Month: March 2006

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    1  Well, well, well!


    2  What car is it that can go 130 mph through the Santa Cruz Mountains? Is it Batman's? James Bond's? Xena's?


    3  Well, the first real item today is that after three years of empty promises, I finally delivered the goods. No, this bright, clean, magical technicolor racing machine belongs to none of those comic book icons. It once belonged to me, and it now belongs to an amazing friend of ours.


    4  For those of you who don't follow the ramblings of the Drama Workshop, allow me to edify you. Our main tech guy for years has been a gentle fellow by the name of Dirty Jose. He's a goodly sort, and his zodiac sign is Torres.


    5  For years, he was in love with my old car, the illustrious Mercury Tracer, aka "The Trio". Anyone who knows that car knows of its wonderful history. Entire sets for plays were carried into the Theatre via that mystical Creation. She drove people hither and yon, always with songs blaring, windows open, winds flying through our souls, and fun times for all. Sunshine and Trami fell in love at first kiss in that car.


    6  The list goes on. The huge, round turntables we put our FANTASTICS set on one year rode to the Theatre on the ROOF of the TREEE-OH, with no rope! Why, we once had people believing we drove it 130 mph through the Santa Cruz Mountains!!!


    7  Great fun!


    8  Finally, after an astounding two-year wait, I was finally able to get it to Jose yesterday. It's been his dream to own that car.


    9  Well, miracles have been happening hither and yon for days now, and it just looks as though Jose will finally get his!


    10  We began, as we begin most things nowadays, with a trip in the TOOONDRA.




    and then, we had papers to sign...



    after which, I treated Jose to a car wash...



    and finally, the moment...



    the pink slip is handed over, along with
    the keys...the Trio is officially Jose's
    as of tonight!



    Yesssssss!!!!!!


    11  To all of you that I bugged with phone calls, this is what I'M talkin' about!


    12  What a wonderful moment!


    13  And it deserved phone calls, and I'm glad we were able to make a great friend smile, and I'm also glad I was able to share with everyone.


    14  Just a little sidebar: when Jose took it for his first spin, Led Zeppelin's Dazed and Confused came on the radio! So thanks, Led Zeppelin, for that moment of magical synchronicity! And thanks to all those I notified on such short notice!


    15  And to Jose: thanks for all the hard work and spirit over the years, man. You earned her. And now she's yours, forever.


    16  Peace, my good fellow. Peace. At last. Peace.




    The TREE-OH is TRUTH.


     


    Peace.


     


    ~H~


     


     

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    Happy St.Patrick's Day!!!



    1  Ever have one of those days that just soars, and lifts your spirits? And you don't really even know why it did that? You just realize you can fly once again?


    2  Yesterday was one such day.



    3  After having written a rather sad DN on Wednesday night, or really, on Thursday morning, I finally had gotten to bed at 4:10 a.m.


    4  When the alarm went off yesterday, I wanted to shoot my neighbor's cow.


    5  But I dragged my ass out of bed, and got to school on time, and just toughened up, got in there, and gave it my all. Everything just went right.


    6  I can't really pinpoint what made it all work. I guess it really started to turn around sixth period, when not only was my class quiet and listening, but who applauded me at the end of my lesson.


    7  If you've been following, you know the triumph of that moment. For whatever reason, they allowed me to break Romeo and Juliet down, and to fine-tune that grand work of art.


    8 This followed with a rehearsal in which we tackled a very tough song, Sunrise/Sunset from Fiddler. What a beautiful piece of music. At first, the kids sounded pretty scratchy, but after a few hours, it began really to have some feeling. Then Rocha walked in and gave us a brand new mic! Everything improved!


    9  I had other things go on that were just so fun and wonderful, phone calls, e-mails, visits, and this entire feeling of miracles in the making. Tacit triumphs for lots of people!


    10  It's like it all fell into place.


    11  I guess you have days.


    12  To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose, under heaven. That one goes out to my venerable and incredble first band ever, The Ducks.


    13  Anybody got a twelve-string? = )


    14  Just a great day; I am amazed, and know not what to say.


    15  I guess, just enjoy your weekend.


    16  I had a tough week, but I've won the battle
    they've yet to fight
    .


    17  And being a winner, God give you good-night.


    18  Peace.



     


    ~H~


     


     


     

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    1  Well, here's some News.


