Monday, January 30, 2006

Decisions, Decisions...

So watching WWE Raw tonight...what am I paying attention to? The excellent matches? Nope. The recap of Royal Rumble? Cool that Rey Mysterio won, but nope. I'm asking myself:

Trish Stratus or Mickie James?

I think I'll go with Mickie:

Uh, Mickie, while you're down there...can you tie my shoe? Don't give me that look! Ahhh...(drool)

Helloooooo Kristal!

Lost in Translation

You know how you once poured soy sauce on your eggs, or in a non-asian rice dish and said, "Man, everthing tastes better with soy sauce." Well, not always.

Somethings, just don't mix well together. I mean, they made Spiderman into a freakin' power ranger! WHO DOES THAT?!?

Sunday, January 29, 2006

This is a really catchy song...

No, seriously. Who/what is "The Helio Sequence?"

God Bless You Fred Armisen.

(Fred Armisen is a member of Saturday Night Live -- and one of the best non-imitation character actors they've had on the show ever.)

Putting my priorities in order

Okay, so I went a *tad* bit over board with that last post. Sorry, depression kicked in and my OCD took over!

Anyways, just to prove that there is only one true love of my life here are some more Prince videos that I now dedicate to Katie.

Most Beautiful Girl in the World

Betcha By Golly Wow (a Prince cover of a 60's song)

Purple Rain/Baby I'm a Star

Irresistible Bi...um, move on.

Darling Nikki Live

Okay, so the last two MAY be for my own amusement. Whatev'!

I love You YouTube...Uh, TubeYou. YouYouTube.

So, Jack Graham has a great post/point highlighting a performance of when Rod Stewart was one of the best singers in the planet.

And since I love YouTube, I thought I would look up another great artist. Yep, you guessed it. Prince! They have some great videos of him. Let me tell you, for all the rock theatre (and what is rock 'n' roll with out some silly theatre?), you *may* forget that Prince has a golden voice and is probably the best rock guitarist OR piano player out there. I mean, he's just a pure prodigy, period. I know we overuse "prodigy" or "genius"; I know Michael Jackson outsold him (damn, talk about a performer!); but Prince, quite frankly, is UNDER-rated.

There was this post a while back on Aspecialthing.com . It's a website for fans of comedy, and Mr. Show in particular. Two comedians were arguing over who was the best pound-for-pound musician, Stevie Wonder or Prince? Most people picked Stevie. That's not a bad choice, considering that if you play an R&B song you to play for a musical stranger most people will guess, "Stevie Wonder", or "That Blind Guy." Mr. Wonder defines an entire genre for most people. But Prince broke it.

Prince closed the circle of rock 'n' roll, bringing rock back to it's roots in African-American music, but encompassing the advances made from every corner of the musical atmosphere. His records seamlessly combine white and black, European Classical and American Jazz, Eastern, Indian, punk-rock, country (listen to how he sings "Darling Nicki"!), there isn't a genre he doesn't weave in and out of. You might not know what genre it is, but you know a Prince song when you hear it. (I mean, "Manic Monday!" C'mon! How can you not tell that's Prince--even though he wrote it under a different name and denied writing it for years) I think he opened the door for many musically gifted people to take chances; and I think what he's doing now with his different distribution channels and methods of marketing his music -- it's showing people that to remain an "established" artist does not mean you have to give up control over your career. I mean, he started utilizing the internet in the 90's, and now EVERYONE's doing it.

So, my man crush for Prince knows no bounds...but mostly because I sit back with amazement. How many people are so in love with their art that they (mostly) refuse to sell out and still become wildly successful? Okay, okay, so maybe he let the record companies embellish his sexuality to create controversy and sell records. Maybe he was an "enfant terrible" (whatever, I don't speak French), and maybe he was a bit silly. But you got to admire him as an artist.

There are a lot of comedians like him. Maybe one day I'll earn the same respect and admiration.

You what? I'm pretty good at the X-box. That counts for something, right?

No? Sigh.

Watch how people just go bananas over Prince back in the 80's, and he just walks off the stage after everyone jumps up to dance with him. Weird, but kinda cool!

By the way, those "Endorphin Machine" videos come from the first VH1 Fashion Awards. That's why you see a whole bunch of "Zoolanders" running around.

Just for my amusement:

Batman AND Prince? No way! My two favorites! "Like a G-flat major with an E in the bass!"

Girls and Boys

Computer Blue!

Musicology!

Sign O' the Time & Play In the Sunshine (VMAs)

Maine

Thanks to Somms for pointing me to this website.

One of the funniest "meta-jokes" (or, joke-within-a-joke) is this nuggets about a small county in Maine wanting to split from Maine. What's the new name of the proposed state? Maine!

