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Friday, November 05, 2004

Cowgirls Napalm Corrupted Apple HAPPY DAY!

I would bitch about the election, but everyone is doing that. What I'm more concerned with is the sensation that I have somehow fallen into a parallel universe where the abiding theme of my life will be that nothing is what I think it is. And the very strange thing is that as soon as I think something is something, or even realize that something is indeed something else, then is again morphs into another thing, leaving me endlessly wondering what the fuck could possibly go wrong next.

Well, I can't say that everything has been entirely awful. The class I'm teaching went really well the other day. We were talking about acting processes and so I started telling them about the stuff I learned this summer about interbeing and two of my students wanted to know who Thich Naht Hanh is and so they're going to read Being Peace! Micropolitical practice, people. Catch the spirit!

And my musical theatre lecture was based around Animal Crackers, and it came out well. And one of my students wants to get back into acting, he's so darn inspired. And I'm actually developing a small curriculum for next year (if I don't run screaming into the night by then) based on The Shining, which, as we all know, is one of the best movies of ever. And our discussion of the play Crowns was totally exhilirating, we were able to be really frank and open about whiteness and blackness, and after reading the some of the prejudiced stuff going on in my students' papers I think it was definitely something a lot of them needed to hear. So things aren't entirely awful here, I guess. They are verging on the entirely awful, though, and if a couple more bad things happen along the lines of what's happened already, I may be packing my bags. And then leaving, after I finish packing.

I was home last weekend for Halloween... and there's a room open at the Summit House...

Something else I've realized is that I love it when the tips of people's noses move when they talk. The only thing is that it's hard for me to comprehend what someone is saying when I'm so entranced my their nose. Nose.