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October 2011
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Since I’ve been using PCs roughly 20 years (anybody remember DOS 5 or configuring an IP connection under WFW?), a bit of complacency has set in as far as keeping current.  Over the past year I’ve surrounded myself with some new tech, but along the way got sidelined as far as using and understanding it.  (In a way it’s like my companion who thinks buying materials for home projects and bringing it home automatically finishes the job.  The house is littered with shelving, racks and other well-intentioned improvements that never got out of the box.  But I digress.)
 
Windows 7—I bought a new PC with Win 7 because I was switching to it at work, and people just expect me to know and explain these things.  After many aborted attempts to migrate my most used software from the XP box, I became stymied that many apps simply would not work.  It was either that or the old “reg patches” that were popular back in the days were now forbidden under the new OS.  In fact, it appears McAffee did a righteous job of removing anything called “patch.exe” from my archives.  That was a little troubling for me since it was not a virus or malware as such, just um… a shortcut in case you lost your key.  Yeah, that’s it!
 
As a result, the XP box is still operational with fully functioning software.  I use the Win 7 machine for light tasks such as browsing or Twitter, but when I have to goto Sound Forge or Photoshop it’s over to the other PC.  Bah.  And I detest the new file manager and the “libraries” way of doing things.
 
(To this day I find it absolutely impossible to configure Windows Media Server to work with the networked LG Blu-Ray player.)
 
Droid X—this was my first smartphone but in many cases it was smarter than the user.  No wonder I stayed with the basic flip phones for so long!  About a year into my contract I’m finally poking around, pushing buttons and saying “Oh so that’s what this does!”.  Granted it’s a pretty amazing device if you’re savvy to the Android way of doing things.  At first glace it all seemed pretty opaque to me.  DLNA server?  Hmmmmm… my brain hurts.
 
If you want to go off the connection deep end, how about the new way of turning your house wiring into your Internet connection?  I’d heard of this a couple years ago, but had no idea it was already in deployment.  My new router supports it.  Futuristic if you ask me!
 
iPad—“I love it but…” other than touching the apps and seeing what they do, I’ve bearly gotten past using it for amusement.  “How do I print from this thing?”  (That turned into quite a long answer.)  “Why am I getting “not charging” when I plug it into the USB port?”  “Where are my bookmarks?”  Clearly my relative inexperience with Mr. Jobs’ devices is showing.  At least I am getting more accustomed to the auto-correct spelling feature, since touch typing on a piece of glass still feels foreign to me.  (If they’d only be able to put the bumps on F and J for the anchor keys…)  I find the Android way of suggesting words much faster.
 
At least I’ve gotten a general understanding of Bluetooth and pairing.  It seems so easy it feels like I’m forgetting something.  Haven’t done the “send by Bluetooth” quite yet, but that looks essentially like an FTP operation.  All these devices talking to each other!  They have better memories than I do.

Current Mood: sillysilly

Let me see, how does this thing work again?
 
Herewith a few ruminations on the time I spent in theater, and roles I never got to play.
 
My early exposure was to the classics, which was a good place to start.  During that time my most dreaded show was “Bye Bye Birdie” because of the dancing.  For many of the dances we were simply told by the choreographer “Just make up something modern”.  I had no idea what that meant (and was frequently reminded of that fact by the director).  I had no training and my body simply could not pull off a decent line.  (Rather hard to imagine we had no mirrored rehearsal room, that may have helped.)
 
The second least favorite show was “The King and I” because we had to appear shirtless with dark body paint.  Because of the cost of the makeup, we were only allowed to wash it off at the end of the run each week (2 or 3 weeks, I don’t recall exactly).  It was a great cast and the performances went well, but how I remember having to keep my sleeves down in public lest my ghastly second skin would start to show.  Thankfully, we were permitted to wash our hands and face.
 
Along the way, our director popped in a show that we’d never heard of—“Wonderful Town”.  Of course since the revival it’s rather well known now.  If we’d have only known what we were working with!  In the beginning we didn’t even know it was a Bernstein score, though the orchestra was painfully aware.  My part was the tour guide who has the opening song “Christopher Street”.  The very first voice you heard was mine (and at least it was an easy range to sing).  An incidental story concerns the only time I totally blanked out onstage.  It was an off night for the cast, we were sort of just walking through it.  As I was doing the song my mind started wandering and lo and behold I went for the next verse and nothing came out!  I felt so horrible and made an unconvincing attempt to cover it up.  (Nothing like introducing the characters and skipping one.  Mr. Appopolous was not amused!)  Yes, a note from the director after that misstep.
 
