Friday, September 18, 2015

Well, Well, Well...

Last weekend, I met someone who is an icon to me--the actor and comedian Leslie Jordan!
Like many people who know of him, my introduction to Leslie was his guest-starring role (11 episodes) on the show Will & Grace, which was ground-breaking in its time, and really underneath its layers just an old-fashioned romantic comedy.  His bits on the show usually started with the title of this post.  "Well, well, well...Karen Walker.  I thought I smelled gin and regret" is one of his most memorable deliveries.  The role earned him an Emmy award.  He's been around show business for decades, and his filmography scrolls down and down.
I really got to know more about Mr. Jordan through a gift that was given to me, a dvd of his one-man show, My Trip Down the Pink Carpet.  He's a hilarious and masterful storyteller, and in that show, he tells of his growing-up years in Tennessee, his trek to Hollywood, and coming to terms with sexuality and sobriety.  It sounds pretty heavy, but he delivers it with charm, humor, and well-spun profanity.  It's worth a watch if you can find it somewhere.
At the moment, he's touring another one-man stint, Show Pony, the one my best friend Chris took me to as a month-late birthday get together (his is August 17th, mine the 18th).  It happened at Play, a gay club in Louisville, and was two hours of hilarity.  I probably haven't laughed that hard and long since Chris and I went to see Kathy Griffin a few years ago.
Funny stuff!  Here is the documentation...



Sunday, August 30, 2015

Quotes of the Week Accidental Themes: London and Religion

I collected a couple of quotes from the book that I'm reading (which I do these days by taking a picture of them--is that dumb, or what?  But it makes me remember to put them here...).  The Dawkins one was written on a card that I'd stuck in a folder of "stuff to blog."  Most of the "stuff" got placed in the recycling bin instead, because I didn't really care anymore about what was written there.  Dawkins is always good for a zinger, and he's a non-theist Brit known for sparring with religion, and the two quotations from Kraken are about London and religion...specifically squid-worshipping ones, you

...maybe that would take too long to explain.  Without further ado, here are the Quotes of the Week.  Let's get kraken.  (Booooooooooo!).

The streets of London are stone synapses hardwired for worship.  Walk the right or wrong way down Tooting Bec you're invoking something or other.  You may not be interested in the gods of London, but they're interested in you.

A plague of ennui afflicted London's manic prophets.

                           --both from Kraken, by China MiĆ©ville

Just as I wouldn't expect a gynecologist to have a debate with somebody who believed in the stork theory of reproduction, I won't do debates with young Earth creationists.

                           --(Oh, snippity snap!)  Richard Dawkins

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Poor Biorn!

Falling down the rabbit hole of the internet tonight, I came across this brilliant little tale about afterlife destination(s).  Besides the good story, humor, and Norse mythology (which I love), the animation is just beautiful.  I ended up subscribing to the YouTube channel where this was posted, which highlights work done by students at the Animation Workshop in Denmark. 

At a seven minute investment, I recommend it wholeheartedly.  Enjoy!

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Summertime: Outdoor Theater, Artsy Bears, and Poultry...I Dunno

Shakespeare in the Park with my pal.  Twelfth Night.  We brought a picnic and drank honey wine, and it was lovely.


More of these guys in West Lafayette.  This one is my favorite...


My balcony garden--ONE tomato plant.  I've meant to grow lots of veg and herbs every year since I've lived in this place (seven).  I'm going to do more next summer.  Really!

A coffee shop I frequent.  I'm not a huge coffee drinker--it has to be of the froo-froo variety; meaning, about 4 or 5 parts chocolate milk or whatever to 1 part coffee.  The point of going here is really the nice furniture and whatever book I'm reading at the time.  Oh!  Also, this place sells Maine Root Beer!  I had it for the first time in 2012 with my friend Heidi who lives in Maine.  I couldn't believe it when I saw it here in my small Indiana town!  The owner shopped the internet looking for a good organic, fair trade root beer, and this one fit the bill.  She feels so strongly about having it in her shop that she sells it barely over cost.  Every time I see the bottles lined up on the counter, I think of my friend and our visit.

