4.29.2009
Jennie Posted this on Facebook
4.22.2009
An Interesting Little Article to Distract You From Work
4.15.2009
Late dispatch from Siler City
4.12.2009
Slain Pittsburgh officer Mayhle laid to rest in hometown Indiana Pa.
A city police officer stands over the casket of his colleague, Stephen J. Mayhle, after his funeral yesterday in Indiana, Pa. 4.08.2009
The Other White Meat
How much cocaine do you think these two consumed right before this in order to make it through this medley? I don't know much about cocaine, but I know a little about pop stars - so my guess would be "lots and lots."A Perfect Storm of Schmaltz
4.07.2009
No Dutch Soul, but howsabout some Mormon Funk?
4.06.2009
Do. A Deer.
4.02.2009
dolphin bubbles
Son of Benny Lava
Captioned version of Cocker's Woodstock performance and very funny. What the hell is he really saying? I know this song and it ain't the words of the song.
Grass-mud horse
NSFW. I thought everyone had seen this but I guess if you don't have Chinese students, it might have gone under your radar. This little bit of Disney-esque tune-age appears to be about River Crabs attacking the land of the lovely little grass-mud horse. But it's actually an anti-censorship video of diabolical cleverness. In order to fly under the oppressive Chinese censors, the video uses on the sound of words (not the spelling) to be naughty - thus the term Grass-Mud Horse sounds very much like a very naughty expletive though spelled out it is very benign ( and thus gets past the censor's scanning of the Chinese web). In fact the entire piece is a cheery but nasty ode to stds living in your mother's ..., well, you can watch the video with the translations.
Viva la resistance!
4.01.2009
Purdie Shuffle
Benny Lava
From a Dr. Day orphan blog
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
All of us have been inspired by Mr. Tabish, but I, along with a few others have quite literally had the course of our lives changed by him. Even before graduation I was already participating in something that would later become my profession, classical ballet. When I told my friends that I was going to be a professional ballet dancer, I imagine they had the same quizzical look on their face as Dr. Weiner had when Tim told him that instead of following in his footsteps to medical school, he had decided to make movies. You see, Mr. Tabish had inspired all of us, each in our own way.
The thing about the stage and theatre, at any level, is that once it grabs you its almost impossible to let it go. It gets in your blood and quite literally changes you forever. Mr. Tabish
didn't teach us Science or Math, he taught us about something much more important; he taught us about life. To this day, when people ask me about who my real and true friends are, I tell them about my fellow actors in high school, I tell them about Sendracs. I mention names like Tim and Eric, and Kim, Jennie and Nell, I mention Kurt and Jeff and Ian. And when people ask me about my teachers in high school, I really can only remember one name, David Tabish.
Art has always been in my blood, I was raised in it, I didn't have a choice, nor would I have wanted one. My mother a concert pianist, my father a violinist and professor, my uncle a world famous violinist, I was destined to have some sort of artistic calling. But how was I to know that having the lead in a ninth grade musical called "Swingin High", which Mr. T. did not direct and I'm sure he's glad of that; was going to change my life forever. How was I to know that from that point forward, I would never quite be the same. And for all of us; how DO we describe the feeling of being on stage to someone who has never had the pleasure, its not just applause, its not just lights and comradarie, and lines and costumes, its something we can't quite put into words; and thats exactly what makes it so special and so rewarding!
All of us have been inspired by Mr. Tabish, but I, along with a few others have quite literally had the course of our lives changed by him. Even before graduation I was already participating in something that would later become my profession, classical ballet. When I told my friends that I was going to be a professional ballet dancer, I imagine they had the same quizzical look on their face as Dr. Weiner had when Tim told him that instead of following in his footsteps to medical school, he had decided to make movies. You see, Mr. Tabish had inspired all of us, each in our own way.
The thing about the stage and theatre, at any level, is that once it grabs you its almost impossible to let it go. It gets in your blood and quite literally changes you forever. Mr. Tabish
didn't teach us Science or Math, he taught us about something much more important; he taught us about life. To this day, when people ask me about who my real and true friends are, I tell them about my fellow actors in high school, I tell them about Sendracs. I mention names like Tim and Eric, and Kim, Jennie and Nell, I mention Kurt and Jeff and Ian. And when people ask me about my teachers in high school, I really can only remember one name, David Tabish.
Art has always been in my blood, I was raised in it, I didn't have a choice, nor would I have wanted one. My mother a concert pianist, my father a violinist and professor, my uncle a world famous violinist, I was destined to have some sort of artistic calling. But how was I to know that having the lead in a ninth grade musical called "Swingin High", which Mr. T. did not direct and I'm sure he's glad of that; was going to change my life forever. How was I to know that from that point forward, I would never quite be the same. And for all of us; how DO we describe the feeling of being on stage to someone who has never had the pleasure, its not just applause, its not just lights and comradarie, and lines and costumes, its something we can't quite put into words; and thats exactly what makes it so special and so rewarding!