For the most part my memorization skills fared better when it came to the role of Sheridan Whiteside in “The Man Who Came to Dinner”.  Now that was a lengthy book, and my character was onstage for most of the three acts.  Granted it was a scenery-chewing bit and certainly at the time nobody anticipated my brief career in broadcasting.  The arrogance and ego just flowed through me.  I don’t think I fully unleashed Whiteside until we were in front of a live audience.  Credit needs to be given to the actress who played Lorraine, for during the scene with the mummy case I accidentally skipped over pages of dialogue.  I could see from the faces in the wings that something was wrong, then it struck me if we didn’t retrace our steps an important part of the plot would be lost (concerning the necklace).  Just as she was about to exit I double backed to the missing pages, and she just followed right along as if nothing had happened.  The audience got the complete story, while the prompters were left to flip pages trying to figure out where we were.  It was great fun and an opportunity to polish up some comedic timing.  I regretted it was a short run.
 
The favorite character I almost got to play was Cornelius Hackl in “Hello Dolly” (my challenged dancing skills aside).  I’d been with the troupe for several years and this was immediately following my role as Sheridan Whiteside, but alas I was only assigned as understudy.  I really had other things to do with my time and didn’t feel like putting in the weeks of rehearsal for another chorus part.  I left the cast and as it would turn out, would have never played the part anyway.  Yes, my diva side was showing.
 
In truth there was another “almost” part when I was considered to replace the actor in the role of Patrick in “Mame”.  While he came from a well-connected family, there were concerns about his off-key singing.  Since I regarded him as a friend I deliberately blew the audition since I was afraid of the friction afterwards.  I don’t know if he was ever aware I was approached to replace him, but on he went as the audience winced at his sour notes.  An amusing aside is that he later ran for public office, and if he had won I’d have ended up working for him in a roundabout way.  Perhaps it’s best I passed on the offer.
 
Parts I never had a chance to play would probably revolve around three plum roles.  After seeing the original touring Broadway cast of “Cabaret” I desperately craved the role of emcee.  I think any actor would leap at the chance to interpret such a showcase.
 
Claude in “Hair” would be another character whose chance I never had, though for my exhibitionist self there’s irony that it’s one of the few parts that doesn’t require nudity!  (I would never have the personality for Berger.)
 
Most recently, it was easy to fall in love with Man in Chair from “The Drowsy Chaperone”.  Just listening to the cast recording that note of “I represent ALL of you!” came through in droves.  I’ve seen two different casts.  The first touring cast had Jonathan Crombie in the part since he was Bob Martin’s hand picked replacement.  (We did however get to see Georgia Engel as Mrs. Tottendale after she left the Broadway cast.)  Mr. Crombie didn’t sell the part as well as I’d hoped; he didn’t have that personable connection with the audience that is so important.  The second tour that came to town had a much better Man in Chair, more like Bob Martin’s interpretation.  Alas I do not recall the actor’s name since he was relatively unknown.
 
“The Drowsy Chaperone” was listed in the upcoming season of our local community theater and yes there was the temptation to dust myself off and audition.  Unfortunately the show was yanked from the schedule, one could presume “budget” and “set” were probably keywords in the decision (unless they just rescinded the rights).  I would say to myself how could I ever pull off eating that snack onstage in place of intermission—and make it funny?  I’d love to try.

Current Mood: energeticenergetic

A note in honor of rockey1 .  I regret I did not have a chance to know or meet him personally, but his gusto and joy of life certainly will be missed in our community.

Do NOT click on this video to watch! Aieeee! Aieeeee! (running away from monitor)

Hat tip of course to Andrew Sullivan (smooch smooch).

Time from Andrew Curtis on Vimeo.

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I'm not sure what to make of this, but in celebration of the weekend:

Current Mood: sillysilly
Current Music: Crosby & Nash "Wind on the Water"

From my dear friend wonderboynj 

OK, here are the rules. Test your memory and your love of live music by listing 50 artists or bands (or as many as you can remember) you've seen in concert. List the first 50 acts that come into your head. An act you saw at a festival and opening acts count, but only if you can't think of 50 other artists. Oh, and list the first concert you ever saw (you can remember that, can’t you)?

The Young Rascals
Santana
David Bowie (Ziggy Stardust & Diamond Dogs tours)
The Rolling Stones (Exile on Main St. & Only Rock & Roll tours)
Genesis
Peter Gabriel
CSNY
Crosby & Nash
Yes (three times)
Todd Rundgren (three times)
Hall & Oates
Humble Pie
J. Geils Band
Electric Light Orchestra
Badfinger
10cc
Lee Michaels
Jo Jo Gunne
Black Oak Arkansas
Eric Clapton
The Band
Faces
The Eagles
The Beach Boys (the original ones, but not with Brian)
Patti Smith
Jethro Tull
Stone Temple Pilots
The Fixx
Traffic
Dave Mason
Robin Trower
Paul McCartney (twice)
Bette Midler
The Cars


A warm birthday greeting to dear friend theoctothorpe !

Current Mood: giddygiddy

Happy birthday to the handsome and talented christophervez !

Happy birthday to the lovely and talented wonderboynj !  Hope you have a grrrrreat one!

Current Mood: awake
Current Music: Billy Joel "Just The Way You Are"

I am a fan of Too Much Coffee Man

TMCM (by RamBear)

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