Month: October 2005

  • The Daily News



    1  Days go by, I tellya.


    2  Days go by.


    3  Well I finally broke down and have been TRYING to do this thing called Myspace.com. The Daily News has always used the very awesome Xanga.com to deliver this glorious Daily drivel. I LOVE xanga. It’s neat, it’s clean, and it is quite writer-friendly.


    4  So when Xanga became huge, I almost felt that the DN was THE original Xanga! I used to brag: hey, THIS useless stuff was out there long before anybody started doing online journals and such. I know, I know, who cares anyway? I dunno. Ever catch yourself boasting that like, “I was the FIRST to do blah, blah, blah…” Hey ants-in-yer-pants, no one cares.


    5  Yet you still feel the need to tell everyone that YOU did whatever before it was the big thing, like anybody really gives a hoot.


    6  Anyhow, I claim to be THE world’s first Xanga.


    7  VERY big deal.


    8  I wish I could say the same about Myspace.com. I just don’t get it. I’m SORT of STARTING to. My daughters told me I ought to get one, so I followed suit. But you need to ASK people you already KNOW if they will be your friend. Huh?  And then you send like one-sentence messages to your “friends”.


    9  The cool thing is that old mates from the past can find you and say howdy! That’s pretty cool. So I have letters from Moses (he can finally shave!), Fred, Barney, Homer (the writer), Satchel Paige, and of course, Durante. I used to chill with those boyz.


    10 Sidebar:>  I love how pluralz now add the “z” so everybody can sound like gangstaz, gee.


    11  Anywayz, somewhere on Myspace, Angie-the-Awesome gave out a shout, and it WAY looks like we might have a director or two for the one-acts. Of course, I could have simply e-mailed like a civilized fellow, but I guess Myspace.com is now the reality. Yo, yo, yo, what’s krackin’ slice?


    12 My theory about Myspace.com, besides figuring it’s a government conspiracy to make us feel like we don’t fit in, is this: I THINK Myspace.com has SOMETHING to do with peacocking for young people, who need still to do the “wooing dahnse” as Richard Burton so shamelessly put it in Taming of the Shrew. To me, it’s somewhat of a danse macabre, but then, I’m merely the offbeat intellectual coffeehouse wannabe. I actually don’t really even know what a danse macabre IS, but it sure sounds nice and fancy-schmantsy. Nothing like being a self-proclaimed offbeat intellectal coffehouse wannabe.


    13 Anywayz, I much prefer wit and words. And Xanga lends me the means to do both. Too bad I possess neither.


    14  But thanks to Myspace.com I was able to reach Angie. I must say, in that regard, it works. But…ah, nevermind.


    15  Otherwise, I really don’t like Myspace.com, to be honest with you. It just feels weird trying to ask friends if you could be their friend. You wind up feeling that if they say no, you’re the only guy playing in the four-square box at the end of the day.The sun goes down, and you silently take your ball and walk slowly away.


    16  Ah, I’ll STILL keep going there, to Myspace.com, just like I’ll always take a brief glance at an auto wreck. Xangaland seems to me now a desert, and more’s the pity. At its peak, it contained some great writing, poetry, pictures, web-designs, and interactions. I saw people creating, communicating, and it always seemed an artistic place for everyone. Myspace.com seems like a place to be somewhat superficial with people who sort of zip in and out of your life, while the REAL people in your life just sort of  look off thinking, “Huh?”


    17  I don’t know. Just one of those trends that I wish would go away, like, well, text-messaging.


    18  What trends DO I like? Who cares. Ah, I’ll go ahead and tellya anyway.


    19  Ah, let’s see…Jamba Juice. Starbucks. Digital Photography. Poetry. Music. Synchronicity. Coincidences.Xanga, still, and evermore. Drama, baseball, and good company. And maybe snail mail, which I’m thinking of moving into shortly. But slowly.


    20  If the company is always better than the destination, then I’m well into a trend I adore.


    21  Meanwhile, I guess I’ll say, “Hiya. Wassuppppp!” to all my friends on Myspace. See what happens..


    22  It’s all just a note in a bottle anyway, tossed into a really weird sea.


    23 And then I’ll grab a cup of coffee with someone I actually care about, and engage in an uninterrupted conversation using real words, and real heart, and speak of things that matter.


