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Wednesday, March 28th, 2007
8:50 pm	Oh, that I were... If I were a potato, I'd be strongly rooted in the ground. If I were a spud, I'd only weigh a pound. If I were a sack of potatoes, I'd be with mine own kind. If I were a tuber, I'd need never make up my mind. (Comment on this)
Monday, March 26th, 2007
9:48 pm	After 45 weeks, the prodigal poster returns to paste ponderings on the net! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 6th, 2006
12:39 pm	Living in a police state It started with the approval of the patriot act. We only wanted to give up some of our freedom so that we would not be enslaved by terror because, as George Orwell put it in 1984, "FREEDOM IS SLAVERY." Now, we have lost too much power to be able to choose slavery, but the administration still reserves that right. The next, "tyrany ground" being run by what what Bush likes to call "tyranizers" is myspace. High schools and colleges are turning their eyes to students myspaces and policing these sites. It is the responsibility of an educational faculity to instruct - not to enforce. If pictures or mentions of "illegal" activities (i.e. drug use) are found on students' web pages, schools will suspend those students from extra-curricular activities and possibly from school. Beware what you put on your myspace because Big Brother is watching. This is a violation of both first amendment rights and of due process of law. It is the right of people to have freedom of speech and written word, but schools are taking those basic rights away from students while school is not in session. Also, pictures are no longer proof in a digital age. It is child's play to replace the image of a can of coke with can of beer or a pen held in a hand to a cigarette. Thus, the evidence that schools plan to act on amounts to little more than hear-say and conjecture that would be derisivly sniggered at by any lawyer. I for one am tired of watching my rights slip away and being told that it is for the general good. I say, "no more!" If you feel the same way, pass this message on to others; repost it; talk about the problem; print it; take a stand. We need to tell Big Brother that we are sick and tired of what is going on and that we will not bear this policing anylonger. (Comment on this)
Sunday, May 7th, 2006
5:42 pm	Band Formation Ok, I think that it's time to try again. I want to make a band. Who... 1)Plays music (most importantly) 2)Lives in my city (sorry, I have trouble making practices in the booney docks)? Drop me a line by replying to this post or calling/emailing/talking to me. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, February 5th, 2006
6:53 pm	Procrastination Hey, If you missed my feature on NPR today, you can still hear it online at: http://www.youthradio.org/lifestyle/npr060205_procrastination.shtml Even if you are a part of Blunt and think that you have heard this piece before, it is not the same ol' "Procrastination." It has been completely, rescripted, revamped, re-edited, and revoiced! Come on!! You're still reading this! Please take two minuets out of your busy life to hear my piece. If you can find any flaw, error, problem, weak point (etc...), then please make a comment and tell me about it so that I can fix it. Tank you for your time. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, February 3rd, 2006
5:57 pm	NPR!!!!!!!!!! I'm going to be on NPR this Sunday at 9:30!!!!! I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..... happy! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, January 27th, 2006
6:31 pm	Multifacated You scored as Biology. You should be a Biology major! You are passionate about the sciences, and you enjoy studying cell growth and evolutionary concepts which enable living organisms to survive. Pursue that! </td> Biology 100% Chemistry 100% Mathematics 100% Philosophy 100% English 100% Linguistics 100% Journalism 100% Psychology 100% Engineering 92% Dance 92% Theater 83% Sociology 75% Anthropology 67% Art 67% What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!<3) created with QuizFarm.com (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006
7:20 pm	Tag! I'm it! yay.... Ground Rules: The 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "5 weird habits of yourself" and people who get tagged need to write an LJ entry about their 5 weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged. 1. I like to jump over desks in my french class. 2. I systematicially ask teachers for the meaning of the word psyconeuroendochronology just so that I can watch them fail. MUHAHAHAH!! 3. David starts talking about David in the third person when David is really stressed out. 4. I find bizarre routes that take me from point "A" to point "B" while crossing through just about the rest of the alphabett just so that I can make people wonder where I've come from. 5. I have a habit of randomly divulging personal information (including the fact that there is a picture of me in a dress on my myspace[bcdrama]) to random people for no apparent reason. Test it. Ask me any peosonal question and I will answer to a single person truthfully. I draw the line at posing the answer on my live journal though. Tag, Emily, Sarah, Bly, Laura, YOU!!! (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, January 13th, 2006
5:37 pm	I'm back! BC has been reunited with Drama. I've pined for the "Deering Players" for so long. I feel alive again. I havn't felt so much energy coursing through my veins since I quit caffeen. It is good to be able to hop over desks to wierd out the subs, hold pointless contests, and be truly strange. Current Mood: silly (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 28th, 2005