    2  I found out yesterday that Drama officially is NOT being offered as an elective next year, which pretty much signals the death knell for the Drama Workshop.


    3  I got an e-mail a few weeks ago from the administration telling me that next year, because they have to make room for CAHSEE <the California High School Exit Exam> electives, that some electives had to go. So it was decided that since there is no Drama anyway, it is already gone. Huh?


    4  Oh, well thanks.


    5  Yeesh.


    6  I wrote back and inquired why an elective that has been around for over twenty years should be thrown away, and I also talked of the way Drama has helped so many people in college and in their careers, and I made a stand for keeping the arts intact.


    7  As of last week, I had heard nothing back. I figured it was finally a fait accompli. I have seen it coming for years, which is really why I declared my retirement from Drama last year.


    8  But I THOUGHT  they would hire a new teacher, a young teacher who could fight the good cause, and re-build the Workshop in their own fashion.


    9  When that didn't happen, I decided to contact the Pigeon Players about bringing in directors for the Fall production.


    10  I did, and a brand new group was born, and did a marvelously wonderful job on the Fall production, my own personal miracle.



    11  That spirit spilled over to the musical, and even then, we STILL had to put up with a bunch of flaky people who came in and then left, but the group still working bonded through it all, and yesterday, we had the BEST rehearsal yet!


    12  I decided on doing a musical because it's not a play, and because I promised kids last year that I owed them a musical. So this one is really special and meaningful, just a joy, and this cast in particular moved me personally to a very happy state.


    13  But yesterday's news about Drama NOT being offered really hurt. They offered two NEW electives too, and I was pretty outraged.


    14  Sadly, I just didn't want to go into the office and fight that. I've fought that battle a hundred times over the years. I usually win. But I see a trend that is really sad for the schools.


    15  It isn't just Drama that is threatened. It's an issue that won't go away. And a younger teacher, or maybe even a younger version of me would have maybe had the health and time to go in there and fight hard.


    16  I can't afford the strain it could put on my health, not at this point.


    17  What REALLY killed me was that brand new, unproven electives, or more recent electives, were still being offered. Clearly there's no last hired/first fired sense of fairness involved here. It's completely unfair, and ridiculous. But it's the reality. That is the decision that our Administration made.


    18  So I don't know what is going to happen next year. Last year I stuck to my guns and told them I was not doing it again. The reason Drama wasn't offered this year was because I stepped down, expecting a replacement. None came in.


    19  I NEVER wanted to see the Drama Workshop disappear. That was never in the stars. In fact, I was expecting a young, energetic teacher coming in and turning it all around, while I did tech and still managed the Theatre.


    20  Instead, Drama has officially been disrespected as an essential, vibrant part of the school, and of the school's traditions of having a Fall and Spring show, and of being one of the longest existing clubs on campus.


    21  So I don't know what happens from here. I'm going to make this musical happen, because it's just the sweetest thing that's happened to me since the school year began.


    22  But the school without Drama is a rather sobering thought. If  I'm not in there each day running the Theatre, the Theatre is going to go to weeds. When I backed off earlier this year, it became storage, and lawnmowers and garbage began piling up in there. The seats started coming unbolted, and the lights burning out.


    23  I hope the lights don't burn out at the end of this year. The end of the Drama Workshop would be a cruel blow to all of us. It would make my own life probably better, but make no mistake, the Theatre disappearing from our lives would effect a tremendous amount of people who look on all of this as a home they could always keep in their hearts, and a smile that sometimes crosses their thoughts, some each day.


    24  And to anyone who has loved our Theatre, yesteday's reality of Drama being removed from the curriculum may also remove the Theatre from our lives.


    25  Not a pretty thought. The DN would be relegated to a mere blog, instead of as a sort of cosmic link to everyone and everything that has experienced the pure joy of our Theatre as an ongoing, vibrant work that lives each day in all our hearts.


    26  Right now, I'm doing a musical. I have work to do.


    27  But fear not. I'll do what I can to keep the Theatre homefires alive and warm.






    28  In an ironic act of synchronicity, Bon Jovi is on Jay Leno right now <of course, the SECOND round of Jay Leno!> and he's singing his hit song, Who Says You Can't Go Home, and it just seems to fit right here.


    30  And now, Conan just came on and talked of Heidi.


    30  Amazing to me. I'll see to it that the Theatre stays alive in all our hearts. I was about to go to bed. It's almost 3:30 a.m. But I know what I have to do. And I'll fight to keep the Theatre. Fear not.