Here:

"Maine

Politicians of Aroostook County, Maine have proposed spinning off the county as its own state, probably named Aroostook, since the 1990s. As recently as 2005 the question has been brought up before the state assembly. [7] Proposed names for this state include Aroostook, Acadia, and Maine (in this latter case, with the rest of the state renamed as Northern Massachusetts)."

Royal Rumble

Anyone down? Tonight at like 8pm? My place? Your place? Bar?

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Message Boards

Something I always wanted to do was figure out how to create a message board among friends (and what not). I kinda lucked into something via the webmaster/producer/actor in the comedy group.

speaking of which. i'm not sure if this is working. like, i'm just not funny. i'm having a difficult time finding inspiration for characters or scripts. i mean, i'm finding plenty of things to draw from, it's just actually creating something from what i know is difficult. trying to communicate ideas in this medium of "acting", or "theatre" or "comedy," is a lot harder than i ever thought. it begs the question, is it worth it?

Friday, January 27, 2006

Like You Never Watched Star Trek...



And thought, "wow, it must be awesome to be a scientist. And in the
military. F-ck G.I. Joe, I'm going to Space, b-tches!" Admit it, you pansies!
Nerds!

Avery Brooks you rock!


Let me quote from a BBC interview with my hero, Levar "Reading Rainbow" Burton: (http://www.bbc.co.uk/cult/st/interviews/burton/page5.shtml)

(Question:) What made you a big fan?
(Burton:) Gene’s vision of the future – see what I love about Star Trek is that it’s about inclusion. It’s about diversity and inclusion. Star Trek says there is an infinite number of life forms that exist out there in – in the cosmos and they all have value. Every single one of them. That is the basis of the prime directive, you
know. We are explorers, we’re out there seeking out new life and new civilisations (sic), but when we make contact with them, it is essential that we don’t interrupt their natural process of evolution. Why? Because we have respect for that process...
The interesting thing about Gene (Roddenberry, creator and producer) was he was an agnostic and one of the things that so many people, myself included, have always found comforted in Star Trek are the spiritual messages, the spirituality that Star Trek seems to express.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Good show

But not a great show. Still have a way to go, and I was angry a bit 'fore coming on and decided to use that. I dropped the act a few moments later, and I think I left the audience with a "wha-?" But I was a bit more comfortable than before, and am improving--albeit slightly.

My group isn't too happy with our performance, but we can get better.

Thanks to everyone who came out. Jomilkman and Somms666, thanks for coming out. Sorry to pick on you, but I was just so happy to see you there.

More performances tomorrow. Enjoy your weekend!

If at first you don't succeed, you're not Chuck Norris.

Interesting craze.

Man, I'm always down for a good Chuck Norris joke. Check out this site, and thank me later.

A few of my favorites:

"Chuck Norris destroyed the periodic table, because Chuck Norris only
recognizes the element of surprise. "

"Chuck Norris doesn't read books. He stares them down until he gets the
information he wants. "

"Chuck Norris is currently suing NBC, claiming Law and Order are
trademarked names for his left and right legs. "

"Chuck Norris can hit you so hard that he can actually alter your DNA. Decades from now your descendants will occasionally clutch their heads and yell 'What The Fuck was That?'"

What Men Think

Interesting article about a woman who went "undercover" as a man. Pretty neat stuff she comes away with, like how men are generally more welcoming and less suspicious of newcomers. She skirts around the fact that men just feel that they can defend themselves against a stranger, and figures welcoming someone to their brotherhood is disarming. (Why don't politicians use this tactic is beyond me.)

She also mentions how women think men lack emotional depth and intelligence. What she realized is that men have an economy of words, and know how to express and understand the meanings around the words spoken. Interesting thought! So, while ladies will always complain about the way men don't emote (and then get angry unless they do it in the right way), the author realizes that certain male interactions work better when less is said.

I'm being vague, I know, but I heard this late Tuesday night and thought it would be a great thing to pass along.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Hate for snow

I just want to take a blowtorch to the snow outside.

Anyways, here's an interesting article from the Boston Globe:

A city faces the slavery in its past

Portsmouth, N.H., plans a memorial and services

PORTSMOUTH, N.H. -- All Portsmouth set out to do was dig a manhole on a two-lane street of clapboard homes. Then a city backhoe hit a slat of white pine in the russet mud. It was a coffin, soft, brown, and six-sided, the first remnant of a buried chapter in New England history.

About 200 coffins lay under the street near Choozy Shooz and the other shops that lend downtown Portsmouth a cosmopolitan air. No one knew much about this burial ground because the coffins held slaves, their unmarked graves paved over and mostly forgotten to make way for homes.

Captured on West Africa's coast 300 years ago, slaves were used as rope-makers, shipwrights, potters, and cooks. Some were owned by the city's founders: William Whipple, a Revolutionary War commander who had a street and school named for him, kept a slave.

