Quadricentennial Janus File
OPEN: JANUS FILE #0400
OVERTURE! CURTAIN, LIGHTS!
THIS IS IT! THE NIGHT OF NIGHTS!
Okay, I finally found the right way to start one of these entries. And if you would like the full effect, may I suggest clicking on the link below:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdg5CUugQn4
Or for an even fancier version, try this link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WowalkW6lKg&NR=1
Bugs and Daffy are dressed up a little, and if you pay attention, you'll note that Daffy upstages Bugs a couple of times. But if you want the fanciest version of all (everyone is in white tie), click here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=veaDEdVZryA&NR=1
I can't think of a better way to introduce this particular entry than Bugs and Daffy doing a song and dance number. Can you? (And this is the closest I can come to a big production number.)
All right, as the top of the entry indicates, this is my 400th entry. And it doesn't seem like that long since I posted my 300th entry. As the saying goes, time flies when you're having fun. (Or to use another saying, time flies like an arrow -- fruit flies like a banana.)
I knew this entry has been fast approaching for quite some time now, and I've been trying to think of what I wanted to write this time. Guess what? I'm still thinking. I think the problem is that a lot of what I might use for this entry was covered in the previous milestone entries, and I really don't want to repeat myself. And I really don't want to repeat myself.
I've been doing this since January 2004. And there is something that I've gradually realized. This is now something that I can't not do. I'm a writer; for me, writing is as much of a necessity as breathing.
My friend Paul has put it a slightly different way. I think I saw this on the profile page of his LiveJournal. He says that he is a cartoonist. It isn't how he makes money; but it's what the label on his soul says. (This is probably a paraphrase, because I didn't want to take the time to bring up the profile. It's close enough.)
Writing is how I communicate my thoughts best. I have no artistic ability, only moderate musical talent, and I have enough of a stuttering problem that trying to listen to me can be quite trying indeed. But with pen and paper, or a keyboard and screen, thought and words just start flowing. Well, more or less. There are times when trying to find the bon mot can reduce me to staring at a blank screen in a futile effort to make words appear by magic.
That is the down side, when writing is like driving pocked with potholes, and littered with debris. But when everything comes together . . . that's a feeling like no other. It's what Bugs and Daffy meant when they sang, "And oh, what heights we'll hit!"
I've been looking through some of my old entries while writing this. There are some that I remember quite well, like one of my personal favorites, "The Real Mystery Of Scooby-Doo." That's entry #0003, by the way. There are also some that surprise me, like entry #0176, "All The Time In The World." Feel free to roam the corridors of the past. Go to my Tags page, and use that as a jump-off point. And if you find something that you like, let me know.
You know, sooner or later, I need to write that story about me and the identical triplet majorettes. Maybe that's something I should try to do sometime during the next 100 entries. But for now, I think I'll go back to the opening number to close this entry. To borrow a line from Bugs and Daffy, "On with the blog! This is it!"
CLOSE: JANUS FILE #0400
OVERTURE! CURTAIN, LIGHTS!
THIS IS IT! THE NIGHT OF NIGHTS!
Okay, I finally found the right way to start one of these entries. And if you would like the full effect, may I suggest clicking on the link below:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdg5CUugQn4
Or for an even fancier version, try this link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WowalkW6lKg&NR=1
Bugs and Daffy are dressed up a little, and if you pay attention, you'll note that Daffy upstages Bugs a couple of times. But if you want the fanciest version of all (everyone is in white tie), click here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=veaDEdVZryA&NR=1
I can't think of a better way to introduce this particular entry than Bugs and Daffy doing a song and dance number. Can you? (And this is the closest I can come to a big production number.)
All right, as the top of the entry indicates, this is my 400th entry. And it doesn't seem like that long since I posted my 300th entry. As the saying goes, time flies when you're having fun. (Or to use another saying, time flies like an arrow -- fruit flies like a banana.)
I knew this entry has been fast approaching for quite some time now, and I've been trying to think of what I wanted to write this time. Guess what? I'm still thinking. I think the problem is that a lot of what I might use for this entry was covered in the previous milestone entries, and I really don't want to repeat myself. And I really don't want to repeat myself.
I've been doing this since January 2004. And there is something that I've gradually realized. This is now something that I can't not do. I'm a writer; for me, writing is as much of a necessity as breathing.
My friend Paul has put it a slightly different way. I think I saw this on the profile page of his LiveJournal. He says that he is a cartoonist. It isn't how he makes money; but it's what the label on his soul says. (This is probably a paraphrase, because I didn't want to take the time to bring up the profile. It's close enough.)
Writing is how I communicate my thoughts best. I have no artistic ability, only moderate musical talent, and I have enough of a stuttering problem that trying to listen to me can be quite trying indeed. But with pen and paper, or a keyboard and screen, thought and words just start flowing. Well, more or less. There are times when trying to find the bon mot can reduce me to staring at a blank screen in a futile effort to make words appear by magic.
That is the down side, when writing is like driving pocked with potholes, and littered with debris. But when everything comes together . . . that's a feeling like no other. It's what Bugs and Daffy meant when they sang, "And oh, what heights we'll hit!"
I've been looking through some of my old entries while writing this. There are some that I remember quite well, like one of my personal favorites, "The Real Mystery Of Scooby-Doo." That's entry #0003, by the way. There are also some that surprise me, like entry #0176, "All The Time In The World." Feel free to roam the corridors of the past. Go to my Tags page, and use that as a jump-off point. And if you find something that you like, let me know.
You know, sooner or later, I need to write that story about me and the identical triplet majorettes. Maybe that's something I should try to do sometime during the next 100 entries. But for now, I think I'll go back to the opening number to close this entry. To borrow a line from Bugs and Daffy, "On with the blog! This is it!"
CLOSE: JANUS FILE #0400