    31  Because I'm still a fighter.


    32  And the fighter still remains.


    33  Peace.



     


    ~H~


     

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    F.A.N.T.A.S.T.I.C.S!



    1  That song, Let the Good Times Roll is being performed on Jay Leno, right now, by the "new"
    Cars, as I write!


    2  FANTASTICS, man!


    3  Rock 'N' Roll.


    3  Everywhere you look these days, the signs are everywhere.


    4  Alumni from '05 are writing and rooting for all of y'all.



    5  I'd like to throw out a shout to Daniel Huynh, who said hi to me last night, and shared his thoughts about all of it.


    6  Daniel couldn't even be in it last year, but as always, his thoughts and spirit can get everyone pumped about anything, so thanks for reminding me, and now a LOT of people just how fun and wild this time of the year can be!


    7  I've been really busy with the musical, and we've been really enjoying it and having a ball, but no matter where I turn, I see the practices, the posters, the freezing nights outside dancing, and the chill on everyone's faces.


    8  And amazingly, I remember only the good!



    9  I'm also WAY glad that I'm NOT stressing it, or looking into everyone's eyes holding fast to ideas, tears, laughter, and staying until all hours.


    10  Yeah, I don't miss any of that, not in the least.


    11  Not much!


    12  The show remains a blast! We have been working on Money, Money from the immortal Cabaret. We have this amazing version of it, and I'm trying like heck to turn it into a sort of karaoke by removing voices.


    13  Tough trick. If anyone out there knows how to do that, please let me know. I've talked with audiophiles everywhere, and a lot of them just shake their heads wondering how the same way I do.


    14  But the cast just nailed the song. So tight! It's probably our favorite song at this point.


    15  So let's just rock through this day today.


    16  It's Wednesday; it's a musical, it's FANTASTICS, it's March madness!!!!


    17  Let the good times roll!


    18  Can't wait to see ya, '05ers!!! I miss you guys!


    19  And everyone else, time for all of us to rock!


    20  Peace.



     


    ~H~


     








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    1  I'm finishing up teaching Taming of the Shrew, and right now, I'm busily prepping to teach Romeo and Juliet.


    2  Dang. I didn't know they died.


    3  So...Slovan Milosevich walks into a bar, but I didn't want really to bother even TRYING to spell his stupid name. So yeah, I'm a day late. And Maureen Stapleton also did. So it goes.


    4  So back to Romeo and Juliet and all. I think my students actually enjoyed Shrew, the classic Shakespearean romp starring Elizabeth Taylor and Slovan Milosevich.


    5  Oh, wait. I'm getting old, man. Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton.


    6  That's better. It doesn't matter. Nobody ever listens to a word I say anyway. More's the pity. Too bad, because most of what I say is right on the dot. Right on the dot. Hmmm. Evidently not. I guess I'm just ridiculous. A joke. So it goes. You can't protect people from their own folly. More's the pity. If they'd only listen. I look to the paper I've had on my wall since I became an idiot savant, attempting to save people from themselves. It's clearly useless. This is what it says:


    Against stupidity, the very gods themselves contend in vain.


     -Friedrich von Schiller


    7  This prompted a kid earlier this year to ask, "Who's Fried Rich?"


    8   All a friend could say is ain't it a shame.


    9   And there you have it. My life in a nutshell. Nobody listening to the voice. Ever. It's beginning to take its toll. Okay, enough serious. Let's move back to where we were. Something knocked me off track there. I may even know what, and again, more's the pity. Anyway...


    10  What a film. Just a blast. I haven't watched it in quite some time, and it's always a romp. Taylor and Burton, I swear.


    11  This is great. On Friday, my sixth period class came in after sucking all the sugar straight out of Hawaii, and they literally bounced all over the joint, hither and yon, and locations beyond. Eyeballs wound up on the same side of their noses, and their heads seemed to split and scurry in six different directions.


    12  I decided then and there that Taylor and Milosevich could wait. It was pop quiz time.


    13  You see, a pop-quiz is usually intended to take the sugar out of the game. Trade secret. Or it was.


    14 Just the act of making kids open their binders and take out paper can usually simmer down a sugar high, but you know those zoo animals that suddenly go OOOOOOOOOOOOH-OOOOH-OOOH-AHH-AHHH-AHHHHHHHH!!!? You got it.


