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I don't know, why don't you ask Thag. Who's Thag? She was that woman who made the first wheel and axle to help her move an item too heavy to carry or drag. or Plink. You remember Plink, he figured out that a sharpened wedge of stone could be attached to a stick and the stick thrown to kill an animal from a distance.

Or you could ask Archemedies. Or Guttenburg. Or Eli Whitney.

I study life in the Internet Age for a living and I can say with no small amount of confidence that all technology is simply something that provides a mechanical or communicative advantage (and sometimes both), nothing more, nothing less.

It's what we choose to do with that advantage that makes the world better or worse.

(Who the hell comes up with these bullshit questions. They've never used any of mine).
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Trillian Astra or Fenchurch
cinema_babe: (Heart)
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No and most people who have any emotional maturity don't. Lust at first sight? Yes. Interest at first sight? Sure. Attraction, curiosity, assumptions, a desire to quell loneliness? Yes, yes, yes, and yes.

Love is something that grows and develops over time, it doesn't spring up like a weed.
cinema_babe: (wuthring)
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I was a theater major. I went to college to get an education , not to get a job. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. I can discourse endlessly about mid 20th century drama and the rise and fall of American Musical Theater (AMT for those in the know).

and I was once touched in appropriately by a pretty famous B'way star. and flirted with by Raul Julia. Hmmm, so I guess I got something out of it.
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I've seen plenty of famous people ranging from local news people to big movie stars to major rock stars. Met as in talked to and touched? Not that many because in this area of the country you just don't do that. This is where they come to not be noticed. Two stories

1. When I was about 20 I was at a party with a lot of theater types and met Raul Julia who flirted with me shamelessly.

2. Back in the early 90s I went to a book signing in Manhattan. After the author read from the book there was a reception where you could buy copies of the book and get it signed. There was a guy in back of me in line. He was about 6' and very good looking. He looked very familiar and I turned around to look at him a second time asking, "Excuse me, do we know each other, did you go to Rutgers maybe?" He shook his head and said no and I at that moment it hit me: it was John Kennedy Jr.

Color me clueless and embarrassed.
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Thee are songs that herald the coming of Advent and the Holiday Season to me but my favorite carol is probably the French carol Bring the Torch, Jeannette Isabella.

Renee Fleming singing the song n


This is a version in English

I find a that I have a tough time to find a version of this song that I like because too many people either slow it down and make too solemn, or they sing the words too staccato for my tastes. This is supposed to be a legato adante . It's a dance; Jeannette and Isabella are being called to the stable to see the Christ child. It's neither a meditation nor is it a march.

(I've always like to think the real story of this song is that it's the Innkeeper's Wife calling her daughters or servant girls to help her play midwife. I mean a woman's giving birth, and for the first time no less? You know there had to be some women there helping her and one of them was most likely the Innkeeper's wife.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
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More cowbell
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I want to be wrapped in white linen like that dude in the ELP song. Just kidding, sorta.

I would like to be buried in a shroud. They can put my body in a plain wood box for the funeral and when they actually inter me, take me out of the box and put my body, still wrapped in the shroud, into the ground. I'd rather be worm food than decay in a steel box., you know?
cinema_babe: (Stains the Dog)
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Grass fed beef.

(Wait. Was that inappropriate?)
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Are you kidding? Why don't you ask me if I'd want to be a different race. To quote an old Broadway tune, "I enjoy being a girl".
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When Farmer Oak smiled, the corners of his mouth spread till they were within an unimportant distance of his ears, his eyes were reduced to chinks, and diverging wrinkles appeared round them, extending upon his countenance like the rays in a rudimentary sketch of the rising sun....

cinema_babe: (Pen and Ink)
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LOngest: Probably something by Hugo or Dickens (Hardy didn't writie anything that long); maybe Les Miserables or Bleak House??

Shortest: Leaving kids books aside (Sorry Where the Wild Things Are and Dr Seuss) I would say Heart's Needle, a book of staggering work of heartbreaking poetry written by poet WD Snodgrass in the wake of his divorce and subsequent separation from his daughter.
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Well the danger on the rocks is surely past
Still I remain tied to the mast.
Could it be that I have found my home at last?
Home at last.