Rainbow at Purdue University.

This one seemed a little plain compared to the others, but it does sit on a corner in front of the public library and across from a Panda Express.  So...fair enough, I guess. 

I do like that they painted over old telephone books and such, so being out in the elements makes them all weathered and cool.

Solicited or unsolicited, I know not, but here's some smarty-pants graffiti in the back of the library.

This one was done by an artist with whom I'm familiar and whose work I love very much, Zach Medler.  I should do a whole post on his stuff.


Such a sad film.  She was a beauty.  She said, "No, no, no" and now she's gone.

Well, it's a shame to go from something so serious to this nutty thing, but this is the order that the pictures loaded, so here we are.  I've spotted this guy around Indy and always wanted to take a picture.  Usually, I'd see it while speeding down the interstate or in another precarious position, so didn't want to risk mine and others' lives just for a dumb photo.  I was driving by an antique store a month or so ago, and there it was parked!  I don't know if it lives there, or what.  I still don't really know what the hell it's for!  There's a website printed on the back window, but you know...some things are best left mysteries.

Yes, in fact, that does read, "Poultry in Motion."  Thanks for asking.

I loved this movie, Mr. Holmes, so much.  I'll not likely ever get my photo taken with Sir Ian, so here I am with a cardboard display of his "graven image."  It made perfect sense at the time.


Monday, July 13, 2015

Carsick Bonus

One of the serendipitous moments that John Waters wrote about in Carsick was when he was picked up by a really good indie band, Here We Go Magic, and given a great and decently long ride from somewhere in Ohio to Indianapolis, Indiana.  He was glad to be among show business people for those hours, wherein he didn't have to explain himself due to the similarity of their life experiences as artists on the road.  They had tentatively spotted him as John Waters from their tour van, and when they circled back around and asked him where he was coming from, "Baltimore" was all they needed to hear.

In the spirit of my previous post, here's a little something extra. 

Sunday, July 12, 2015

Carsick, Tsukuru, and Down, Down the Rabbit Hole

I wonder if you all find yourself doing this, too. 

So, I'm reading a book, and something is mentioned--for example, a song title.  Especially if it's pretty significant to what's going on, or is mentioned a second time, I'll immediately find the song, buy it, and download it.  I'll continue reading while listening.

This happened in January, when I was reading Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage.  The author, Haruki Murakami, kept weaving a song in and out of the narrative, and the title character even had a favorite version by a particular pianist.  The piece is Le Mal du Pays by Franz Liszt, and the pianist is Lazar Berman.  It's a lonely turns tender, dark, unforgiving.  Maybe angry.  Ethereal in places. 

I figured there would be multiple uploads on YouTube, and I wasn't disappointed.  This person even shared it because of the Murakami book, and lo, and behold--the comment section is filled with kindred spirits who came looking for the song to deepen their engagement with it.

I had a similar experience recently while reading Carsick, a book by a man with whom I'm quite obsessed right now, and who I think will always be a great inspiration to me--John Waters.

The premise of Carsick is that Waters, a life-long hitchhiker, stepped out of his Baltimore home, hitched a ride, and didn't stop hitchhiking until he reached his apartment in San Francisco.  There are fictional parts, as well as his real adventures, and he even included a playlist in the book to go along with his journey.  I didn't seek out those songs, some of which I knew, but I did do a little bit of extracurricular engagement when he reached his destination.  I came to this passage toward the end of the book:

I feel incredibly safe as the breath-taking panorama of the San Francisco skyline that no one could ever get sick of comes into view.  I immediately visualize that great YouTube clip of Judy Garland singing San Francisco on her 1963 TV show, and once you've seen it, you'll understand how crazily focused, insanely optimistic, and spiritually privileged I feel at this exact moment in my life.
Of course, I immediately went to YouTube and found what he was talking about, and was so glad I did.  I felt his joy at returning home after days on the road, relying on strangers, getting rained on and ignored at times, much more than if I'd just read his sentiment. 