    15  One girl's head vibrated so swiftly that I saw concentric line formatiions of her head flying every which way.


    16  Somewhere in the midst of her head doing hitchy 360's, exorcist style, she said, "I had a little CANDY last period!" OOOH-OOOH-OOOH-AHHH-AHH-AHHHHHHHHHH!!


    17  "You don't say," I replied. "Can you put take out a piece of paper, please, and write your name, date, and period number?"


    18  She looked up like she had mastered in Zombie Awareness, and slowly, almost as though conditioned, pulled a sheet out and began to write.


    19  Eventually, the pop-quiz, and oral quiz, began to take hold, and before long, they just calmed and showed one another their answers.


    20  I enjoyed that I was able to avoid throwing the sofa through the wall, and onto the lawn outside my room, or of even removing the metal door from its hinges and hurling it across the basketball courts.


    21  "Number seven, " I said. "What was the name of the first Theatre in London?" And so on. By number 10, I began to feel a bit froggy, so I threw this one out there, just to see who the cheaters were:


    22  "What was William Shakespeare's first name?"


    23  Six heads immediately looked up at the poster of Shakespeare in my room, a poster that didn't have his first name, which is William.


    24  You're welcome.


    25  Others turned around and asked one another that very loaded question.


    26  As of this writing, I am still awaiting at least five more answers.


    27  When I told them yesterday that I might be teaching Romeo and Juliet tomorrow, one kid raised his hand and said, "I thought they were dead."


    28  "Nope!" I ventured. "They're very much alive, and we'll be meeting them tomorrow or the next day."


    29  "Whoa! Dude! They must be HELLA old!"


    30  Yeah.


    31  HELLA.


    32  Peace. Have  a lovely day.


    33  I know I will.


    34  Will you?



     


    ~H~








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    thoughts of home...


    http://x81.xanga.com/c9ab40722623042050166/b28579847.jpg
    Snow on Rio Del Mar beach, near Aptos! Can this guy be
    lofting a snowball over to Capitola, less than a mile away?


    1  I just flew in from Malaysia, and boy!


    2   So I land safely at home, and I find SNOW in Capitola! How'd THAT happen?


    3   Okay, so it's Rio Del Mar beach, but come on! Aptos is a stone's throw from Capitola! Snow actually touched down on the BEACH! I didn't get there, but I thought I'd share that picture from the Merc.


    4  I was in Malaysia Sunday, remember? Lent? Sunday? Anyway, on SATURDAY, the snow hit the BEACHES of Monterey Bay, and Santa Cruz, Capitola, Rio Del Mar. Amazing, this place we call home. 


    5   It also came way down, to around 600 feet, and all of Grant Park was dusted in miracle white powder:                                       



    Snow in good ol' Grant Park, Saturday.


    3  Home. Grant Park. I took a cruise up there yesterday, and it was so frozen that the cows were delivering Frostees on cheap cones.

    4  Some lady on television just started singing Good Riddance (Time of Your Life) by Greenday. Just now. How random. It just now drifted through my composing here, and it's now making sense of everything.


    5  How fun. She butchered it, but still...well, here. It's like a soft dusting of snow, but a beautiful tune...think of home for a minute. Think of  the warmth, the memories, the photographs, families, and laughing with friends...for what it's worth, it was worth all the while...


    ...another turning point, a fork stuck in the road...


    6  Just thinking of Grant Park, Capitola, snow, and all. I actually wasn't in Malaysia yesterday. I was actually in the good ol' Theatre, painting, doing lights, and we took a break and went up to the hills, hoping to catch some of the snow.


    Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go...


    7  They closed the road right after Grant Park, so no such luck, but it was a brisk ride, and a wonderful break from doing the sets. We took the familiar ride up into the hills, always a magical, mystical ride, especially in the TOOOOONDRA...once up there, we looked over our great city, and at the amazing weather formations occurring above it and below us. Just, always amazing, always amazing...


    8  By and by, and almost mysteriously, the sky gathered into this strange form in the middle of San Jose, almost a funnel, but of wet, and of rain. Misty, wet, cold, and mysterious, all seemingly at the same time...


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    8  The sky became threatening, dark, cold, almost scary were it not for it's dreariness:


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    9  And then, this beautiful,  golden ray of sunlight shot right through all of the cold, the darkness, the fear, and the dreariness, to remind us all of how lucky we are to be able to call this sometimes miraculous place home...