Now, as the remains of eight slaves are stored in a locked public works building, this city that prides itself on progressivism is confronting its past.

Several black residents have submitted DNA to determine if the remains are their ancestors, the city has voted to build a memorial, and officials are planning a proper funeral for the eight.

For many, a memorial is a matter of pride. With a black population of about 500, Portsmouth has, per capita, the largest black population in New Hampshire.

Maps made by the Portsmouth Black Heritage Trail show docks where black mariners worked in the 1700s, and a church where residents raised money for civil rights in the 1960s.

''It was ignored and just kind of brushed aside as unimportant," said David Sawyer, 56, a dishwasher at Bob's Broiled Chicken, who has followed the burial ground's discovery in the local paper. ''They're trying to correct that and give them a proper place in Portsmouth's history."

Portsmouth, 60 miles north of Boston, considers itself harmonious and industrious. Slavery has never fit easily into that picture.

The website for Strawberry Banke Museum, a local tourist destination, said, ''This has always been an ordinary neighborhood, inhabited by ordinary people."

The first documented slaves arrived here in 1645, some 22 years after the first settlers, said Valerie Cunningham, president of the Portsmouth Black Heritage Trail who has studied black history in the region for decades.

By the mid-1700s, the city had about 200 slaves, roughly 4 percent of its population. About 656 slaves lived in New Hampshire, few compared with the 5,000 in Massachusetts, 3,700 in Rhode Island, and 6,400 in Connecticut.

''Likely Negro Boys and Girls just imported from Gambia, and to be sold on board the Sloop Carolina lying at the Long Wharff in Portsmouth," read one of many ads for slaves in the New Hampshire Gazette in the 18th century, reprinted in Cunningham's book, ''Black Portsmouth." ''Enquire of Mr. Traill or of Mr. Harrisonn on board said Sloop."

Portsmouth's slaves built ships that brought more slaves to the colonies.

Others worked as seamstresses and gardeners, according to Cunningham. Some pressed for the right to farm or travel freely.

When they died, they were buried separately from whites. Some were buried on their owners' land, but many were sent to a plot at what was then the edge of Portsmouth: ''The Negro Burying Ground," on Prison Lane, it was called in 18th-century records.

As Portsmouth grew in the 1790s, residents built over the burying ground, erecting houses.

The only records of the burial ground are a few 18th-century maps and a 19th-century newspaper article about another road crew hitting coffins there.

Then on the morning of Oct. 7, 2003, a road crew hit another coffin and someone yelled, ''Stop!"

Within hours, Cunningham stood at the site along with a Baptist minister and a Nigerian priest who prayed as archeologists exhumed eight coffins and documented five more in the mud. Each time they hoisted a coffin from the earth, volunteers loaded them into a hearse from a local funeral home.

People here are still stunned.

''Incredible!" exclaimed Pat Cauley, 65, a retired bookkeeper who was shopping this week at Hannaford's supermarket in Portsmouth. ''What were our forefathers all about? They weren't paying very much attention to go ahead and build something over there. They should have known what they were doing."

Examining bones, archeologists determined that four of the exhumed remains were of men in their 20s, and one was of a woman of about 30.

DNA tests showed they were of African descent, and the woman also bore a telltale cultural marker: Her incisors had been removed, typical of a West African coming-of-age ritual.

Beyond that, archeologists believe there is little hope of learning more about the slaves.

As word of the burial ground spread, some local residents swabbed their cheeks and sent DNA samples to a lab in the hopes of finding a long-lost ancestor.

''I did out of curiosity," said Beatrice Goodwin, 68, a teacher whose grandfather, Clarence William Fisher, was born in Portsmouth in 1870. Like the others, she has yet to hear about results.

In 2004, Mayor Evelyn Sirrell named a teacher, lawyer, city councilor, and historians to a Blue Ribbon African Burial Ground Committee to decide the fate of the graveyard.

Last year, after hearing from archeologists and high school students, they recommended closing part of Chestnut Street, where the graveyard is located, and planting a grassy memorial for an estimated $100,000.

The City Council accepted the plan, voting unanimously.

Residents are planning a funeral, with some anticipation.

''We want quite honestly to make amends for the way it had been done then," said John W. Hynes, a city councilor and chairman of the Burial Ground Committee. ''We are trying to do justice."

© Copyright 2005 The New York Times Company

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Stay Classy!


Stay Classy San Diego!


Admit it, you loved this album!


Although, I argue that this album was better:

Saturday, January 21, 2006

Comedy Updates?

It's 12 PM on a Saturday. I'm up writing some funny skits for my comedy group, and one thing hits my mine. Man, it's good to be an American (classical) Liberal.

//run Bush voice imitation.

