mushin no shin

The Opera last night was packed, so the fundamentals of the economy must be strong!

weirdness
everything is just — unsettling. I’ve got a nice buzz on — partly vodka, partly oxycodone.
But I should be nearly unconscious, which as you can see, I’m not.
It’s been a weird and shitty week, as you are aware.
tomorrow, things should start to get back to normal. I suppose I’ll go back to karate, though [...]

As you know, I’ve been following a trail of breadcrumbs back through the pantheon of late twentieth century songs which aspired, in fact demanded under no uncertain terms, that the artist|performer, the audience, or both, are currently or soon-to-be engaged in either the act of rocking, or the process of getting rocked, most frequently by [...]

You might remember that a few weeks ago we discovered that Phil Valentine needs gay marriage to be illegal, because government permission is the only thing keeping him from giving in to his cravings for a lifetime of hot bovid lovin’. Well Phil, if you get a chance, tonight’s your last chance to see the [...]

People’s Branch is doing Death and the Maiden. It’s really very powerful, go see it if you can.
Of course part of the message is “torture == bad” — so Republicans may want to skip it.
On a side note, the play is loosely based on the happenings in Chile under the Pinochet regime — a regime [...]

Anyone want to go see Dirty Rotten Scoundrels tomorrow (Sunday) night?
I’ve got a two-for-one email coupon for tomorrow night’s 6:30 performance, if anyone wants to go halves on it.

Next time I go see a production that kicks as much ass as Hedwig and the Angry Inch, I’ll try not to wait until the final performance, which renders unhelpful to you my reporting of its awesomeness. Aww, well hell it’s not like you ever take my advice anyway.
Still, since I recently went through and [...]

Saturday night I find myself at TPAC, enjoying the intelligent highbrow comic stylings of Paula Poundstone in a performance benefiting the Nashville Public Library.
Sunday night I find myself at the Exit/In listening to the trashy fetish-charged disco industrial of My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult.
Yup, I’m a study in contradictions.
Well, Miss Poundstone was fantastic, [...]

So the lovely miss Lesley took this little quiz, and of course I couldn’t resist:

You’re Les Miserables!
by Victor Hugo
One of the best known people in your community, you have become something of a phenomenon. People have sung about you, danced in your honor, created all manner of art in your name. And yet your [...]

Put on your life jacket, we’re going on a canoe trip through the stream of consciousness tonight.
It seems I’ve made a lot of Irish friends of late, which I only mention because it’s led me to think that I like how so many of them have kept such a connection to their ancestry — otherwise [...]