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    10  It's hard not to see something like that as a light for all of us.


    So make the best of this test and don't ask why; it's not a question but a lesson learned in time...


    11  Indeed.


    12  May warm thoughts of home be with you this cold day.


    13  It's something unpredicatable.


    14  But in the end it's right.


    15  Peace. Love life. Love home. Love yourselves.


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    ~h~


     

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    Fair is foul and
     foul is fair;
    hover through the
    fog and filthy air.

                                            --The Three Witches, Macbeth


    1  Adamant.


    2  The other day, I wrote the DN and misspelled the word "adamant".


    3  I had corrected that on one of my two versions of yesterday's DN, but that entire effort, and the next one, both went down in flames.


    4  We took inventory on the musical yesterday and I realized that we have worked on over 30 songs, and know at least 20. Our goal originally was 20! That's a show on a successful tour.


    5  Not bad, not bad.


    6  We've had a remarkable drop-off in interest on the musical, but that was because we had other activities jump in and steal our people. But we're having a blast; every day is fun! So here's hoping all goes right!


    Moving on: Yes, that was me you saw the other day in a Class of '06 Senior Panorama shirt. I got a lot of strange looks, I tellya. The irony was that I couldn't find it all day, until well AFTER they took the picture. I wasn't going to be in the picture, just offering support.


    8  I was showing the Seniors the love is all. Only Seniors understand. I have always known what goes through their heads, or at least I THOUGHT I always knew. 


    9  It's just an amazing ride from here Seniors. And it gets insane near the end. Enjoy every second, and hold on to what you have. These memories take on tremendous meaning after this all disappears.


    10 So keep it real. Hold fast to these times; once you lose hold of them, life can turn upside down rather quickly. Fair can become foul. Foul can become fair. Hover through the fog and filthy air. It can become very tricky knowing who is who is who and what is what. Lost becomes found and found becomes lost. And any blind decision can come at quite a cost.


    11 I love their shirts, by the way. They have a large Queen of Hearts dominating the front.


    12  It reminds me a LOT of a great old film called The Manchurian Candidate, a film about a brainwashed soldier who has been controlled by the Commies to assassinate a political leader in America. The Queen of Hearts is used to trigger a hypnotic command that a phone call giving him orders will happen in a few seconds. Each time Sgt. Raymond Shaw sees the Queen of Hearts, a phone rings. A command then will tell him  to murder, say, the person next to him. Eventually, they program him to assassinate the Vice-Presidential candidate, placing their own candidate into the White House. Unnerving, and it's REALLY unnerving how easily people can become brainwashed. 


    13  Amazing film. There are actually two of them, one from 1962, and one made in 2004. Either way, the entire concept is scary, and VERY on the money.


    14  What's unnerving is that Sgt. Raymond Shaw is respected as a soldier, a leader, and an intelligent man of fortune.


    14  Brainwashing. Yeesh.


    13  So the Seniors' shirts have that, and it's awesome.


    14  It's also awesome that it's the Queen, and not the King, who is in charge.


    15  Interesting.


    16  Have a lovely weekend, man.


    17  Peace.


     



    Scenes from the chilling 1962 version of The
    Manchurian Candidate, one of the greatest films
    in history.


     


    ~H~


     


     

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    1  Some days, I tellya.


    2  Today's DN is short.


    3  All apologies.


    4  Stuff.


    5  Nothing serious, just stuff.


    6  You know.


    7  Life happens.


    8  I wrote one.


    9  I wrote another.


    10  But, well, they just weren't doing it.


    11  Too much stuff.


    12  At around 2 a.m. I threw up my arms.


    13  So sorry.


    14  Just stuff.


    15  See you tomorrow.


    16  I'm okay.


    17  Just stuff.


    18  That's it.


    19  Peaceout.


    ~H~


     


     


     


     


     


     

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    All are Punished.


    1   So...Gordon Parks walks into a bar...


    2   As does Barry Bonds' shot at immortality.


    3   Say it ain't so.


    4   The sad things about the Bonds steroid scandal is that we all wanted to believe that this monster was not lying about using performance-enhancing drugs.


