"H20, Hip Hop and Oxygen" – HBMS
My dad made a poem about my turtle (he ate a moth yesterday):
Alice has a tortle
he really makes me chortle,
she an him are windy
use him for a bindi
even though their stink aint bad
when they close the door you’re glad
but stinky turts and girls are good
when they be doin what they should
taken care of them who stumble
eatin moths and stayin humble.
Dadaroonie
Would you take candy from a stranger? Seems like a trick question right, but today in midtown manhattan little strips of individually wrapped pieces of gum from three nice ladies standing on the corner giving out “free samples”. I walked by, and they shoved the candy in my face, and being a candy eater and lvoer of presents i took what they gave me without even looking at thier bags closely (all i know is that they were green). The bags could have said, Candy for stupid suckers for all I know. I almost put a pice in my mouth, but decided to put them in my pocket to look at later. Many people were just walking up and shoving the gum in thier mouths, as I probably would have done if I was more distracted.
One of the benefits of working in midtown: free stuff like frizbees, detergent, and of course gum
One of the drawbacks of working in midtown: well, you get the idea.
This link will take you to the Joseph Campbell Foundation. I have read Hero With a Thousand Faces, Joseph Campbell and the Power of Myth with Bill Moyers, and a book of lectures that he has given. After seeing the Power of Myth on television I was struck dumb by what I was hearing. The ideas struck such a chord that I could not divert my focus from what I was experiencing. I feel a sense of loss that I will not be able to attend a lecture or see him in person, but I plan to learn as much as I can from his works.
Prof. Stuart Wheeler, Department of Classical Studies, University of Richmond:
“It is interesting how George Lucas claimed that he actually went back in the second draft of Star Wars to make it more like the archtypical myth laid out in Campbell’s Hero With a Thousand Faces. Using Campbell’s outline as a guide, return to Star Wars and outline the direct parallels between the archetype and the film.”
This is a view from my apartment window. Now with the new couch it is nice to sit and see the sunset, although lately the sun sets earlier and earlier. Thanks to the woman who told me my skirt was all tucked up this morning. If she hadn’t I would have been walking around wearing an embarrassingly ripped skirt all day. I am going to try to keep some lists and interests available on this site so that if someone happens along and shares some, maybe we could start up a conversation. Right now I have been reading a lot of Joseph Campbell’s work, so I will try to write some about him.
Yesterday as I was walking to get a cab, I saw a woman trip and fall onto the sidewalk. She hit her face and her glasses came off. Now being the clumsy person I am (having totally wrecked up both my knees with falls such as this) I had to help. She seemed to be about 60 or 70, and was with her sister. So I brought her back to my office and let them use the ladies room. I had noticed people stop when she fell, but hardly anyone was willing to help, one man stopped to help her up, but some people actually walked past “tsking”. It was a very odd situation, and it reminded me about the first time I tripped hardcore when I was living in Brooklyn.
I was walking with my laptop bag and I tripped on the sidewalk (nothing new) but because of the weight of the laptop bag, I was thrown off balance and really hit the dirt. I ripped my pants totally open, my hands and knees were absolutely wrecked. And then I look up, there is a guy about 30 on a payphone just staring at me and SMILING! And I mean I hit the dirt! He didn’t do anything just stood and was kindof laughing at me, probably telling his buddy on the phone about how funny it was. I’m not sure NYC looks so alluring anymore. The garbage, the people… I think I am just loosing my patience. New York is a great place, but I still feel like nothing’s changed, and that people have pacified themselves by putting up flags and talking on the train about how they are making plaques out of I beams for commemorative purposes… I won’t even go there, I’m just fed up. But I do love NY