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It was the best of years, it was the worst of years.
It's time for an end of year wrap-up post, but I still can't talk about it. Sorry. -
Will Clown For Beer
There was another time when I gave some money to a guy who had stationed himself on the median of a busy intersection because he happened to make me laugh. I generally stiff these unfortunate souls, but his sign read, "Family killed by ninjas. Need money for karate lessons ( Read more... ) -
Fat Man Jam log
George was talking about a relentlessly cheerful and positive-thinking guy he knows. Somehow this led to speculation about whether there was a flip side to the typical depressed mindset.
"It's like paranoia," I said, "Except that you go around thinking everybody is conspiring to do nice things for you. 'Everybody's out to get me... something ( Read more... ) -
Fat Man Jam log
The song "Let It Be" was just mentioned in my friend's blog, and it reminded me that I sang this at the weekly jam recently.
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Fat Man Jam log
December jam * - the eleventh, at the end of a longish day
"Feels like a Monday, doesn't it?" Linda said as I groaned myself into position behind the piano. There was no drummer, but for once I didn't leap at the chance, I stayed behind the keyboards. I did pull a mic over for myself right away, but that caused some consternation as it turns out.
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Nina Foch, 1924-2008
7:53pm 12-09-08
I was saddened to read of the passing of one of the great film acting teachers, Nina Foch. As a student at USC film school, I got to take a special acting class of hers, designed to teach prospective directors and filmmakers just enough about acting to make them respect actors and their craft ( Read more... ) -
Gathering Magic
I had just taken a drink of ice water from a green glass bottle when the curiosities began.
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