’t believe we are fighting we never fight

Susie: no we don’t

Judy: Gosh the minute you bring sex into ANYTHING it makes it impossible for
People to get along

Susie: It’s true

Judy: You know what, forget it. Let’s just forget the whole thing.

Susie: Just like that?

Judy: I mean if I can’t get along with you, I will have no one to talk to during
Football season

Susie: Well we have that

Judy: Is that so bad?

Susie: Hell no

Judy: Could be worse

Susie: Yeah I mean our husbands aren’t so bad

Judy: I am getting into stock car racing more and more

Susie: I can handle a few socks here and there

Judy: So he’s late…so what? Big deal

Susie: Yeah no bodies perfect

Judy: Come on you wanna do some shopping?

THE END

My New Community

Sat, 03 Nov 2007 17:03:18 GMT

So last night I decided to saunter over (across the street) to Masquers Theater here in Pt Richmond. Well let me tell you the audience was the best part, all locals and they were so into it. The show was great campy fun. I met a Costumer and the Box office guy, got to see a great show, Little Mary Sunshine and then walk half a block home.

Here is their next season, starting in January:

Good Lord

Wed, 31 Oct 2007 19:18:17 GMT

Funny how we get this feeling...Anyways, I left work early yesterday to meet the cleaning people to help me with my move out, and it hits me, crap I am putting a lot of trust in someone I don't know. if they don't show up for instance, I am stuck with no cleaners, and I need to turn in keys that night. Sure enough...the woman bails on me at last minute. Now I have two choices, I can keep the keys and pay more pro-rated rent and try to find someone else do it. OR just do it myself. I opt for version 2. So rush to store, pick up about 50 bucks worth of supplies, and just dive in. 10 years is a lot to move out, and that includes grime. So after 4 grueling hours of walls scrubbing and bleaching the floor, I turn out the lights and shut the door...and that's it. 11 years of living somewhere...over. I drop the keys peacefully at landlords. But I don't have to deal with it anymore....

Nostalgia (more of so it goes...)

Mon, 29 Oct 2007 04:47:03 GMT

The above photo is of intersection very near my old place, I drove in for the last time and did final pick ups.
Looked around my apartment one last time, I think I have seen too many movies where someone does that and the images of the past come forth. Ok nostalgia is very self indulgent I know...but I can't help it...here I go.. I moved in in late summer 1996. I used to say I lived there cause of my friend Kim's dog Kita...see SHE lived next door cause it was one of only two places in Alameda that took dogs, so she found me my place next door. I didn't really care much for Alameda at first, I thought it too hokey. But the rent was great and I was in flux at the time, didn't have a job even, but needed a place. Soon it grew on me. It has these great bike trails including the only bike draw bridge in the US --->

My building at the time had this gruff but good hearted manager (see i HAVE seen too many TV movies...) He had an edge, but was really a good guy and kept order. He worked on the yard for his therapy and had a friendship with the landlords son. All the tenants got along and we were friends. One great memory was when there was a power outage one hot summer night we all sat on the front stoop, just like the old days before air conditioning when people actually did that. Well John moved out a few years back and things steadily went downhill. I think I didn't fully accept it until lately.

Well I know all things must change and I now can create more new memories in my new place.

And so it goes...

Sun, 28 Oct 2007 16:41:41 GMT

So there is this entire yard sale under world that lurks in Alameda. I met some of them yesterday at my own yard sale. It went pretty well, I made enough to pay for my latte and gas over there LOL. But it was neat to pass along some stuff, like one woman was thrilled to get my MOMA print of an old station wagon, it's for her husband for Christmas. Another cigar chomping guy, who was telling me he was moving too we will neighbors...where is he moving? Brasil. Hardy har har. Anyways, one more last check over there and then I hired someone to do final cleaning, 150 quote which isn't bad. Meeting her there on Monday morning. So that's it, then I will go by to check she did indeed clean it. And then drop keys at old landlords. I was chatting with my former neighbros about the hey day of that building, it was a great building at one time. When we had a manager he kept things clean, kept order in all ways and we also had a sense of neighborhood. I don't even know if I fully appreciated it. But things do change..sigh.