Who am I kidding, I'm a conservative. Just kidding. See, got you there, didn't I? That's comedy.

//end Bush voice imitation.

I am doing Stand-Up this coming Tuesday. Hooray! It's going to suuuuuck.

And we have new skits. I think we may have 5 new skits actually. Hrmm...Should be interesting.

Hope you're alright.

Want me to tell you what happened to my car? Well, I got it back from the mechanics, (JarJar Binks, Yousa with the MECHANICS!?), but do you want me to tell you about the specifics of it?

If you want to know, I'll post. Peace!

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Thank You Google

It's Official

I made up a word:"Reverentially."

Also, I don't "hate" supply-side economists. Nor "right-wing" politics. I just think it's not sustainable over a long peroid.

I think unfortunately, most people can only see within their lifetimes. And I think most people underestimate how long they'll live. They say, "You know, I might not be around in 1, 5, 10 years for this to really take effect. I think I'll go with the quick fix now." And when you try to fit in reforms into such a small-time frame (such as when they took the far-reaching McCain-Feingold campaign finance bill and tried to condense it in time for some people who had upcoming election), you usually ruinor at least severely crack the foundation you were building.

I also think we're creating, or rather reverting to, a certain aristocracy we had in late-Europe and in America where (intellectual) property owners have the most rights and all the treasures from America's hard work. I think our political life has soured because people (most of whom are poor- or working-class) have lost access to the American economic dream. I believe in a country like America, economics and politics are close cousins. I believe Americans have lost faith in our economic system, which is far from equitable. I fear that productivity will decline, our consumer power will decline, and then everyone, rich and poor will suffer. Needless to say, our economic life is souring, but we can right out shift. Sadly, there doesn't seem to be much political will to make the necessary changes to save our country. It's all a negative shame-spiral, that will only abate once we look ourselves in the mirror and try to change our attitude about equality...

*yawn*

I need to go to bed.

My dream ticket

I love Sen. Kerry because he spoke at our graduation, and is from Massachusetts...but he's from Yale, so I'm allowed to say that my dream Dem ticket (for the moment) would be Gore/Edwards or Edwards/Dean. Gore went to Harvard, and I think is a much better man than people give him credit for. John Edwards gave a very rousing and cogent thesis on the imperativeness of fixing Us and global poverty on NPR yesterday. It's about 10 minutes, and I think worth a listen.

Finally, I'm a Dean supporter. I didn't like him during the campaign -- it may be because he too is a lefty -- and I wasn't sure if he "got it." But according to the uber political online journal, the Hotline (reposted here at Daily Kos ), Dean does get it. And his investments will bear fruit for a new Democratic party. Here's hoping this new party will lead us to a better society; Capitalist liberalism! (but not liberal capitalism since that term applies more to de-regulation, more "free-market liberalism.")

//start "rant"
What I mean is, I would like to see a country (nee: world) where an individual can wake up in the morning free to ply her chosen craft for profit and enjoyment. All the while, she's can be subject to the positive forces of competition, and not be fearful of the more insidious and powerful interests that seek to corrupt market forces to create a monopoly (nee: oligarchy). I'm afraid we're on the path to the later; a sort of winner-takes all economy where individuals are stifled towards taking entrepreneurial risks because they know there will be no net to catch them when they either misstep, have an unfortunate and unforseeable accident, or treated as rubes by a richer and more cunning advisary.

I think it's funny that supply-siders and other in vogue economic policy-wonks promote "market efficiency" and say, "let the market forces determine policy." Well, whenever consumers (you), or laborers, or smaller-suppliers (businesses) say they want to conduct business in an equitable environment, it's always the supply-siders who often shout, "wait, you're mucking up the system." or when people just make different choices based on "fair-trade" or simply opt to go another route, these, okay I'll say, far-right economists say, "wait, you're not playing the game right."

take the ongoing fad in Europe and America of buying expensive, but organic and fair-trade groceries. Instead of looking at themselves, figuring out a way to compete; these supply-siders think that it's wrong for someone to be emotionally dissatisfied with their product, and for their utility to be based on something other than a tacit agreement that we must buy our products from the bigger companies who may have cut corners which lead to unhealthy food choices, but those cut corners created more profits at the margins, leading to a cheaper food price. So, why would anyone complain?

I remember an interview done my Michael Dell and it was in either Wired or Time Magazine, shortly after Dell Computers had a transition from Michael Dell to Some Other Dude For CEO. The interviewer asked about the (then new) practice of outsourcing customer service overseas. Incredulously, Dell countered that he didn't know what the hub-bub was because in the end, cheaper customer service bred cheaper prices, which increased DC's profits, which increased DC's tax bill. Therefore, American citizens were getting lower prices and more taxes...what could be more American than that? Well, it's a nice spin, but poor customer service leads to fewer customers..and using Mr. Dell's rubric, that means higher prices and less taxes.