6:34 pm	I made a quiz! You scored as Guitar. Guitar!! ROCK ON!! </td> Guitar 100% Drum 65% Bass 60% Violin 10% What instrument matches you? created with QuizFarm.com (Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 27th, 2005
5:38 pm	Hehehe... Anime quizes. What colour is your soul? - anime pics (now w/ new result) brought to you by Quizilla You have black hair, and you are prob. the guy all the girls want. but you are a little picky on what type of girl you want to date. What would you look like if you were anime?(Girls+Boys) brought to you by Quizilla What is your Anime self? brought to you by Quizilla what r u? ( anime pics) brought to you by Quizilla summer What season are you?(with anime pics) brought to you by Quizilla Trance Ability: This way of finding out things was used by the Greeks. The oracle of Delphi was the most famous when Pythia used this method. She tried to contact the gods and like that ask them questions and get answers. You might try to contact other things for answers. Sometimes it is done by dancing or just plainly standing in a big could of smoke. Sadly, in those times, they didn't know that the smoke where drugs. They made the priests get hallucinations and hear voices. Exactly that they called "contacting the gods". Nowadays the smoke is safe (if it is still used somewhere). The best way to get contact with the supernatural force is by dancing or chanting. The answers can then come directly through voices or through signs. Personality: You love dancing and just having fun. Your whole pack of friends might even call you the center of the party everywhere. You love music and just loosing yourself to it. Don't stop enjoying life like you do. It's what makes you special. Best copable with: Potions Which kind of dark magic should you use? brought to you by Quizilla This is what you look like! What Does Your Anime Girl Look Like?(girls only and anime pics) brought to you by Quizilla What element represents your fighting style? (boy AND girl anime pics for each result) brought to you by Quizilla What are you feeling inside? ~With Anime Pics and 8 Results~ -*-For Girls Only-*- brought to you by Quizilla (Comment on this)
Friday, December 23rd, 2005
7:19 am	DO IT! A) Recommend to me: 1. a movie 2. a book 3. a musical artist, song, or album 4. an awesome web site (B) I want everyone who reads this to ask me three questions, no more, no less. Ask me anything you want. No kidding, ANYTHING, I'll give you the absolute honest truth, to the best of my ability. (C) Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends to ask you anything. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, December 18th, 2005
9:31 pm	I sorta made a community JOIN!!!! blunt_radio (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, December 10th, 2005
6:49 pm	Ski Today I bought a pair of cross country skis. That was cool. I have no idea how to turn. That was frigid! Current Mood: cold Current Music: Led Zeplin (Comment on this)
Thursday, December 8th, 2005
7:49 pm	You… Are a shining picture that makes the silver frame tarnish with shame. Have walked through my thoughts for so long that your footsteps are deep wrinkles in my mind. Hold a spirit so colorful that your hair has turned from purple to blue to green. Regard sleep as a poison tester would The King’s sundae. Lift burdens that would break the weight lifter’s soul. Caress music from any instrument and pull golden melodies from the air. Are the voice that tickles my ear drum as my mind slips away each night. Give my dreams an idol. Look so gorgeous on four hours of rest that that I could hardly bare to see you after a full night of sleep. Are the one I love. **Please note that there is only one person to whom this poem refers. You know who you are. Current Mood: silly (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, December 2nd, 2005
2:32 pm	Sugar Sugar, Honey Honey Hello, Hi, Howdy, Good day Did you find everything all right? I see you found your intoxicating whit powder for your Rotting kids. It’s in everything. The nice healthy granola bar, The cookies and candy. Soda? POP! An artery lets its sweet liquid loose. I think that you should make those bloated addicts go cold non-honeyed ham Are you the dealer or the user? That’ll be $52.94. You don’t have the money? The butcher’ll take your two pigs in exchange for Your drug. Your white demon. You can shoot up right here. We have needles for that so that you can feel Its grainy, gritty claw reach right through your veins and smile. More? Isle five. Thank you. Come again. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, December 1st, 2005
5:53 pm	Sorry folks, but.. nothing interesting has been happening so i'm not boring you with the details of my dady to day existance and my lame jokes about how much i dislike scince class this year. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 20th, 2005
