Archive for September, 2007

…what about…

Posted in Fear on September 30, 2007 by Mas Younon

Hare Krishnas, what happened to them?  Remember when they were a threat to society, and a constant presence at the airport?  Does the parody of them in movies like “Airplane” and “The Kentucky Fried Movie” now have to be explained(the answer is yes)?  I remember the hate and fear that people of a more traditional religious background had for them.  Now of course, it seems absurd but then they seemed to be played up like a cult of the most dangerous kind.

Yes it was a simple time when strange religions and popular media(backwards or otherwise) was branded as evil, leading us all down to hell.

Ah, nostalgia…and the Moonies, what happened to them?

There’s no reason behind these wandering wonderings, but it has been some time since these dangers to the soul have had a big presence here and it got me to thinking…

Book Club

Posted in Uncategorized on September 24, 2007 by Mas Younon

It’s another one of those days when my thoughts refuse to congeal into logical discourse, so I thought I’d throw out a couple of recommendations.  I’m both a book and a stand up comedy aficionado(word of the day calendar finally paying off today), so with that it mind, I’m going to call up an tag team of old school comics and their recent books

“I Shouldn’t Even Be Doing This!” – Bob Newhart

“Rickles’ Book” – Don Rickles

Both are legends.  Both books are fun, informative and interesting reads.

Oh yeah, did you know that they are best friends?

Newhart and Rickles: BFF

Given their persona’s, you would think that these are the last two people who would befriend and travel with each other yet as you read either or both of their books, it just seems right that these icons are great friends.

Last night I fell in love.

Posted in Suffering on September 21, 2007 by Mas Younon

Let me explain:

As I do from time to time, I agreed to assist a local college directing course.  It was an impromptu “casting” session.  A true cold read as I had no knowledge of the play from which they were drawing their scenes yet, to be honest, I do not think the young directors were immersed in the material as well.  And that’s fine with me, they’re young and learning.

The first read and scene is fine for what it is.  A volunteer cold read is what it is, and the chemestry was lukewarm due to the awkward nature of the reading.  The second scene…well that’s where it got interesting(for me anyway).

I was partnered with Z. and that was a good thing as I learned more about the scene that we were to read.  Both characters want to be with the other, and both have their issues, which is a situation I am all too familiar with.

In truth, Z. hit most of my attraction switches(not that my other partner did not, Z. just hit more), and that was a big help for the chemistry for the scene(for me, I cannot speak for Z.).  The  chocloate brown hair, the eyes to get lost in and forget why you’re here…could eat a sandwich or two, but not Skeletor by any means.  Did I mention the eyes?  Yet in reality, Z. was normal.  Which is also a good thing. 

The character however was…a bit psycho(I believe the clinical term is “Bat-shit Insane”), which for me(in reality)completes the trifecta and therefore(as far as the scene is concerned) makes the read a walk in the park.  Yeah, it was an easy “Method” read for me as I allowed myself to fall for and sabotage any hope I had with Z’s character(“art” mirrors life?  You decide.).

So we do the scene and, cold as the read was, I let myself fall.  Granted, for me I’ve been here too many times and done the exact stupid thing, but this time I just let go.  I allowed myself to long for  Z’s touch, companionship/whatever that I felt as if I would perish without it, and then I obliterated any chance I had for it.

It was beautifully wrenching(for me at least), and honestly, I care not what anyone else thought because:

For a moment that will stretch into forever, I allowed this character a life with love.  Not one that was perfect, but one with ups and downs and moments of mediocrity.  All of which were prevented by the character. 

It felt great and horrific at the same time.  In one minute and thirty seconds, I’d loved, lived and lost the best(and unknown).

Word(s) for the day.

Posted in Uncategorized on September 17, 2007 by Mas Younon

I’m having trouble thinking up a brilliant post for today, so I’m going to crack open my copy of “The Bibliophile’s Dictionary” and flip to a ramdom page and word to see if inspiration strikes.  Here we go…

Calliope (kuh LIE uh PEE) –n. the muse of eloquence and epic poetry; one of nine muses and the mother of Orpheus by Apollo.

Hmmm…oddly fitting that on a day when she’s truly not available to be with me, I stumble on her name.  Let’s try one more…

malkin (also mawkin) (MAHL kin, also MAH kin) n. a chambermaid; a woman of the lower classes, 2. an untidy female; a servant or country wench; a slattern; a slut; a drab; a lewd woman, 3. a mop created by tying a bundle or rags to the end of a stick, used by the kitchen servant to clean the ovens, 4. a scarecrow, 5. a designation for certain animals, such as a cat or hare.

Wow, could there be another word with so many varied meanings?  Seriously this word(should anyone know any one of the meanings) could so easily be misinterpereted as another, the possibilities for confusion are plenty.  In truth, if you find anyone who actually does know any of those definitions you should give them a dollar for being smarter than the average bear(or malkin for that matter).

Building Materials

Posted in Uncategorized on September 11, 2007 by Mas Younon

You will need some or all of the following:

  1. One or more cardboard boxes of the medium to large variety
  2. Crayons, markers, paints or pencils
  3. Blankets
  4. Couch cushions
  5. Kitchen/folding chair

Mix together with imagination(a must have) and you can produce one or more of the following structures:

  1. Castle
  2. Spacecraft/station/planetary base
  3. Fort
  4. Command post
  5. Secret lair
  6. Tardis
  7. Other

It may be helpful to enlist the services of a small child or the ability to think as one, but the adventure always was and will be worth more than all the treasures in the land.

Vague it up more?

Posted in Suffering on September 10, 2007 by Mas Younon

I know what tomorrow is.  I’ve no desire to linger on the subject.  The government however, will.  In fact, they already have and will continue to for some time.

 I try not to get political here, but when the government makes a statement like, “We are safer, but we are not safe,” the pressure to call them out on their steaming pile of a sentence is too much.

So please, define “safer” for me.  By what standards is this measurement taking place?

“we are not safe.”  No kidding, we never have nor will we ever be safe.  Why not just tell people to double check under your bed at night.

Tell us cold hard FACTS.  Give us concrete DATA to review.  Please stop needlessly misinforming and continually attempting to keep us fearful for our lives because of your incompetence.

Focus

Posted in Uncategorized on September 9, 2007 by Mas Younon

It’s not like life is throwing things at me left and right(my left or yours?) but, my mind just refuses to shut down at times.  Either too many thoughts or one on a loop, and it’s quite distracting.  It can be something as simple as the song stuck in the head, or an ADD/OCD thought tree cascading with possib/probabilities. 

ten minutes later…

It’s become quite the impediment to any type of productivity.  I need to find a way to at least gear down.  I am too scattered to finish anythi