More to life

Fri, 26 Oct 2007 19:38:48 GMT

There is a Shakespeare quote, something like

"This is a life other than this" So taking that wise note I will shut up about moving!!
There is more to do, I am finishing a short play to submit to Marin Fringe again, yes I am ready to dive back if they will have me. That would be after holidays, good timing. When I am done I will post here, I posted the first rough draft--> here

Other than that, discovering the world on that other side of 80, I went to Andronico's this morning. Ah what an adventure! Shopped at El Cerrito.

wouldn't have believed it...

Thu, 25 Oct 2007 05:57:14 GMT

This is a shot of my new oven. If someone had told me 6 months ago that I would be living somewhere new...I wouldn't have believed them. It's like everything is changing. I really thought I was a permanent Alameda resident, I was and still am attached...but then again it's not like I moved to Guam either. What a time... I was thinking, I have felt better ...and worse than I ever have in the past few weeks. No middle ground really. Maybe sometimes life just does that, and one has to be reminded that as scary as things can get, it can work out ok.

Update, I am not fully out of my old place, which is stressful but I can handle it. I had to take tonight off, i went to Deborah's and watched the Bosox crush the Rockies 13-1. But tomorrow I am back at it. I have a lot more to throw out over there. I am debating about hiring someone to help clean too, in a way I feel I need to, but I also wander how cost effective it is. Paying someone so you don't lose a deposit. I dunno.

Best of times...worst ...and all that...

Sat, 20 Oct 2007 04:18:22 GMT

Well sitting in my new place having my first real meal, along with a little champagne. Toast to everyone who was supportive during all this moving craziness, above is what I am looking at now, new window to leads to small shared porch.

So how did today go? It was best of times and worst...well you know the routine. I didn't sleep much which is no surprise. Sleeping in consisted of about 7am. But a good thing, I wasn't as ready for movers as I thought. And then I readied more books to go to library, which I did, took a large garbage bag filled with them to donation box. and then madly tried to find a cup of coffee, now in the bay area you would think that would easiest thing ever...but with a ton of road construction going on in Alameda.. there was no parking, after a 20 minute search I found a Starbucks open and a place to park. Took a breath then The mover arrived early after checking with me if it was ok, which was great. I found them off craigslist, price was decent. The people I have talked to via phone and email have be were really professional but the actual movers were obnoxious, one guy in particular. Banging stuff around. Now I remember why you sometimes have friends help, cause they care about how you feel and you things. I have had friends have decent movers experiences but this was bad. But they did finish and was a decent price. They even got my couch in which was no easy task, (the door had to be removed quickly and then it was slipped through...)
Cable guy on the other hand was a great guy, very patient (box was locked) and just very nice. We talked a lot about the area. So then back home to pick up cat and other stuff, place seems to meet with cat approval, he is enjoying looking around. Now saying ahhhh.

Well I did it, I moved into my other building in spring of 1996. Same place, same job, entire time.. so ok it's good to change. Me humbled ok... No more bitching, hey if Dalia Lama can not be pissed at the Chinese for getting HIM to move...

Ok having more champagne (is that wrong?)

Welcome to my hell

Fri, 19 Oct 2007 04:32:54 GMT

Hi all I know this will pass so take me with a grain of salt. but readying for movers tomorrow so a tad stressed. Hey isn't this a classic blog moment? You are there, I am surrounded by furnture getting ready to be moved. Pic is of cat exploring it all. My main room is filled with furniture and I have been purging papers, gasp some from 1998 even. Tomorrow the movers come at 1ish. I have the entire day off, I foolishly planned to go in briefly but then kids at work graciously offered to cover all day. Now i can sleep late and then take some books over to the library. I am donating a ton of books. Damn I will miss that library, Alameda got a spanking new one, and of course Richmond my new home has none now. Why would I leave a city with a library for one with NONE? Ahhhhh. Well because it's time and cause I am. Plus I love my new place. Sigh, why is moving so bloody hard? I am uplifting dirt from the Clinton years that's why.

