O that I had been writ down an ass! (and other writings of asses)

Much ado was as great as everyone said it would be, of course. I enjoyed it more than the other Shakespeare on the Common play I saw, Twelfth Night three years ago. (The two that happened between then and now apparently weren't very good, so I skipped them.) Both during the set-up and then the intermission, newcomers kept asking me what play was happening. I am glad I project this aura of knowing in fields besides directions-giving. (People ask for me directions all the time, on the street and in the subway.)

---

It was a warm summer day, and so I got to see yet more instances of a certain fashion (trend|accident) among the young ladies. I dunno, man... am I strange for finding this sort of display quite unflattering, regardless of bodytype (or gender, for that)? I mean, I felt active embarrassment for these people. I'd like to think that I actually have a point here and am not just being "old", like someone who grew flustered at a flashed ankle back in apocryphal times. Enh.

---

I heard Bill Maher on Fresh Air last night and he was great and I am now kicking myself for forgetting to try Tivoing last friday's season premiere of Real Time (coz HBO reruns it a lot). Maybe tonight. Anyway, everything he said was balm to my soul, still raw from that morning's revelation of the financial-building bullshit. He has a gentle way of putting things, and I enjoyed hearing him speak of the virtue of veteran presidents (he voted for Dole in 1996). I cringed when he made a throwaway remark on The Stupidity Of The American People, which reminded me why I tossed out my Real Time Tivo season pass before. (To his credit, I have never heard him say "sheeple", which is a direct verbal interface to the off-switch in my brain stem, just like in Snow Crash.) I'll still give him one more one more one more chance.

---

Today's Doonesbury is strange... it's as if Bill Amend suddenly learned to draw. OH SNAP

---

Tivoed O'Grady on colorwheel's rec. It seems to be the latest animated project from Soup 2 Nuts, late of Home Movies. Watched 5 minutes this morning before I had to drive to the Diesel. (I had to drive to the Diesel because this how I avoid street sweepers, on the mornings when I get up in time. Which is all of them, if I know about it the night before, and can prepare properly. This involves writing MOVE CAR on a sheet of paper, which I then place over my (cell phone|alarm clock), which itself lay on my desk.)

Not enough to form an opinion yet, but I'm unfortunately pessimistic about my ability to actually like it. Firstly, it seems to be a children's show, with humor less complex than that found in Home Movies. "Worse", it sports a high-school setting, which even in a bizarrely drawn cartoon depiction makes me feel squirmy. Maybe as an ex-con would feel watching a show about prison, or something. I dunno. Anyway, this show is going to have to labor hard to win me over. And I don't think it will labor hard for me, because I'm not its audience. But we'll see.

Conclusion of previous (phone) post

The pie was saved, and delicious.

Phone Post

Phone Post