Home At Last--Steely Day (from Aja)
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No matter where you go, always have enough money tucked away in your show to get yourself home.

Following that advice got me out of one of the worst dates I ever had.
Not following it got 18 year old me stuck in Port Authority on Halloween my Freshman year in college. Did I mention the mini skirt, high heels, fake blood and pink and blue hair? Yeah, it was a very educational night.
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I'd take in a heartbeat.

While I believe in entities that are not human, I don't buy into the whole Amityville Horror type thing. I have more faith in the power of good to protect me then I do in the power of evil to hurt me. Assuming there is anything there in the first place and in the unlikely event there is that it is something evil in the first place.

(Heck, there's a lot of "if" in that statement, huh?)

Who comes up with these questions, anyway? Is there really someone who would say no?
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Years ago I had some random stuff lying around and came up with the following:
1 part Apple Schnapps
2 parts apple juice(the good cloudy kind) or apple cider
2 parts tonic water.

I called it an Apple Snap.
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Angry Birds for the Android Platform. That game is like crack (um, not that I would know what crack is like.)
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If you're over 25 and are still holding on to how shitty you parent(s) were to you when you were a kid, you need to get over it and grow up. No parent is perfect, every parent will do something that might have their child(ren) laying on a head shrinker's couch, maybe even a few things, maybe even a few terrible things. That's life, and life promises nothing except death.

A few parents are monsters, however most parents do the very best they can and cross their fingers.

It's not what was done to you, it's what you choose to do with it. The majority of child abusers were themselves abused as children. However, the majority of abused children *do not* grow up to be child abusers.

Shit happens; people are born, people die, days tick by 1440 minutes at a shot. It's not the shit that is good or bad, it's what we choose to do with that shit that matters; that is the good and bad of it.

To answer the question: Of course. It made me the best of who I am; it made me the worst of who I am.
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15 or 17 years ago, I was living in what I refer to as my "Bachelorette Pad" in a quaint bedroom community that held an annual community street fair and where kids still went door to door on Halloween.

Every Saturday, I used to get up and take a stroll to the post office to pick up my box mail. Since the walk took my through the downtown, on the way home I would stop at the same little take out Chinese joint and pick up a spring roll and beef with broccoli. I got the same thing every time I went there and the moment I walked through the door they would start working on my order.

One Saturday I had a nasty case of what would turn out to be bronchitis but decided to take the walk to the post office anyway because I needed to get out of the house and get some fresh air. I went to the Chinese takeout place like I always did. Looking like death in jeans and sneakers, I coughed up a lung and wheezed like my first car. I got my order and went home. As I paid the lady behind the counter said, "Feel better!". I thanked her and left.

I got home, sat down on the couch and unpacked my brunch. There was my spring roll, my duck sauce, my chopsticks, my beef with broccoli, and my white rice but the bag still had some heft. I peeked inside.

The lady behind the counter had packed a free pint of won ton soup. For rheumy, germy me.

I’ve been lucky in my life, very lucky. There have countless people who have showed me kindness but, and I wish I could figure out why, that small gesture touches me today as much as it touched me then.
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That's *Doctor* Cinemababe to you (and my hot, brilliant bit of sweetness. He's a doctor too.)
cinema_babe: (Dr Who's Tardis)
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Next year.
cinema_babe: (Jimmy McNulty)
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Don't worry, I'll respect you in the morning. Here babe, have another scotch.
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Okay 2 decades means between 1990 and 2010 so (for me at least) this eliminates Michale Jackson since his great musical innovations came in the 80s. Ditto for Prince, spectacular though he was and still is, I think his greatest musical influence was in the 80s.

No surprise here, the first musicians I would cite would have to be Nirvana. They might not have been the best of the first generation grunge bands to break through, but they were the first. And probably the greatest breakthrough video since Billie Jean.

