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.
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