Some people just choose to make the "irrational" decision that being treated fairly, or even more than fairly--reverentially almost--is an important economic decision.

I'm often reminded about seeing kids play at a playground or at summer camp. There's always this one big kid who gets by bullying other kids. And then when the other kids decide to get up and leave, the big kid gets his parents or other friends to bully the little kids into playing with them. Take the beating and learn to love it, really love it. Or else the other big kids will beat you up some more until you learn to stay and take it. This is the lesson we learn when we are children, and it colors our social interactions.

I don't think it's the way things should be.

//end "rant"

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Probably not doing stand up this week

Not hosting tonight's show (although YOU should come) and I'm not doing it on Wednesday. Rob from BTC is performing this Wednesday at Kennedy's Midtown, which I gather is near Park St, at 9:45. There is no coverage charge.

On a random subject: Here's a tip: If you can't handle making small 5-degree clockwise turns in your mini-van, I propose that you get a station-wagon and use the money left over for a gym-membership.

Or, get off the road.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Blast from the past...

Name this game.

Note, I used to just suck at this one.

Friday, January 13, 2006

was that a gun shot?

no madam, that was me...passing gas.

Sigh.

Did I mention that I might be doing stand-up next week?

"Illusion is the ultimate weapon."

So, blog buddy Jesse had a blog entry about the movie Mask, with Cher and Eric Stolz. Of course, me being a nerd, I got excited and thought he was referring to one of my favorite child-hood cartoons, M.A.S.K. (aka: Mobile Armoured Strike Kommand).


Man, they need to bring that show back!

Don't be that guy...

Well, today, I was, *that* guy. People know that I don't like using public bathrooms unless i'm sitting on top of at least 2 levels of paper, and hanging on to a door-hook or the toilet paper rack for leverage. I also hate it when people don't flush.

Well, when all the plumbing is out in the bathrooms, it's hard not to be *that* guy who doesn't flush. It also sucks when you can't wash your hands, another BIG pet peeve.

My girlfriend thinks I'm nuts, that I'm some sort of OCD-germophobe. And she's right. Good thing I have a bottle of purel (spritz every 2 hours), and the one working sink (a "kitchen" sink...i know, i feel bad washing my hands in there) in the whole building. I'm thoroughly skeeved out and can hardly bare to finish my turkey sandwhich.

Coupled with the fact that our phones aren't working. Great.

Hatemart

Seriously, is this what white people think of black people?

Wal-Mart Web site makes racial connections
DVD shoppers get offensive referrals
By Ylan Q. Mui
The Washington Post
Updated: 8:24 a.m. ET Jan. 6, 2006

Wal-Mart apologized yesterday after its retail Web site directed potential buyers of "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" and "Planet of the Apes" DVDs to also consider purchasing DVDs with African American themes.

The world's largest retailer said in a statement that it was "heartsick" over the racially offensive grouping and that the site was linking "seemingly random combinations of titles."

"It's just simply not working correctly," said Mona Williams, vice president of corporate communications for Wal-Mart Stores Inc.

The company said it was alerted to the problem early yesterday afternoon after word began spreading among bloggers. When visitors to Walmart.com requested "Planet of the Apes: The Complete TV Series" on DVD, four other movies were recommended under the heading "Similar Items." Those films included "Martin Luther King: I Have A Dream/Assassination of MLK" and "Unforgivable Blackness: The Rise and Fall of Jack Johnson."

Williams said similar titles were called up when the DVD of the movie "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" was requested. There were three such combinations involving those two movies and African Americans films, she said.

Bentonville, Ark.-based Wal-Mart said in a written statement that it removed the combinations at 6:30 p.m. Eastern time. By last evening, "Planet of the Apes" was linked to DVDs of the fifth season of the CBS comedy "Everybody Loves Raymond" and the 10th season of the NBC hit "Friends." The company said it planned to shut down its entire cross-selling system overnight.

Like most other major retail sites, including Amazon.com, Wal-Mart's site directs users searching for movies to other titles that might interest them; Wal-Mart calls the process "mapping." Wal-Mart said last night that the system was malfunctioning but did not explain why or how.

Williams said the company has "absolutely no evidence" that the problem was intentional. A company statement said that the site had also linked African American films to the movies "Home Alone" and "The Powerpuff Girls." Marty Hires, a spokesman, said the company is investigating.

Williams said news of the problem was first posted on a blog. The company then learned about the offensive combinations when a reporter called to ask about it.

The blog Firedoglake, run by Jane Hamsher in Oregon, posted news of the combination yesterday afternoon under the heading "So Wrong."