    24  The world has just kept moving places I simply don’t care to go. So I think I’ll just remain exactly who I am. After changes, you know, we are more or less the same.


    25  See you later.


    26  Oh, and peace, yo.


     


     


     


     


     


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    The Daily News



    D0000D!!!! HAPPY MONDAY!!!


    1  So…August Wilson walks into a bar…


    2  Well! I’d like to congratulate the Band for rocking the school at Friday’s rally! Evan, you make a great maestro, honestly. You guys looked sharp, shounded sharp, and I’m pretty sure I was even caught bumping and dancing, but got my manners on rather swiftly thereafter.


    3  I was afraid I might lose my hat.


    4  I just thought you guys grooved, really. Keep it up, guys!!! I was smiling from ear to ear, and really just bouncing my head and enjoying all of it. To me, you guys MADE the rally! So just keep practicing and doing that good of work. You have some big fans out there who love the whole Band thing. I’m one of them!  Thank you for all your hard work; it’s clearly starting to pay off!!!


    5  And thanks, Ms. Hooper, for just being the awesome you.


    6  Is it just me, or is Johnny Cash’s version of Simon and Garfunkel’s Bridge Over Troubled Water something they ought to send to Iraq to torture the enemy? And the thing about it is, it’s supposed to get people up to donate for Hurricane Relief.


    7  People who donated started asking for change.


    8  M’bad.


    9  We are continuing the Hurricane Relief efforts in my room through this week, and for an indefinite period of time. Ms. Haggerty brought a huge jar of money over last week, so keep going.


    10  I just got an e-mail from Trami, and she just said in Spanish, “Hola, hache!” That’s “H” for all you greeeeeengos out there. But it reminded me of a question that Jose and Ray asked the other evening at Joe’s: how do you spell “H”? Your first attempt at it will result in quite a pain. After that, who knows?


    11  Moving on: Roger Daltrey, lead singer of the Who, is producing a movie about the band’s late drummer, Keith Moon. That’s been a project in the works for around 10 years, but recently, Mike Myers has joined in on the whole idea, and wishes to play the part of the irrepressible Moon, who’s insane antics are the legend of rock.


    12  And a bit of the stuff in life to which I refer frequently. There’s a famous Who concert that took place years ago at San Francisco’s Cow Palace in which Moon, a bit shaky, hit a crash cymbal, then a huge gong, and fell off his drum set, never to return for the remainder of the night. I’m proud to say I was there.


    13  I recall Pete Townshend looking off, and then shaking HIS head, and reporting into the mic, “It must beeen somethin’ he et!” This was followed by a pause, because the four-man band really had three instruments: a guitar, a bass, and drums. Bassist John Entwhistle and guitarist Townshend kept going for around three minutes, when Townshend just stopped, looked at the audience, and asked, “Can anyone drum?”


    14 Some hippy-dude instantly leapt to the stage; Townshend whispered to him, and he whispered back before climbing up on the drums. Roger Daltrey then extended his hand, looked at the lucky fellow, and said, simply, “Scott!” It brought down the house, and they finished the evening, a little shaky, but with a fun story for people to tell years on down. That particular concert is now rock legend.


    15  Back to today: So we have another collaboration. Gotta love it. It isn’t the Who or anything remotely British, but it still rocks.


    16  There are rumors of block schedules all week, but I honestly couldn’t tellya what the heck is going on. If we have block schedules all week, then I’m going to hook up some LONG movie and sell popcorn and Milk Duds for Hurrcane Relief. I can’t help thinking that Half-Baked somehow fits into a literature lesson. Any time I show a movie, the class will always ask what it is, and I’ll usually say, “Half-Baked” matter-of-factly, just to see who the stoners are, and to mess with them. Teach THEM to come to my class high!


    17  Hmmm. Popcorn and Milk Duds. That may backfire, and CREATE hurricanes in some circles. It also might make the stoners go into uncontrollable fits of idiot laughter. 


    18  I’m thinkin’ dangling participles…always gets a laugh on the name alone, and is much more edumacational.


    19  I’m getting a little long-winded here, and I really think it’s just about that time to jump up there and take the hight road outta here.


    20  So I’m goin’ now.


    21  Peaceout.



     


     


     


     


     


     


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