Well onward ho, more work to do!

Casting away

Tue, 16 Oct 2007 05:35:08 GMT

"A man there was, though some did count him mad. The more he cast away, the more he had."
John Bunyan, The Pilgrim's Progress

Ahh..there lies the rub. I am working on letting go of a ton of things. Not YOU if you are reading this, not people...not good natured cats either... but stuff...stuff...and more stuff. CD's I never listen to, books I don't care about anymore, clothes I dont wear...nick nacks I don't like...furniture I have no need for. So it feels a tad Herculian to be honest. Letting go, why does it hurt? I dunno I need to meditate on that. Oh gosh 10 years of stuff...10 years of papers, of things and things that mattered once and may not now. I have a new place and I need to start anew. So I am purging, I have already given 6 bags of books to library. Now I think I have to have a small garage sale. I know of two decent small tables that are going, one book shelf, a chest that holds a ton of stuff, several print frames (cause I am dumping the prints>....)

The more I cast...the more I have...

And so it goes...

Mon, 15 Oct 2007 20:04:21 GMT

Well I called PG &E to transfer service, and also cable. Now it feels more real that I will live in my new home friday night. My new place, a new home, a new life. It's frustrating, i want to beam out of my old place, but...a few more days wont' kill me.

Great day

Mon, 15 Oct 2007 05:19:31 GMT

And since it's been mostly stress lately I want to document this. First went to Day of the Dead exhibit at Oakland Museum. And what was so great about it was they integrated the altar for the dead with modern life, such as gang tragedy. Some really touching altars, one in particular got to me, a man talked about how back when he was young the neighborhoods, before the gangs, were filled with proud people who yes struggled but yet, worked hard, walked proud, and didn't kill each other. A group of us were talking about how in the US we always feel we have to be "high" well what's wrong with being normal, human, and having some difficulties? Hell I know I do!

Then we did our walk at the reservoir, which was lovely and Fall colors were abound, then Deborah and i introduced Robert to Trader Joes. He had never shopped there, well it was like giving a frat boy drugs for the first time. he was quite thrilled. And spent quite a bit.

Then on to Bruns for party and eating. We also said goodbye to the stage itself. Which was touching for me. We walked around on stage and just took it in.

So back home now, on to Fall, and holidays etc. No more Calshakes for a bit. A good season says goodbye. Goodbye Bruns!

did a little writing

Fri, 12 Oct 2007 22:05:02 GMT

Well trying to come up with something to submit to Marin Fringe festival for spring.
I had to be more careful cause I need something I can pretty easily direct myself
cause I don't know if anyone else can. AND I wanted a two woman character play, since
women are easier to cast. So this idea popped into my head, and the title "Lesbian Rhapsody"
so anyways, at first I wasn't that into it, but now I think it might work over there although it's very short. My other two there have been at least 20 minutes. So anyways, it's posted below....

Lesbian Rhapsody
By Carol Marshall

Characters

Judy: 25-40ish
Susie: 25-40ish

Props: some DVDs, wine bottle and glasses, chairs to sit on, something to look like a TV

Opening, Judy is sitting at home, knock on door lets Susie in.

Susie: Sorry I’m late…

Judy: No problem, I was just having coffee

Susie: what a day

Judy: What?

Susie: Oh, it’s Greg again. I mean would it kill him to be on time for once? I mean here he makes ME late to meet you…

Judy: You keep saying that, the man will never change.

Susie: Do they ever, and he’s hooked on the ESPN again…

Judy: I mean if I could get Dave to pick up his socks, I would be a happy woman

Susie: And I mean to get him to go …anywhere on the weekends, it’s impossible.

Judy: Tell me about it. Dave won’t budge.

They both sigh

Judy: You know why couldn’t we be born lesbians? They really have it made..
I mean having a relationship with a woman is so much easier.

Susie: I know!

Judy: I mean woman are just more reasonable and mature. I mean YOU I can count on.

