Brain Farts’ blogger Lynn’s reminiscences about high school drama got me thinking about my own experiences in that department. While most of my (now-obviously-sketchy) performances at variety nights with bands and in plays and such were of my own choice, mostly — including the jazz-fusion version of Metallica’s Enter Sandman, and a narrating job for Les Miserables — there was one performance I was forced into which I abhorred as much as she did hers.
Month: January 2006
Get a Gander At Me
I don’t know if I ever posted the last self-portrait I made using the Southpark character creator tool (which can be found here), but anyway, this pic looks like a good approximation of me during my recent tour of duty at my Uni’s biannual Elementary English Camp. And yes, do I squint like that… because of my lazy eye’s sensitivity to light.
Mickey Mouse Suicidal
Shrinkette linked to this page with old comic strips where Mickey, distraught over his belief that he’s lost Minnie for good, starts thinking he might be better off dead. Just weird.
Rome not quite right, he says
In this fascinating Times Online piece, one historian says that HBO’s Rome, while good entertainment, has vastly simplified the sexuality of ancient Rome. It’s a fascinating read, especially where he claims that, in fact, HBO’s The Sopranos is much closer to ancient Rome.
Wasn’t it Erasmus…?
Wasn’t it Erasmus who said that whenever he got a little money, first he bought books, and then, were there a little left over, food and clothes? Yes, it seems it was, well, sort of. It’s a mangled quote always attributed to him, at least, and we like it that way, don’t we? Well, I used to be like that. No longer am I quite so spendthirft with books, nor even so much of a hoarder as I used to be, but after several hours of packing — mainly books — I am convinced that the most considerable part of …