Captian's Log Supplemential

Oh, that I were...

2007-03-29T00:59:24Z

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.

bcdrama @ 2007-03-26T21:48:00

2007-03-27T01:48:54Z

After 45 weeks, the prodigal poster returns to paste ponderings on the net!

Living in a police state

2006-06-06T16:39:11Z

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.

Band Formation

2006-05-07T21:42:30Z

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.

Procrastination

2006-02-05T23:53:48Z

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.

NPR!!!!!!!!!!

2006-02-03T22:57:49Z

I'm going to be on NPR this Sunday at 9:30!!!!! I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..... happy!

Multifacated

2006-01-27T23:31:41Z

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!

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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)
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Tag! I'm it! yay....

2006-01-19T00:21:01Z

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!!!

I'm back!

2006-01-13T22:37:38Z

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.

I made a quiz!

2005-12-28T23:35:02Z

You scored as Guitar. Guitar!! ROCK ON!!

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Guitar

100%

Drum

65%

Bass

60%

Violin

10%

What instrument matches you?
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bcdrama @ 2005-12-27T17:38:00

2005-12-27T23:00:39Z

Hehehe...

Anime quizes.

What colour is your soul? - anime pics (now w/ new result)
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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)
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What is your Anime self?
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what r u? ( anime pics)
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summer

What season are you?(with anime pics)
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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?
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This is what you look like!

What Does Your Anime Girl Look Like?(girls only and anime pics)
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What element represents your fighting style? (boy AND girl anime pics for each result)
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What are you feeling inside? ~With Anime Pics and 8 Results~ -*-For Girls Only-*-
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DO IT!

2005-12-23T12:19:07Z

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.

I sorta made a community

2005-12-19T02:31:57Z

JOIN!!!!

blunt_radio

Ski

2005-12-10T23:50:34Z

Today I bought a pair of cross country skis. That was cool.
I have no idea how to turn. That was frigid!

You…

2005-12-09T00:52:51Z

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.

Sugar Sugar, Honey Honey

2005-12-02T19:35:42Z

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.

Sorry folks, but..

2005-12-01T22:54:30Z

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.

Poems

2005-11-20T19:45:04Z

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.

Whee!!

2005-11-20T04:41:06Z

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!

play

2005-11-09T22:17:39Z

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

Play

2005-11-03T12:12:42Z

My play opens today. Please please please! Come to see eggs broken over my head, LIVE!!!

Play

2005-10-31T22:12:00Z

AIRE (American Irish Repertory Ensemble) opens its 2005-06 season with the darkly funny comedy The Cripple of Inishmaan, by Martin McDonagh, to be presented November 3-20 at the Studio Theater at the Portland Performing Arts Center (25A Forest Avenue in Portland). The performance on November 6 will feature an after-show discussion with the cast and director.

The Cripple of Inishmaan, which was acclaimed as “wickedly funny and brilliant” by The New York Times, takes place on the Aran Islands off Ireland’s west coast in 1934. Nothing much happens on these rocky, windswept specks in the Atlantic Ocean until Hollywood comes calling in the form of director Robert Flaherty, who has decided to film a documentary about the fishermen there. Playwright McDonagh uses the true story of Flaherty’s visit to shoot his famous film, Man of Aran, as a catalyst to explore the bleak lives of the island residents, especially crippled orphan Billy Claven, who is eager to be in the film as a way to escape his hopeless life.

AIRE’s production of The Cripple of Inishmaan is directed by Tony Reilly, Artistic Director of AIRE. The cast features David Barber-Callaghan, Ian Carlsen, Betsy Dunphy, Paul Haley, Janet Lynch, Susan Reilly, Tony Reilly, Mark Rubin, and Tara Smith. It will be performed Thursdays at 7:30, Fridays and Saturdays at 8:00, and Sundays at 7:00 (3:00 on November 6). Tickets are $16 ($12 for students and seniors); Sunday, November 13, is “Lucky 13,” with all tickets $8.

For reservations, call 799-5327.

Mysapce

2005-10-31T12:30:17Z

I gave in...

to myspace

bcdrama @ 2005-10-30T15:37:00

2005-10-30T20:39:54Z

I had alot of fun dressing up as a girl yesterday, but today I had eggs broken in my hair. 3 eggs. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

So it's time to update.

2005-10-24T23:01:28Z

AGAIN?????

Chicago+me(cosinBLUNT-[having a small torso]{sorry})= awesomeness!!
I got Rob Rosenthall (Chelsea's dad) as an audio doctor, and, at first, I was like, "Awwww... I got a local Mainer and Stepen AND Bly got IRA GLASS!!!!." After the session, I was like, "I lucked out! Rob Rosenthall rules!!" He heard alot of fine ditail things in Procrastination that I couldn't hear and Kerry didn't notice when he listened. Rob Rosenthall was a really cool audio doctor. He can breakdance too, but that's another story.

My piece was played during the youth listening dealie at the beginning and that was cool to hear my piece played next to these heavy-hitting youth pieces. Mine had a slightly different tone from most of the others though. I got some good feedback too.

There was a session where I made a comment that I would prefer crippeling, crushing, criticism to someone saying that my piece was good. After that a whole bunch of people approached me and said that they agreed with me. I even managed to drop another 'bomb-shell' at that session. I was talking about how Blunt was different from other youth radio groups, and I ended with the fact that features sometimes air on Blunt without Clair or Kerry having heard. There was an audible gasp in the room.

We had the most ****ing insane cabbie. EVER!! He would drive stradeling the white line. He would go through stopsigns. He would do all of that at 80 MPH while looking at Stephen. There was a hose hanging down in the cab and Kerry asked what it was. The cabbie said "When poeple talk shit, it hits them," nearly hitting Stephen in the face with his hand gesture.

There were two dances, and I barley worked up the nerve to dance during the first one, UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE!!!! During the second, I started the dancing. I danced on my own for half an hour determined to to give up, and then a hord of folks joined me. I got A LOT OF compliments on my dancing. That was so amazing!! When ever I have danced before that, my dancer friends have ridiculed me. I felt confident and cool. I raised the roof!