I had planned to write a Mars play before the prompt the other day, and this is not exactly what I planned to write, so there very well may be more Mars play’s later in this series. This one is less about Mars and more about what it might mean to witness, or not witness such an event. For one man.
So this is 1000. I had no idea what I was going to post here, until I09 posted a YouTube video of Mankind’s 12″ Disco remix of the Doctor Who theme. Thus, an idea was born. Enjoy. And thanks for coming by.
Mankind, “Doctor Who Theme Remix”
The Timelords, “Doctorin’ the TARDIS”
And here is “my” Doctor’s theme
along with a wonderful scene that shows Tom Baker’s Doctor at his most madcap but controlled:
Two scripts to post today since I fell behind this weekend and didn’t write. The first is a second Puff and Blink play. For those curious, I can see these as puppet plays or with actors in costumes/masks. Or a mix. I don’t know what I think of these, but I can guarantee that there will be more in the series as I go along this month.
Seven years seems so small when listed like that. Yet, the me I was in the August of 2005 seems like a lifetime ago in some ways. And, as I was writing this, I ust realized that I really am an entirely different person than I was back then, literally and on the cellular level:
Every one of us completely regenerates our own skin every 7 days. A cut heals itself and disappears in a week or two. Every single cell in our skeleton is replaced every 7 years. (Stanford)
And this isn’t just an arbitrary seven years as I have just recently passed the 42 mark of my life which is a multiple of seven, as was 35. Seems like we should develop some sort of ritual for our seven years “regeneration”.
Sometimes it is a very thin line between profound and immature. The whole, “let’s alienate the audience just to alienate the audience” bit is kind of boring. Still, it has its purpose and this play—while short, slight, and very inconsequential—is hopefully an interesting schematic for challenging the actors and audience. I’m really curious to hear what people might think about this one. Would you enjoy it? Or, if not enjoy it, do you think it would hold your interest or would you get turned off completely?
This weekend I experimented with unplugging from the internet almost entirely. I literally unplugged my cable modem and kept my phone off except for a handful of times to check for voice messages in case anyone called (it was those moments when I happened to check email as well that make the disconnect only “almost entirely”). I pulled the plug Saturday late morning and didn’t plug back in until this morning (Monday). One of the lessons learned was how little time it takes to catch up on email, Facebook and even my RSS feeds after a couple of day. Maybe 10 minutes. To take in all of the pertinent information and communication that I might need after being offline for almost 48 hours. And how much time, if I had been online, would have I have spent looking to see if there was anything new or interesting? And if there wasn’t how likely might I be to then look at any number of other websites or Youtube? I would have spent at least several hours just dicking around because I sat down to check email or Facebook. Several hours for 10-15 minutes worth of processing effort.
Now, I know this. I knew this before. And I don’t have to face hundreds of emails a day like some people. Still the demonstration helped clarify just how little time I actually need to spend online. I wasn’t superproductive this weekend, it didn’t turn me into Super Grad Student, but I did get a number of my comps questions drafted and re-read Jill Dolan’s Feminist Spectator as Critic and I watched a movie (the original The Wicker Man) and read a big chunk of David Brin’s new novel Existence and took a lovely, long bath with a glass of wine and all in all had a decent weekend. It was a bit lonely and I probably could have done better at seeking out some company. Also, I could have/should have gone for a walk or done something outside or played guitar or composed some music or half a dozen other things but the experience was a positive one and I will definitely be repeating it. If not every weekend, at least regularly.
I’ve decided to stop automatically cross-posting from my Tumblr account to here because each site really is doing different things in style and content. Still, the link will remain in the menu so you can always hop on over to Liminal Moments to check out what’s going on.