Next I would have to put Liz Phair. Pretty much any woman rocker, and not a few male ones, from the 90s forward cites her as one of their influences. Her lyrics were nasty and could make you feel like you were in the back seat with her. This has not been a great couple of decades for women in non-traditional genres of music. In music, women have always been sex bombs, tough girls, and sweet voiced folk singers. We had singer-songwriters, piano players and girl groups. Far fewer have ever hefted an axe and said, "Hell yeah, this is who I am, deal with it" (Sorta like you do, [livejournal.com profile] the_nibbler609).

That's what Liz Phair brought to the table and little girls everywhere are all the better for it.

I'm also going to throw Metallica into the mix. Yes, I know they'd been around since the 80s but they really broke through into the mainstream in the 90s. Hell, I've head my mother hum Enter Sandman (and no, I don't think she has any idea of the source of the tune).

The next two: Jay-Z and Snoop Dog. Up through the mid 90s rep music was either scary or empowering depending on your vantage point. The men who performed it put on the attitude of ruthless thugs and seemed to enjoy scaring and shocking the gentler elements of society. Then you had these two. Within a 15 years they created the image of "Rapper as Trumpesque business mogul" (I'm not putting Russell Simmons here because he was never a musician) and "Rapper as Genial Comic Relief" (Hey, that Snoop is okay, he plays golf with Lee Iaccoca). Don't know that this did much for their street cred but it certainly changed how the public perceives rap music.

I realized that yardstick for answering this has been who broke through and made a niche genre less niche. Liz Phair is an exception to this.
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As black as my bitter heart.
cinema_babe: (Therapy)
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I learned that there is no such thing as good shit or bad shit; shit just happens; people you love die, babies are born, we achieve a log desired goal or a dream dies a painful death. Shit truly just happens.

What is good or bad is what we do with the shit that happens.

Back in the 90s British researcher Dr Richard Weisman did a study in which he looked at people who considered themselves "lucky" and those who considered themselves "unlucky". His study turned up people who had lived through similar circumstances yet one would consider themselves lucky and the other, unlucky. Here is an article that discusses that study. I was unable to secure the original study in the European Journal of Parapsychology but if you access to that journal it is in Vol 12, pages 35-43

Dr Weisman found, succinctly, ones perception of ones luck is a trick of the mind. Shit happens, it's what we do with the shit that matters.
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It's 21 but I think it should be lower and phased in like driving is. 12-18 beer and wine, 18 or 19+ all alcohol. I also think that you should be able to serve your child (and your child alone) in your own home.

I think one of the problems with alcohol consumption is that (a) we make people wait so long that it becomes a much bigger deal than it needs to be and (b)People are still in their early years of driving when alcohol gets added to the mix. I'm positing here that if young people are better acclimated to alcohol *before* they begin driving, then maybe they will be better able to make wise choices vis a vis drinking and driving.
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Possession by AS Byatt.

The book tells parallel stories; one is a literary mystery set in the world of English Lit academia and the a bittersweet fated 19th century romance. It won the Booker Prize.

They completely botched the movie. What went wrong? I can tell you in two words: Gwyneth Paltrow. Okay, maybe she wasn't the *only* problem. How about making the slightly befuddled Hugh Grant like protagonist an American and cast suave Aaron Eckhart. How about letting In the Company of Men's Neil LaButte write an direct?

The movie was ridiculous. A poor adaptation of a book that is considered in some corners to be one of the best books of the 20th century.
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Who decides to inflict these questions upon us?

I’m more worried about where ignorance will lead us. Technology isn’t the boogieman hiding in our closets its ignorance. Every form of technology has brought civilization both greatness and danger; it's not the technology, it's how humans use it.

So if we turn away from technology, how far back do we roll the clock? Do we banish the microchip? The bicycle? The loom? Maybe we need to roll things all the way back and remove the printing press from society. Will that make us better? Was society better before these innovations? Could society be better with even less technology? How about we outlaw the use of metal and stone tools? Even the wheel and the control of fire (via torches and bonfires) is the employment of technology.

To answer the question, no, I doubt even the most granola eating, tree hugging Luddite would want to go all the way back to the Stone Age.

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