tues night blog

The reading last night went really well, I thought.
Thanks to everyone who came out to see it.

An unrelated question for a scene i'm writing. If you
wanted to fuck up a bunch of computers, how would you
do it? Erase the hard drives? mess up the network in
some way? Is there a physical way that is not too
complicated to take out a necessary part of a PC for
example? Like can someone just take out the hard
drive or the motherboard or something? What would you
knowledgeable computer people do to screw up a bunch
of computers if you were so inclined?

(I am not in any way endorsing destruction of any
computer, even a PC. It's just something my character
wants to do in this play.)

of Interest

Reprinted with permission from the Dramatists Guild E-Newsletter From the Desk of Gary Garrison BLOCKED, BETTER KNOWN AS BRICKED I don’t think this is particularly profound or even necessarily true for everyone, but this whole notion of writer’s block is a simple reaction to too many bricks on the head. Let me explain. Imagine every time someone has injured you about your art, it takes on the weight of a brick on your head. When your girlfriend fell asleep during the reading of your play, a brick landed on your head. When your father asked you when you were going to get a real job and stop playing “writer,” two bricks plopped on your head. When your director didn’t acknowledge you to any of his friends at the end of the evening, another brick was added to the pile. When your husband, wife or partner gave you that disapproving look of “Again?!” as you headed out the door to rehearsal, five bricks piled on top. After so many years in the theatre (or maybe just one really bad week/month/year), you’re carrying around a lot of weight up there. Who can write with that kind of weight on their brain? More importantly, why write at all, you might ask yourself? Why spend the time, energy and exertion of passion if you get nothing back but a heavy weight on your head or one in your soul? Why, indeed? Because you have to – it’s who you are. Because we need to hear your stories – that’s who we are as a culture. We desperately need to hear your stories. We need your guidance, wisdom, advice and even folly. We need to laugh and forget a few miserable things. We need you to write. How then to solve the problem? How can you pull yourself to the typewriter or computer when it just feels so friggin’ harmful sometimes? Well, you might think I’m crazy (and believe me, there’s a long line behind you), but I’m a firm believer in righting an old wrong. My friends can vouch for the two a.m. phone calls from me wherein I start the conversation with, “Do you remember when you saw that play of mine in Detroit, and you never said a word about it? Well, that hurt. It still hurts. And I want you to know, as my friend, I expect better of you.” I know, I know. It takes a lot of strength and courage to do things like that. And people aren’t always responsive to you drudging up an old painful memory. But it’s worth a shot, no? It’s worth resolving, all these years later, the rage and anger you’ve felt for your playwriting teacher who was so unkind and insensitive to you as a struggling, vulnerable artist. It’s worth resolving the sadness you feel about your best friend’s lack of sensitivity to who and what you are, isn’t it? It’s worth your art, isn’t it? It is. By the way, it’s occurred to me that maybe one of you has a call to make – to me. And if one of you calls me to tell me some way I’ve injured you, I’ll listen to you carefully, ask your forgiveness and hope that I never make that mistake again. It’s what we can do for each other. So go on. Try it. Start taking the bricks off your head, one by one. Gary ggarrison at dramatistsguild.com

How to

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selling guns to those found to be mentally deranged

thanks to Freeman

http://matthewfreeman.blogspot.com/2007/04/student-arrested-for-writing-essay.html

for this New Yorker article

http://www.newyorker.com/talk/comment/2007/04/30/070430taco_talk_gopnik

"Reducing the number of guns available to crazy people
will neither relieve them of their insanity nor stop
them from killing. Making it more difficult to buy
guns that kill people is, however, a rational way to
reduce the number of people killed by guns. Nations
with tight gun laws have, on the whole, less gun
violence; countries with somewhat restrictive gun laws
have some gun violence; countries with essentially no
gun laws have a lot of gun violence."

and

"Semi-automatic Glocks and Walthers, Cho's weapons,
are for killing people. They are not made for hunting,
and it's not easy to protect yourself with them. (If
having a loaded semi-automatic on hand kept you safe,
cops would not be shot as often as they are.)"

farm bill

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/22/magazine/22wwlnlede.t.html?em&ex=1177819200&en=012aaa4af05f033c&ei=5087%0A

"A public-health researcher from Mars might
legitimately wonder why a nation faced with what its
surgeon general has called "an epidemic" of obesity
would at the same time be in the business of
subsidizing the production of high-fructose corn
syrup. But such is the perversity of the farm bill:
the nation's agricultural policies operate at
cross-purposes with its public-health objectives. "

our lord and saviour

Jesus's blog (from daisey)

http://www.jesuschristscoolblog.blogspot.com/