Susie: Wait so you are saying Lesbians are born not made

Judy: of course…at least I think….. I mean I am not expert here…

Susie: Well I am sure SOME are born and others are made, you know nature nurture
Argument

Judy; Yeah…like I am (fill in hair color here) and my Mom is (fill in hair color here…) But I am more outgoing, I think cause of my generation, than my Mom. My world forced me to be more self reliant.

Susie: Right so you adapted to the times…

Judy: Yes, I evolved…

(Pause…they stop and look at each other)

Susie: So…we could maybe…make ourselves lesbians

Judy: Why not? I mean I can MAKE a cake can’t I? I redefined myself through self improvement many times… Why can’t I completely change my sexual orientation?
I mean if I just BELIEVE…

Susie: Well..what do lesbians do?

Judy: Well I have heard of dikes on bikes, we could get a Harley

Susie: Yeah…and a few…ah tattoos…

Judy: I would have to cut my hair

Susie: Wait…that’s all stereotypes… what about the really important thing?

Judy: What?

Susie: You know that…we actually be attracted to women

Judy: Who says we have to be attracted to them?

Susie: Well I mean if we are going to do…you know?

Judy: Hey I was never attracted to my first husband and we still…you know’d

Susie: So we could just go through the motions

Judy: Sure like we don’t sometimes anyways…

Susie: No, I can’t do that, I mean for TOO long

Judy: So maybe we can make ourselves get attracted to women

Susie: How

Judy: you know the same way I got attracted to Dave, alcohol and a good movie

Susie: Sure why not?

Judy: let’s try it

Susie: What now?

Judy: Sure what do you have (looks at Susie’s DVD’s)

Susie: Well Joe Vs the Volcano always gets me hot

Judy looks at her funny

Susie: oh right you don’t’ have the Tom Hanks thing…alright well …there’s North by Northwest, I mean Cary Grant was SO hot in that…

Judy: Oh right yeah that’s it, now what booze do you have?

Susie: Ah not much, I think I have some left over Chardonnay

Judy: Oh hell it will work

(they pour the wine and put in movie and start to watch)

Susie: Wait…we are watching a Cary Grant movie

Judy: Yeah so…

Susie: We are watching a Cary Grant movie to make ourselves Lesbians?

(pregnant pause)

Judy: Ok, the absurdity isn’t lost on my…yeah it won’t work.

Susie: Do you have any Marilyn Monroe movies?

Judy: no, oh let’s forget the movie, why not just some music, you know to get in the mood?

Susie: Good idea…

(she puts on music)

Susie: Let’s dance…

Judy: Sure

(they begin to dance…Judy gets sort of seductive but it’s not in a good way)

Susie: What are you doing?

Judy: I’m trying to get…affectionate

Susie: You can THAT affectionate?

Judy: Well at least I am putting in some effort here, you are just dancing

Susie: Well I was hoping the spirit would just move me

Judy: you never take the lead…I always have to do it

Susie: Ok Ok,…I’ll try harder

(Susie puts her hand on Judy’s ass or something)

Judy: That’s it? What I am suppose to get excited from that?

Susie: Well what else am I suppose to do?

Judy: GRAB it…or something

Susie: Like this! (Grabs her)

Judy: Sort of…but not really

(the dancing is getting more awkward)

Susie: This isn’t working

Judy: I know…

Susie: I suppose that’s my fault

Judy: I didn’t say that did I?

Susie: I mean if I was more HOT you might be all turned out and your problems would be solved…. So it’s all ME

Judy: Oh come on don’t’ be ridiculous

Susie: Admit it…will you?

Judy: You always have to push things don’t you?

Susie: Me? What about you? Ohhh let’s become lesbians… just watch a movie and drink

Judy: hey it worked before

Susie: So again you are saying it’s me

Judy: I didn’t say that

Susie: You know I was having a perfectly good afternoon til you brought all this up

(Pregnant pause)

Judy: I can’t believe we are fighting we never fight

Susie: no we don’t

Judy: Gosh the minute you bring sex into ANYTHING it makes it impossible for
People to get along

Susie: It’s true

Judy: You know what, forget it. Let’s just forget the whole thing

Susie: yeah I mean our husbands aren’t so bad

Judy: I am getting into stock car racing more and more

Susie: I can handle a few socks here and there

Judy: So he’s late…so what? Big deal

Susie: Yeah no bodies perfect

Judy: Come on you wanna do some shopping?

