Tuesday, January 28, 2014


But Raj, you cannot take an elephant through a carwash.  It just isn't done!  Now how do you propose to get him unstuck?

Sadly, Sarah turned to her constant companion, siri, and asked her to find what she could on suicide.'
Instead siri returned a search for siding, which saved the moment.

"I've been a capt'n on the seas for most of my life," he continued, as the parrot changed shoulders.  "I've seen calm and I've seen the god-awful furies and everything in between."  The seaman then screamed sailor's curses as the parrot tore off his right ear.

"Our company policy is, as a matter of fact, that we must deny your coverage as your qualifying clauses contain a prohibition which, in this case, applies.  There's nothing I can do.  I do hope you can find a way to remove the cement and truck from your pool."

Monday, January 20, 2014


It's beginning to look a lot like spring.  What's on my mind?  Getting some good gigs for the ol' Voicework. (NOT EASY!!  Lowballers and competitors!!!)  I've watched a few of the recent awards shows and even in my microscopic small way, feel a sense of comradeship with the men and women who are actors we all know and sometimes love (in our minds.)  I think of myself as a voice actor.  Why VOICE and not stage or whatever?  Bad memory.  I had such a hard time learning/memorizing the Latin responses I dropped out of Altar Boy School.  Certainly no brain diminishment back then, though I did play with a vial or mercury I had... I'd roll the stuff around my palm and just marvel at how it felt.  Got it from my Dentist.  Nowadays, the house I lived in would be razed and hazmatters would declare the neighborhood unsafe.

I would have done much better in school if I had a better memory.

These days Alice would go into the looking glass and instead of a mad hatter would find hazmatters.

Where IS wonderland these days?  Vegas would have you believe it's there, but I know it isn't.  And "America's Finest City" (San Diego) is subject to vast disparities in wealth. I saw for myself that people were living in camps of cardboard boxes in the valleys behind $600,000 condos... and that was in the 80s!  And traffic.  And coming: debris from Fukushima.  Maybe a little radiation for a few decades.

Has my point of view dulled?  I don't think so, I am just making a conscious effort to be a more open person, not feeling the need to crack wise at every opportunity.  This could be wisdom, maturity, or that subdural hematoma. Or an after-effect of meditation.

It doesn't always work.  Sorry to admit I unloaded on Time Warner locally today since the "truck roll" (in person tech visit) Friday, left me with exactly the same problem I had before the "fix" was applied. ABC and CBS... mostly unwatchable.  Audio and video dropouts.  I can even show on a signal strength meter that those channels are way down compared to the others.

Enough for now.  I frankly felt the Christmas letter below was largely unseen and a flop, so I haven't wanted to try to write.  But I will.  It's part of me.