I Cannot Be Hurt by Anything this Wicked World Has Done

Fri, 31 Dec 2004 13:13:00 GMT

What was 2004? It was a year of stolen and disputed elections in Georgia and the Ukraine, the rise and fall of Howard Dean and John Kerry, the first private space flight and the end of the "X-Prize," disaster in Darfur, prisoner abuse in Iraq, expansion of the European Union, the death of Ronald Regan and a month of flags at half mast, the return of Greek Olympics and a very smug presidential victory. In less political but tragic terms, the worst natural disaster in my memory has occurred in Asia as Tsunami death tolls top 135,000 according to CNN.com.

For me, the year started out as a bleak one in the coldest New York winter I have ever experienced. My mother came to visit me for her birthday. We stayed in Manhattan and it was bitterly cold.

Lowel and Johanna

I took a lighting class at Dutchess which was a blast. Some of my friends from Black and White II were taking the class and I met some other cool people. It was so much fun working with those people, including the teacher, Lowel Handler.

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In Short, 2004 was A Great Year and I have high hopes that 2005 will be even better.

Donkey Show

Sun, 17 Oct 2004 15:13:00 GMT

The only thing worse than taking the 1:20am out of grand central is missing the 1:20am out of grand central, because there aint another train until six or something. So Kathy's friend Sally came to New York and they decided to have dinner and see a show, and I got invited along with a random allotment of other people.

"So anyone we know gonna be there aside from Nam?" I asked Kathy on the way to dinner where we were meeting Sally and the rest of the crew.

She explained that Sally was going to be there, and Sally's ex-girlfriend and the girl Sally was dating now... I felt like asking if there were going to be any strait women there, but that might be rude. Dinner was excellent. Two of our random crew with was a couple of blond Swedish women working for part of a company which did not get bought out by The Company. They were both spoken for, but I enjoyed chatting with them about different cultures and different places anyway.

Then we went to The Donkey Show, which was essentially Mid Summer Night's Dream without the high-falutin' Shakespeare-speak set in a disco... only the audience dances in the disco with the actors. Oberon's gal was completely naked from the waist up except for two strategically placed butterflies, if you take my meaning. There were equally scantily clad men in the production as well, for those of you who prefer that. The cast mingled in character with us as we waited to get in. I highly recommend it if you like fun and don't enjoy things that aren't fun.

After the show the disco continued and I kept dancing with my friends until at 12:45am, when I decided to make a dash and catch the last train. I wish I could have stayed longer, because the thumping of the music and the dance floor was calling me. I said my goodbyes and hailed a cab. As I write this I am on the train to Croton-Harmon stoping which stops at all local stops. Switch to the Poughkeepsie there, which gets me to Beacon and home at something like three in the morning. I am going to be soooo tired tomorrow.

The Twilight Report

I Cannot Be Hurt by Anything this Wicked World Has Done

Donkey Show