The incident illustrated how quickly a firestorm can build on the Internet. Two minutes after the post appeared on Hamsher's blog, it was up on the Crooks and Liars site. Within hours, more than 100 comments were posted to that site, questioning such things as Wal-Mart's agenda and the technicalities of mapping.

Wal-Mart has been in a public relations battle over the past year. In May, the company apologized for a newspaper advertisement in Arizona that equated a proposed state zoning ordinance with Nazi book-burning. Then came the Robert Greenwald documentary "The High Cost of Low Price," which criticized Wal-Mart's treatment of employees.

The company fought back by hiring former political operatives to polish its image and has joined in founding a group called "Working Families for Wal-Mart" that helps promote positive stories. Yesterday, Wal-Mart repeatedly apologized for the offensive material on its Web site.

"We are deeply sorry that this happened," it said in a written statement.
© 2005 The Washington Post Company

© 2006 MSNBC.com


URL: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10736265/

Thursday, January 12, 2006

I wonder if my parents think this of me...

...Probably not


January 12, 2006, NY Times Online

Are They Here to Save the World?

AT a coffee shop in TriBeCa one morning two weeks ago, David Minh Wong, age 7, was in constant motion. He played with quarters on the table. He dropped them on the floor. He leaned on his mother and walked away.

"Tell him I'm strong," he said to his mother, Yolanda Badillo, 50. She sat in a booth with a neighbor, who was there with her goddaughter.

"I woke up at 2:16 this morning, and it wasn't raining," he said.

"I'm getting bored," he said.

At David's public school, where he is in a program for gifted and talented second graders, a teacher told Ms. Badillo that he is arrogant for a boy his age, and teachers since preschool have described him as bright but sometimes disruptive. But Ms. Badillo, a homeopath and holistic health counselor, has her own assessment. To her David's traits - his intelligence, empathy and impatience - make him an "indigo" child.

"He told me when he was 6 months old that he was going to have trouble in school because they wouldn't know where to fit him," she said, adding that he told her this through his energy, not in words. "Our consciousness is changing, it's expanding, and the indigos are here to show us the way," Ms. Badillo said. "We were much more connected with the creator before, and we're trying to get back to that connection."

If you have not been in an alternative bookstore lately, it is possible that you have missed the news about indigo children. They represent "perhaps the most exciting, albeit odd, change in basic human nature that has ever been observed and documented," Lee Carroll and Jan Tober write in "The Indigo Children: The New Kids Have Arrived" (Hay House). The book has sold 250,000 copies since 1999 and has spawned a cottage industry of books about indigo children.

Hay House said it has sold 500,000 books on indigo children. A documentary, "Indigo Evolution," is scheduled to open on about 200 screens - at churches, yoga centers, college campuses and other places - on Jan. 27 (locations at www.spiritualcinemanetwork.com).

Indigo children were first described in the 1970's by a San Diego parapsychologist, Nancy Ann Tappe, who noticed the emergence of children with an indigo aura, a vibrational color she had never seen before. This color, she reasoned, coincided with a new consciousness.

In "The Indigo Children," Mr. Carroll and Ms. Tober define the phenomenon. Indigos, they write, share traits like high I.Q., acute intuition, self-confidence, resistance to authority and disruptive tendencies, which are often diagnosed as attention-deficit disorder, known as A.D.D., or attention-deficit hyperactivity disorder, or A.D.H.D.

Offered as a guide for "the parents of unusually bright and active children," the book includes common criticisms of today's child rearing: that children are overmedicated; that schools are not creative environments, especially for bright students; and that children need more time and attention from their parents. But the book seeks answers to mainstream parental concerns in the paranormal.

"To me these children are the answers to the prayers we all have for peace," said Doreen Virtue, a former psychotherapist for adolescents who now writes books and lectures on indigo children. She calls the indigos a leap in human evolution. "They're vigilant about cleaning the earth of social ills and corruption, and increasing integrity," Ms. Virtue said. "Other generations tried, but then they became apathetic. This generation won't, unless we drug them into submission with Ritalin."

To skeptics the concept of indigo children belongs in the realm of wishful thinking and New Age credulity. "All of us would prefer not to have our kids labeled with a psychiatric disorder, but in this case it's a sham diagnosis," said Russell Barkley, a research professor of psychiatry at the State University of New York Upstate Medical University in Syracuse. "There's no science behind it. There are no studies."

Dr. Barkley likened the definition of indigo children to an academic exercise called "Barnum statements," after P. T. Barnum, in which a person is given a list of generic psychological characteristics and becomes convinced that they apply especially to him or her. The traits attributed to indigo children, he said, are so general that they "could describe most of the people most of the time," which means that they don't describe anything.

Parents who attribute their children's inattention or disruptive behavior to vibrational energy, he said, risk delaying proper diagnosis and treatment that might help them.

