Love - Art - Disease - Pain - Life-Humanness - "Otherness"
In our desensitised society,
the artists,
the bohemians, poor, discarded,
"others", recovering addicts -
all are more in touch
with their human-ness
than the so called
mainstream.
Despite everything -
HUMANNESS, LOVE, LIFE, ART survives.
-Jonathan Larson
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Friday, November 22, 2002
I've more in common with Hedwig, it seems. Brilliant character study to my way of thinking. My surgery went great...stitches come out in about a week. Tonight is the gala...and I'm anxious to see if we won an award. Tomorrow is BabyLand. I need a dose of the unreal right now...and that's a good place to do it.
Frank-n-Johnny LIVES!
3:35 PM
WICKED LITTLE TOWN (reprise)
Forgive me,
For I did not know.
'Cause I was just a boy
And you were so much more
Than any god could ever plan,
More than a woman or a man.
And now I understand how much I took from you:
That, when everything starts breaking down,
You take the pieces off the ground
And show this wicked town
something beautiful and new.
You think that Luck
Has left you there.
But maybe there's nothing
up in the sky but air.
And there's no mystical design,
No cosmic lover preassigned.
There's nothing you can find
that can not be found.
'Cause with all the changes
you've been through
It seems the stranger's always you.
Alone again in some new
Wicked little town.
So when you've got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town.
Oh it's a wicked, little town.
Goodbye, wicked little town.
-Hedwig & The Angry Inch
3:31 PM
Wednesday, November 20, 2002
"6 inches forward and 5 inches back...I've got an angry inch..."-Hedwig
Yesterday I went to the doctor and found out that I have to have a cyst on my neck removed. Joy. The surgery is today at 2. I'm not really nervous, but I am anxious for it to be over with. The incision will be no more than an inch long, and I'll have stitches for a week. The doctor said that I can't return to work today after the surgery, but I should be ok by tomorrow. Yay. I would rather have someone look at my neck and say, "What did you have done?" instead of just looking at it and staring at the growth that would be my second head.
The tree is up at the museum and looks fabulous. Drew, Amanda and I are going to the black tie gala Friday night...I'm looking forward to it. Saturday morning we're heading to Appalachian Christmas at BabyLand General in Cleveland. Drew's never been to BabyLand before...it's a scary place for those who aren't acclamated and prepped. All he needs is a shot of imagicillan and an open mind...
11:07 AM
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