The Deal
This is the deal: I was going to write a three part series on violence. One focused on grade school, one on high school, and one on college. I got two done, and ended up feeling so bad that I couldn’t write the third. I thought that the third part needed to come out, and I wasn’t going to write until it did. Unfortunately, it’s now two weeks later, and I still can’t bring myself to sit down and write it. It just dredges up a person that I once was, whom I’m not very proud of.

Even though I don’t remotely resemble that guy anymore, I end up feeling really badly.

Maybe the third part needs to come out, and maybe it doesn’t, but I can’t end up giving up writing over it.

The Projector
The link to the projector is dead. Long live the new link. www.diyprojectiontv.tk. If anyone finds a 13-15″ color TV with composite inputs for thrift store cheap or junk pile free, drop me a line by clicking the contact link at the top of the page.

The Players
Went and saw “The New War” at Jimmy Tingle’s off Broadway theater this weekend. Jimmy is a funny guy. Jimmy was absent from this play. If I had to review it, I would simply say 2 things: 1.) My mom did a funnier stand up routine in her kitchen earlier in the day, and 2.) The most amusing part of the show was watching a man across from me fall dead asleep, as he was in the front row.

After the show, I drowned my unhapiness with the perfomance in a pound of pork ribs at Redbones, which made my belly happier than my ears.

I felt really bad dragging everyone to see the show (especially after one of them nearly crapped his pants on the walk home due to a little Rebone’s bean goodness), so I agreed to take one of them to see Blue Man Group on Sunday. Two theater shows in a weekend? Hell, we could all die next week, so why not? I’ve seen it three times now, I think, and it really entertains me every time. This time, I knew two of the guys in the stage band from the old days of working with Roadsaw on an older version of their website (I take no credit for what’s there now). At least I think it was Hari on drums. He played like Hari, sounded like Hari, was about the same size as Hari, but I wasn’t sure. I haven’t seen him in years, so I didn’t say hello. Probably should’ve, but..

The Price
The only problem with BlueMan, is the tickets come thgough Ticketmaster. Ticketmaster magically transforms $50 tickets into $65 tickets with little to no added value. They even tag on a $4 fee per ticket that was non-refundable even if the show was cancelled. Scam. Blue Man is worth the price no question, but I paid ticketmaster $30 to generously leave tickets for me at the theater box office. According to the website, there was no way to simply buy them at the door. Again, I say, “scam ditty scam da scam da ditty scam.”

It well made up for the Crappy Tingle Show. Next on the Agenda is Stomp (again), Defending the Caveman, and uh, well, I’m open to suggestions. Maybe I shall declare this theater month. Or not.

The Protectionist
…is a really bizarre guy who spends a little too much time amusing himself between loading different reels for your movie viewing pleasure. His story was filmed on location over a period of 20 minutes, and is brought to you by the number 7 and the letter Y.

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