    5  I wanted to believe him when he said that some people just work out hard, and when he adamantly denied using.


    6  A whole bunch of us wanted to believe that fairy tale.


    7  He had his dad right there through his career. He was surrounded by such greats as Mays, McCovey, and Alou.


    8  And now, that has all come crashing down. At this point, only an idiot would honor this man.


    9  I was one of his biggest supporters, and it is tough to look at someone you once respected as a lying, drug-taking cheater. But I don't know what else to say.


    10  What's sad is what it has done to the game, of what it has done to young athletes who feel that the only way to compete is by injecting foreign things into your body.


    11  What's sad is going to be watching this pathetic man fall apart in the next five years.


    12  Barry, you looked better in the dress. Maybe you oughta just go through THAT change, and go into witness protection. You're going to need it.


    13  You lied to all of us.


    14  But we all bought into it. We all turned our heads when monsters like you, Magwire, Sosa, Cancseco, et al began smashing home runs into the sea.


    15  We all turned our heads when young boys began desperately trying to build themselves up, and when they saw that to succeed, and to be adored, you needed the body of the Hulk.


    16  Too bad steroids couldn't build honesty, a clean body, and a sense of honor.


    17  Barry, I agree with Mark Purdy. It's time for you to smack a few more home runs, and leave the game.


    18  And to the rest of us, it's time we all woke up and realized that our silence, our support, our blind allegiance to this Game of Shadows, has also directly caused every sport around to remain suspect.


    19  And I wonder why I walked out on baseball last year.


    20  Pretty painful stuff.


    21  As an educator, I am especially appalled at what this has done to young, impressionable athletes, who may still be using these drugs that could literally cripple them in later life.


    22  Nice work, Barry.


    23  And nice work, all of us, for putting our heads in the sand.


    24  All are punished.


    25  All are punsihed.


    26   'Til the next time...



     


    ~H~


     


     

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    1 Okay, so this is a DN where I'm flying by the seat of my pants!


    2  These are often the most fun, because what happens is that life climbs all over me like the proverbial cheap coat, so I get home late, fall on the couch, conk out completely, and then awaken at like 1:30 a.m. and no DN. I'm suddenly a cartoon. Chaplinesque.


    3  I go into a panic mode. I routinely throw my loud cat, Mr. T, off the bathroom sink, which he has turned into his penthouse, and he sort of bounces on the floor with a loud, fat "MRAH!", cracks the tiles, and moves off.


    4  I splash water on my face, look in the mirror at all the horrors of my own visage, and move back out to the computer. Jay Leno is on for the SECOND time tonight. Yeesh.


    5  I hang my hat on my cane, interlock my fingers in a final stretch, roll up my sleeves, and dive in. I check my e-mails, and as usual in this sort of situation, I have a gajillion.


    6  Some nights I have none, and I look out the window like a lonely guy in an old silent movie, but tonight, of course, I have tons to do.


    The challenges: a great friend is going through a really rough time, another needs two monologues, a third wants to make a film, several have sent in the results of the Great Lent Debate <the best answer, by the way, is from my wife Helene's good friend Lois, who spent twelve years in parochial school. So to all of y'all, take Sundays off during Lent! Hooray! Sing hallelujah, come on get happy!>, and a fourth wants to come up with a plan on how to make the first one smile and love life once more...


    8  You get the idea.


    9  All in a day's work.


    10  I have grades due tomorrow, and absolutely no lesson plan for the Shakespeare lesson today.


    11  AND ATFNL needs a skit for the eighth-grade visitation, which happens in exactly six hours.


    12  So I need to get crackin' here.


    13  So first, to the friend: reach back into your soul and pull out a smile. Look at the bright side; you have found your ability to laugh and shine once more. Nothing is more valuable than that, and it's the world's gain.


    14  To the second: go to the library and get a book called The Perfect Monologue. Best book on acting ever written. Works in a pinch.


    15 To the third, any film will be better if it is in black and white, is silent, and if it involves a horse.


    16 To the Lent fans, thanks for all the cards and letters, but I'm listening to Lois, and hoping we BOTH don't get hurled into Hell, along with her entire parochial school!


    17  And to the last, let's just be there for her. I can think of no better gift.


    18  Whew.


    19  So I did it.


    20  I was a bit worried there, but I got this DN off in around an hour.


    21  You can't hurt steel.


    22  Anyone else?


    23  Thanks Lois. I'll sleep better. I'll sleep better.


    24  Peace, y'all.


     



     


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