I just came home from watching Joy of Motion's semi-annual Dance Project, an intimate black-box concert showcasing works by the area's promising choreographers. The evening's program boasted a mixed bill of styles, ranging from hip-hop, jazz and modern dance. There wasn't any other style of dance other than modern, but that was to be expected from ( Read more... )

Beware: Stream-of-consciousness post.

I've always wondered if it would be fun to write a post about nothing, like I see so many others do. Not on the grand scale of Seinfeld (hated that show anyways), of course, but in the same vein at least of an Everybody Loves Raymond. Okay, here goes ( Read more... )

So... when CourtTV gets a reality TV show about -- get this -- thieves (something that seems so antithetical to their governing mandate to the point of being anathema), that's when you know that someone needs to say to the television world:

"When."

Are you denying who you really are when you decide to fight against doing the things that you really want to do, but you have decided (through much thought and painstaking introspection) that such things are no longer good for you?

Just thought I'd ask.

You step through the looking glass... now you're on the other side.The first time it happens to you, you realize it for what it is. It stops you cold as you are able to look at this person and, in their eyes, see, not them for who they are, but you for what you were. You can remember feeling how they feel, and you can almost remember acting they ( Read more... )

I didn't get to watch the Super Bowl (for the first time in my life!!!) because I am here in Japan, and none of the five channels on my TV were showing the "most watched event in the world." Anyway, I didn't want the Patriots to win, so watching would have just frustrated me. Stupid Murphy's Law.

Besides all that, here's proof positive that ( Read more... )

Well, well, it's milestone time yet again. This post marks my 400th journal entry. *trumpets fanfare ( Read more... )

I'm tired of playing this game. More importantly, I'm tired of losing this game. I can't keep up, the rules are always changing, and there is always some loophole that makes me lose when I think that I can win. Nobody plays by the rules anyway, and nice guys (who always play by the rules), always (yes, always) finish last ( Read more... )

Nightmares and demons.
Hatred, fear... dreams forboding:
You will die this way.

More attempts at spring cleaning... a little cohesion in my scribble-on-an-available-scrap-of-paper journal. All I can say for this, I guess, is that the more things change, the more difficult it becomes to accept it.

Hmm... reading this over. I wonder what happened: ( We need a resolution: 06/29/04 )