John Waters is a surprisingly old-fashioned guy in some ways, and his mind is an encyclopedia of culture and pop culture.  I can't help but think that his original writing might have just said that he thought of the moment in the old Judy Garland show when she sang this song.  It may have been the suggestion of his editor, or even his assistant who types out his handwritten (yes...handwritten) manuscripts, that he mention the YouTube video.  Either way, I feel like this was a definite suggestion drop within the narrative--if you want to experience this more, put the book aside and take to the internet.  Even before I ever got to the Garland song, while I was reading Carsick, I consumed a lot of interviews of Waters during my work days, especially those archived on NPR, some of which were about this particular book. 

I wonder what you all think of this, and whether you do it, too.  Is it a good thing that we can engage like this with books, and not only find media immediately at our fingertips to enhance the experience, but maybe even find, if only briefly, a sense of community with others who have done the same?  Or is this all too distracting, and are we fostering an inability to focus on one thing...turning reading into another multi-task?

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Letters from People to Their Younger Selves...

...are all over the interwebbies, and are pretty cool.  I find some of them highly detailed to the point of going on ad nauseam, or on the other end of the spectrum, just kind of general and generic.  However, some are really nice, and it's a good idea no matter how they turn out.  Mine's short.

If you feel different from many of your peers, it's because you are.  Those differences will become assets rather than hindrances approximately two minutes after high school graduation.

There!  I think that's all.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Stuff and Things

I've been absent!  Not much is going on.  As a catch up, here are a few things and some stuff.
I painted my kitchen which also wraps around to this wall...
drumroll...gray.  "Stormy Day" to be specific.

The gent on the right is my bff for a million years (20).  He's Chris.
 The gent on the left is Chris's new friend, therefore a new acquaintance
of mine, who I hope will be a great friend in due course.  He is also Chris. 
He is an amazing chef--he made us all his own special recipe on this night,
 and it was better than sex.  I had so much fun with these guys. 

This is in an antique store in Louisville.  I sent this picture
to "Bookshelf Porn."

Piper Kerman has made me obsessed with prisons and how loads of
people don't belong there, so I send a box of books every month to
Books to Prisoners.  This one was just started here.  It got topped off
and sent with a donation for shipping costs.  They fit the "in demand"
list, and I hope they help in their small way.

Again with the books...there was a hashtag on Twitter--something like
#booksarentdangerous, and the deal was that you were supposed to
tweet that and a picture of yourself holding up a favorite book,
and somebody somewhere got a free book.  I dunno.  It was a
good thing, but I don't remember details.  This one ended up in
the prison box, but I have other copies.  It's my favorite, favorite

I went to a play at the local college.  I was amused by the "Lichfield" sign
(OITNB fans know what's up).  The girl with the pretty red hair sat back in
her seat when the play started, so her big head wasn't as distracting as
it is in this photo.

Come on.  How cute are these trophy tops repurposed into wine bottle stoppers?

Love this lady in season 3 of OITNB, and am
thrilled that she can now legally marry me in all
50 states.  (LOL).
West Lafayette, for a reason unknown to me, has these bears everywhere (Like Louisville does with horses), and they are painted in creative ways.  This one is by a movie theater that I frequent.  I love it!  You can see the two movies they mashed together.  Pardon the poor camera work.  It was really bright, so I couldn't see the screen of my phone well, and a bee got into the super cool age inappropriate rips in the knees of my jeans while I was filming, and stung the crap out of me.
Those are all of the stuff and things for now.
EDIT:  It looks like the video will play for me on Explorer, but not on Chrome.  Apologies!  If you can't see it, it's neat.  Picture in your mind a bear painted with The Wizard of Oz and Guardians of the Galaxy mixed up into one glorious...bear carcass?