THE END

Maybe staged again!

Wed, 10 Oct 2007 20:45:14 GMT

Ah well things are looking up. Where a month ago I was pretty much in crapper, now things are more positive. I just got news my script, "That's Entertainment" might be in the Bay Area One Acts Festival Now I can't count my chickens cause they are still in process but it's a finalist and I sent them a synopsis today. I have a fondness for that script and it deserves a new life.

Oh my gosh..I'm moving

Wed, 10 Oct 2007 04:01:10 GMT

The above is a blurry shot of a first box of books and some pictures I took down to take to my new place.
I got my keys, and I live there now. The hell that is before me of moving is not lost though, I have done very little of the actual moving, cleaning and all that. In the play Snakebit by David Marshall Grant, it opens with a guy talking about how moving is only surpassed by the death of a loved on in stress. Ugh!

But overall I feel good. I remember that line in the movie Tootsie where Jessica Lange, who is getting ready to leave that dippy Director says

"I deserve something better.
I don't have to settle for this. But I've always been too lazy
or too scared or too something."

I respect she says she was too lazy or too scared. Take some responsibility. That's me. I am both, but I am doing something.

Anyways, well taking over a ton of stuff that can fit in my car and figuring out the rest later...

My long national nightmare is over

Mon, 08 Oct 2007 02:56:07 GMT

I am moving. It's been a tough few weeks. Rather than go into boring details, let's just say it ended well. I am moving to Pt Richmond... The above is a photo of my new building, at least the outside. I can now wake up and walk to little cafes, and just enjoy my home. But any time you change your life it does involve anxiety. Wow, I am moving, holy cow. As said in the play Snakebit , moving can only be surpassed in stress to death of a loved one. Sigh, so I know some pain ahead but overall it's good.

discover point richmond new-my new community

Mon, 08 Oct 2007 02:48:59 GMT

A personal trilogy in 3 days

Mon, 01 Oct 2007 04:16:31 GMT

Ah what a weekend. I have run the gamut, done it all, the big three: Mind, body and spiritual. I have been intellectual and cultured... been debauched and beer soaked... and then finally, been hard working, clean and Godly.. How may you ask in just 2.5 days? Well Friday night I went to see opening of Triumph of Love at San Jose rep . It moved down there as part of a collaboration with Calshakes and I must say I think it plays better inside. I thought they totally nailed the timing and it was best I have ever seen it. The audience loved them. We, (myself and wonderful friends Nena and Deborah) went down and had a lovely dinner too. Then Sat. I was invited to the Luxury box at the Oakland A's, drank beers and laughed and enjoyed the game (although more ended up watching the Cal game, where they beat Oregon in upset) Today was all about clean, chores and grind stone. I shampooed my carpets, a job I hate but once i do it it's so worth it. Cleaned a bunch of other stuff, purged some books, and clothes. Anyways, i feel cleansed too. So it's time to party with the Ewoks, my job here is done!

Wed, 26 Sep 2007 19:22:08 GMT

Been watching the Ken Burns The War on pbs here and there. What is brilliant is they aren't showing it from a political point of view, but rather taking towns, and showing personal stories. War is hell yes...even the "good war". It was necessary, but it was still hell. They are doing the episodes chronologically, and we had been getting to know one young man named Babe. Of course I knew, Burns was letting us get to know him, and then when we find out he died, it's like a friend died. Sigh. Ken Burns, you fiend.
I do recommend it, what is hard obviously is they run them each night and how can watch every night. But they rerun them soon.

I think I am finally wrestling the cold from hell. Last night my boss at Calshakes sent me home after intermission cause I was still sounding pretty bad. but I hope that is getting more and more past.