&$%# we're in a tight spot !!!
One of my favorite movies is
O'Brother Where art Thou which is where the title of todays entry is from. You remember Everett,Pete and Delmar are sleeping in the hay loft and the local police arrive to arrest them and then ultimately burn the barn down to try and get them out. Great movie.
Off tonight to dinner at the
Outback and then the opening of
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. HHGttG is a book that if you've never heard of it that's probably all you need to know. You've never heard of it. The book is sort of a cult classic that friends recommend to other friends who are just as whacked or looney or weird. The occasional people who read it who don't meet the requirements always try to read too much into it like those who make up tales about what Don McLean's
American Pie* was all about.
They just end up really annoying those who know it's just supposed to be stupid funny and make the author money. SO STOP BOTHERING US TRYING TO FIGURE IT OUT. WE DON'T CARE!!!!
Anyway back to the &$%# we're in a tight spot !!!
This poor
mouse** is probably uttering the same thing or worse in
kinshmok the mouse language most native American mice speak.
ba
* - quote "what American Pie really means is that I (
Don McLean) will never have to work again if I don't want to".
editors note; I don't think he did...** - No mice were harmed in the photo. It was a real mouse, it was really stuck, but according to the orignal source of the mouse picture it was released unharmed into a room with three cats where it met a more natural death.
i keed i keed
Observations
Most of the regular readers (all 2.76 of you) know that I work for Computing and Media Services at
Syracuse University. SU like all schools this time of year is actively
wooing the next freshman class. To this end they hold Spring Receptions in the Dome. The
Dome of course is the canvas covered home of the Syracuse Orange*. The SU Orange aren't called that because of some spray on tanning system gone horribly wrong and as of yet no other fruits (including apples) have filed class action lawsuits claiming discrimination. This is true despite the fact that Central New York is known for
apples not oranges.
Anyway(s)** while working the receptions I was treated to a number of things that struck me as odd. Here are two pictures. The first is just ironic. The second is just odd.
Parking Services and the Juggling Club are placed right next to each other at the receptions. What irony. They have a tough job fitting all those cars on very few spaces. Pleasing every one is unpossible so SU's parking services has become a most fair,
draconian department on campus. They punish all alike. No special treatment. Yes I'm a little bitter. I used to do students favors by returning their PC's directly to the dorms. In the dead of winter SU can be a nasty place to walk let alone carry a 25 pound PC. Our help center was at the time in the middle of campus so I'd be nice and of course I'd get a ticket for being nice. I'd be willing to buy a parking pass if they were reasonable about it but I can't use a service pass unless I park in a lot that would cost me $400 plus per year. Yes, no good deed goes unpunished with parking services.
The second picture is a man walking way up on the upper level of the Dome talking on his cells phone. Back and forth about 10-12 steps each way. 25 minutes he was there. I felt like yelling up to him and waving. Just seemed like an odd place to have a phone conversation.
later this week I'll share my experience as a visiting parent of some colleges we went to. You'll be shocked.
ba
* They dropped the men or women off of Orange a little while ago. It makes referring to them a little englishly tricky.
** Is it
anyway or
anyways. Mrs. Ass and I were discussing this very question, this very AM. I voted for anyway she went with anyways. I'd look it up but I don't really care that much.
Actual Reality
Been having fun with words again lately. Two words in particular.
Actually & RealityNo they are not related just two words that intrigue me. I'll bore you with why if you read on.
Actually...
is a great word that allows you to insult someone without them getting mad. It isn't an insult word unless it is the first or second word in a sentence. When someone says "Actually, the real way to unscrew a lightbulb......" they are really saying you are too much of a nitwit, slow processing dimbulb to figure out what I meant the first time so I have to rephrase it so you can grasp this extremely simple concept. Pay attention the next time someone starts a sentence with
actually.
If you hear it a lot you might want to wonder.
Reality...
when put in front of TV is freaking me out lately. From the
Osbournes to
Paris Hilton (simple really sums it up I think) or from
Casino to
The Real Gilligans Island there was some small part of me that said, okay I guess I can understand that a certian segment of our population might want to watch this. Not me but okay. The Supersize Me guy doing 30 days of various reality might even get me to watch an episode. Alas this morning an advertisement came on for
"Airline" and from what the highlights during the commercial showed I gathered it is a show about people abusing airline ticket counter workers. What's next I ask
"Urinal" and it's spinoff
"Hydrant"?
Or why not combine the two and simply follow this dog around.
ba
Sorry again...
Yeah I know it's been a long time again between posts. Theater again has gotten in the way of posting. This time it was
The Diary of Anne Frank performed at the John H. Mulroy Civic Center -
Carrier Theater. A total of 13 shows in 2 1/2 weeks for 4400 school kids in the CNY area. Most of them behaved pretty well. Here's a collage of the set and a behind the scenes look at where I spent most of my time off stage.
I played Mr. Van Daan and my daughter Cara played Margot Frank. It is always a great time to be onstage with a family member. I got a group review of both being "strong support" and apparently my "modest accent" was okay.
What's up next you ask ? Well I'm doing a couple of short one act comedy skits. Notably a
Durang skit that Robin Williams and Carol Burnet did on one of her specials. I play an odd person (I know no stretch) trying to convince a recent widow to
keen at the funeral of her husband.
Finally this
picture cracked me up.
ba