To indigos and their parents, however, such skepticism is the usual resistance to any new and revolutionary idea. America has always had a soft spot for the supernatural. A November 2005 poll by Harris Interactive found that one American in five believes he or she has been reincarnated; 40 percent believe in ghosts; 68 percent believe in angels. It is not surprising then that indigo literature, which incorporates some of these beliefs along with common anxieties about child psychology, has found a receptive audience.

Annette Piper, a mother of two in Memphis, said that she had planned to go to medical school until she realized she was an indigo, able to tell what was wrong with people by touching them. Like a lot of others who describe themselves as indigos, she was also sensitive to chemicals and fluorescent lights. Instead of going to medical school, she became an intuitive healer, directing the energy fields around people, and opened a New Age store called Spiritual Freedom.

Her daughter Alexandra, 10, is also an indigo, she said. They play games to cultivate their telepathic powers, but at school Alexandra struggles, Ms. Piper said. "She has trouble finishing work in school and wants to argue with the teacher if she thinks she's right," Ms. Piper said. "I don't think she's found out what her gifts are. From the influence in school and friends she lays off these abilities. She's a little afraid of them."

Problems in school are common for indigos, said Alex Perkel, who runs the ReBirth Esoteric Science Center in Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, a bilingual (Russian-English) center dedicated to "the knowledge of ancient esoteric schools and Eastern science," according to its Web site (www.esotericinfo.com).

Last year the center organized a class for indigo children but canceled it when families dropped out for economic reasons.

"A lot of people don't understand the children because the children are very smart," Mr. Perkel said. "They have knowledge like our teachers. They don't want to go to school, No. 1, because they don't need the knowledge they can get from school. So parents bring them to psychologists, and psychologists start giving them pills to take out their will and memory. We developed a special program to help them understand that they came to this planet to change the consciousness because they have guides from a higher world."

Stephen Hinshaw, a professor and the chairman of psychology at the University of California, Berkeley, acknowledged that "there is a legitimate concern that we are overmedicalizing normal childhood, particularly with A.D.H.D." But, he said, research shows that even gifted children with attention-deficit problems do better with more structure in the classroom, not less.

"If you conduct a very open classroom, kids with A.D.H.D. may fit in better, because everyone's running around, but there's no evidence that it helps children with A.D.H.D. learn. On the other hand if you have a more traditional classroom, with consistent tasks and expectations and rewards, kids with A.D.H.D. may have a harder time fitting in at first, but in the long run there's evidence that it helps their learning."

Julia Tuchman, a partner in Neshama Healing in Manhattan, who works with a lot of indigo children and adults, said it was important for their families not to turn away from traditional psychology and medicine.

"I'm very holistically oriented, but many people who come here I send to doctors," she said. "I'm not against medication at all. I just think it's overused." When parents take children to her for treatment - she practices electromagnetic field balancing, a touch-free massage that purports to tune a person's electromagnetic field - she said that just telling the children that they have special gifts is often a healing gesture.

"Can you imagine a child going up to his parents and saying, 'I'm talking to an angel,' or 'I'm talking to someone who's deceased'?" Ms. Tuchman asked. "A lot of them have no one to talk to." She, like others who see indigos, sees them as a reason for hope.

Even disruptive behavior has a purpose, said Marjorie Jackson, a tai chi and yoga teacher in Altadena, Calif., who said that her son, Andrew, is an indigo. Andrew, now 25, was not disruptive as a child, she said, but in her practice she sees indigos who are.

"The purpose of the disruptive ones is to overload the system so the school will be inspired to change," Ms. Jackson said. "The kids may seem like they have A.D.D. or A.D.H.D. What that is, is that the stimulus given to them, their inner being is not interested in it. But if you give them something that harmonizes with the broad intention that their inner self has for them, they won't be disruptive."

She said that schools should treat children more like adults, rather than placing them in "fear-based, constrictive, no-choice environments, where they explode."

Ms. Jackson compared people who do not recognize indigos to Muggles, the name used by J. K. Rowling in the Harry Potter books to describe ordinary people who have no connection with magic. "I would say 90 percent of the world is like the Muggles," she said. "You don't talk about this stuff with them because it's going to scare them."

In the TriBeCa coffee shop, David Minh Wong continued to play with his coins and talk to his mother. Ms. Badillo and her neighbor Sandra McCoy said they have family members who don't believe in the indigo idea. Ms. McCoy sat with her goddaughter, Jasmine Washington, 14. In contrast to David, Jasmine listened serenely, waiting for questions.

Yet Jasmine too is an indigo child, Ms. McCoy said: "I always knew there was something different about her. Then when I saw something about indigos on television, I knew what it was." Like many other indigos Jasmine is home-schooled.