2:42 pm	Poems A Poem Owed to Jean David Barber-Callaghan Life is a cup of coffee. At its best, it’s as bitter as the scowl Of that mean old lady that keeps your Frisbee. Give it a tea-spoon of honey. That’ll sweeten her up, won’t it? Honey on the doorknob. Buzz off sticky bee. Maybe a drop of cream will take The edge off the black. A bulge on her sagging hips that’d make. Try to use some flavors in the cup To liven up the taste of darkness. Fish in the mail box – her only letters – you pup! She had liked it to burn Her tongue, Black as her eight ounces sitting in her urn. The Bus Ride David Barber-Callaghan All eyes gaze ahead along the dull gray route. Reflecting upon what has passed by is considered taboo. All sockets are set forward, the torsos turned that way to boot. What’s behind is too ugly to get back through. The fools don’t know what they are missing. They can’t pull their minds away from the fear. They mustn’t overlook their stop or hear the sinister hiss Of the breaks at the doleful dead-end that’s so near. I look at the abstract world as it ticks by. I’m not hiding from the future of moments ago That the others expectantly looked toward but won’t see in flight, For they fear it might, like the past, cause a grain of woe. The grains have fallen and DING! the bell does ring. I stand to meet my stop as the past begins to Catch up. They check their watches and tap their feet to get going They don’t look out of their narrow world – scared of the past and the present too. Dead-poor and Depressed – Future and past, vacuous Walking in the Rain David Barber-Callaghan Misting, drizzling, dripping from the leafless limbs. Thunk! I’ve been hit by a singular circular sea. My soaking shoes fall behind as my sorrowful soul swims. Plunk! Another dark dot has leaped from its twisted tree. Foaming, cresting, breaking on my sodden sweatshirt. The last light specks disappear in the terrible torrent. The walls of water flatten my body but my core isn’t hurt or harmed. The wet wrap clings and around my shivering self it is bent. Nudging, ebbing, flowing, to-ing and fro-ing is the weeping wind. The grabbing garb is a black burden on my battered back. “It’s cold!” My flabby flesh cried as, by the flying flecks and the soaring specks, it was pinned. My ethereal essence was warmed by the liquid lines leaking down my freezing face as I continued down the track. (Comment on this)
Saturday, November 19th, 2005
11:36 pm	Whee!! Today was fun. There is one preformance of the play left. Then ther's no more stress and there's more sleep. Yay! Sleep! Z! Current Mood: Happy/Tired Current Music: Friday Night in America (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 9th, 2005
5:17 pm	play Saturday, November 5, 2005 THEATER REVIEW: Cathy Nelson Price 'Cripple' funny, sad, superbly acted Martin McDonagh's "The Cripple Of Inishmaan" is designed to, and will, break your heart. As presented by the American Irish Repertory Ensemble (AIRE), it's two-plus hours of at times unbearable pathos juxtaposed with cathartic laughs and sudden violence, delivered via some of the finest acting seen in these parts in a long time. This 1996 play debuted at the Royal National in London and then was presented at the New York Shakespeare Festival. The story is framed by actual events of 1934, when real-life filmmaker Robert Flaherty chose the fishing islands off Ireland's Atlantic coast to shoot his documentary, "Man of Aran." Then as now, the whiff of Hollywood excited even the most dug-in denizens of barely-there rocky villages, some to the point of seeing a last desperate chance to escape. One who's willing to risk all for flight is the play's title character, Billy Claven (Ian Carlsen). His twisted body hosts a remarkably clever mind aided by a beguiling collection of quirks that - perhaps deliberately - obscure the depth of his intelligence. He's the self-described "village orphan," cared for by two upright lady shopkeepers (Susan Reilly and Betsy Melarkey Dunphy) who dote and worry and whose general store is, as you'd expect, the town's news center. The village gossip cum town crier (Tony Reilly) is the keeper of secrets old and new, most of which he exchanges for foodstuffs or drink to keep his nonagenarian mother (Janet Lynch) perpetually loaded. Adding to the mix are the town's resident rowdy girl (Tara Smith) and her hapless younger brother (David Barber-Callaghan), along with the beleaguered village doctor (Mark Rubin). When word gets out of Flaherty's impending visit, local fisherman Babbybobby (Paul Haley) has the only seaworthy craft available to haul the village's would-be actors to the neighboring island film set. Billy is among them, leaving his caretakers a note by way of explanation. When he doesn't return with the others, fears and gossip run rife, and the second act unravels much of the twisted skein that is the town's history, to an ironic and bittersweet conclusion. Playwright McDonagh spares no sharp or unfettered emotion that is the core of the Irish soul. The bleakness of the landscape dictates, perhaps, the need to escape via drink or dreams. The poetry of everyday vulgarity yields a syntax that lilts in word choice as well as articulation. For actors, "brogue" is a delicate thing to master and if it rolls off of unskilled or uncaring tongues, 'tis a grievous wound to anyone with a drop of Irish blood. So it's a thrill to report that this marvelous cast - all of them - deliver the goods with a lack of guile and a naturalness that heighten the comic and deepen the tragic. Director Tony Reilly has done a masterful job. Where, oh where have these actors been hiding and why aren't they working more often? Go and see them in this deeply touching play, both for the emotions they inspire and the excellent technique they bring to their work. And even if you're not Irish, bring along your granny's lace hanky. You'll need it. Cathy Nelson Price is a theater critic from Cape Elizabeth. Her "Two on the Aisle" column appears monthly in the Maine Sunday Telegram. Copyright © 2005 Blethen Maine News Inc. THEATER REVIEW THE CRIPPLE OF INISHMAAN, by Martin McDonagh, directed by Tony Reilly, American Irish Repertory EnsembleWHERE: Studio Theater, 25A Forest Ave., PortlandWHEN: Through Nov. 20TICKETS: $12-$16, call 799-5327 (Comment on this)