For Jasmine, who often sensed she was different from other children, especially in the public schools, the designation of indigo is a comfort.

"The kids now are very different, so it's good that there's a name for it, and people pay attention to what's different about them," Jasmine said. Like the women at the table she said that indigos have a special purpose: "To help the world come together again. If something bad happens, I always think I can fix it. Since we have these abilities, we can help the world."

You know what really grinds my gears?

England!

Like how the BBC says, "Sharon was put in hospital." Isn't it supposed to be in A hospital? And they say I speak ebonics!

Tell you what, we'll give you Madonna, James Bond, and the Toronto Blue Jays if you adhere to American standards of English. Start saying things like, "Ain't," and "I saids that, bitches " and "I had seen that thing," and forget things like "Col-our," and "In hospital."

That's right, I saids that bitches.

And another thing:

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

The picture's from...

...is from Cowboy Bebop, stylistically one of my favorite Anime. Everything from the art, storyline and music infuses us, the viewers, with a swig of hip and cool unlike anything on TV today (or yesterday as it were). From episode 1 through 26, with the super-uber nice movie, this anime rivetted and propelled me to newer dopamine highs.

Yes, that's right. I'm equating watching cartoons to a cocaine high. But I've never been high. I'm a nerd. So sue me!

...



Bang!

Anybody know where this picture comes from?

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

BTC is the place to be

You shoud come down and see my comedy group. We have more new members (one is a great actor: www.kevincirone.com ) and we have some more comedy and musical acts playing with us. So, it should be a solid act of comedy. I wish I was more on top of things and invited you last week when we had the super-sexy christine leigh playing with us, or the week before that when we had the super-funny Dave Inber rocking it out...but unfortunately I forgot.

So, tonight, 8:30 at An Tua Nua on 835 Beacon St. Please invite everyone you know. bring $7.

be there, or be the square.

From my girlfriend's father...

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To prevent this, call the following number from your cell phone : 888-382-1222. It is the National DO NOT CALL list. It will only take a minute of your time. It blocks your number for five (5) years.

Cell phone companies are charging us $1.00 or more for 411 / information calls when they don't have to.

When you need to use the 411 / information option, simply dial 1 800 FREE 411 or 1 800 373 3411 without incurring a charge at all except for the minutes required to make the call.

This is information people don't mind receiving, let people know.

Friday, January 06, 2006

The Donnas...

Last weekend the GF and I got to hang out with my Boy Alan, who's holding it down working as a writer for the Carson Daly show on NBC. (Word!) He was in town for a Harvard Lampoon party on New Year's, and we met up for lunch and a quick (or actually long) car tour of the Boston-area. He brought his girlfriend, the lovely Torry (aka Donna C, the drummer) for the rock group, the Donnas. I love the Donnas. My sister loves them even more, but she wasn't home when I brought Torry over to meet her. Drats. Anyways, she wasn't "Hollywood" at all, and it's going to be pretty sweet seeing them in concert when they finish their album at the end of the year (I'll be paying for my ticket, of course). We ate lunch at Bertucci's in Lexington (and I showed the the whole battle route, etc.). And we did a quick tour of Boston's landmarks. Sorta. And, we ended up at Harvard, where we took some pictures of the old dorm Alan, the GF and I spent 3 glorious (-ly vain) years. The funniest is when we asked a current resident/student of Lowell House to let us in, he asked us what we did. When Alan said he worked for "NBC" the kid was like, "oh, what's that." In fairness to the student, he was from Japan, as was evidenced by the fact that he still had no idea what Alan meant when he said, "It's a television company that produces many television shows."

Here are the pictures.

Me and my Boy. I always wished we traded places... Except I would also get to keep my gf. But I would love to have an incredible drive to succeed, wit, genius AND a professional job as a writer, or wrestler.


That's Torry on the left, Alan, Me and The GF.

Double True!

Ah...who doesn't love that "Lazy Sunday" rap?

So, the reason why I haven't been posting in a long while is that 10 days ago, at our last An Tua Nua performance before the New Year, I cut my finger on an exposed piece of metal attached to the bar. I cut all the way down to the fat, just before the muscle. It didn't hurt at first, but I was losing a LOT of blood. And then it wasn't until people around me brought up how bad the cut was when I started to panic. Really panic.

But, I finished the show, drove myself to the emergency room and waited over 4 hours to hve a 20 minute procedure. Thankfully my girlfriend joined me, and we stayed up just making fun of the experience and trying not to fall asleep. The physician's assitant crazy-glued the tip of my left-hand ring finger, so I didn't have any stitches.

It just stopped hurting. It's not so numb anymore, it just itches and is sore more than anything.

Needless to say, writing anything -emails, blog entries, manifesto's- has been pretty difficult.

But don't give me a medal. I didn't get any shrapnel in it.