The Play is the Thing: Day Three
Nothing done in the computer today. Edited on paper. Went to class.
Feeling good about this.
The Play is the Thing: Day Two
Things are rolling right along. So very please with my progress. Five days left. Exciting!
The Play is the Thing: Day One
C'est la vie! All is well and I'm ready for tomorrow.
Twenty Years Ago
Vicinity of Vermont & Vernon via Los Angeles Times
Twenty years ago I was a college senior living on campus at Jefferson and Vermont. It was Wednesday, Stop Day, the day between the last day of classes and the first day of finals. That morning I had a job interview near the airport. I didn’t like using the freeway so I took Florence home through Inglewood. It was 1:00pm when I went through the intersection at Normandie a few blocks before I turned north on Vermont. My Drama final was the next morning. I put in a videotape: Crimes of the Heart. I wasn’t watching TV, didn’t know what was happening. My RA knocked on the door holding a bat, told me to stay inside, to watch the news. I watched a police car be overturned near the courthouse. I tried to call my parents, let them know I was okay, but there was no dial tone. I stared out my window, watched a crowd marching north, flames in their wake. I was holding the phone, twisting the cord, when it rang. It fell to the floor and I picked it up, asked, “Hello?” My friend’s dad was on the line. Had I seen his son? He’d gone to lunch with his grandparents in Brentwood but had not been seen since. I couldn’t tell him I could see his son’s parking space and that it was empty.
At Last
Last weekend my co-worker and friend, David, married the love of his life, Whimsey. It was a simple and beautiful service between two adults who’d taken the long road to this romance. Gives a grain of hope to those still looking for love.
My favorite part of the wedding was the groom's dad and his camera.
Ralph Lindenmeyer: May 8, 1920-March 20, 2012
This week the funeral for Ralph Lindenmeyer was held at St. Francis of Assisi Catholic Church in Vista. He was a friend of my dad’s from his days at the San Diego Union Tribune. Dad was a sports writer. Ralph was a typesetter. More on that in a minute.
I felt it was important to go because he was my godfather. His late wife, Lenore, was my godmother. I didn’t know them well. We moved away from the neighborhood shortly after I was born. But during the summer we’d drive from Denver to San Diego for vacation. That’s how I really knew him. There was always a beach party. Now, you need to understand what a beach party is. It is an all day affair consisting of getting there early to stake out a fire ring, swimming, eating, building sand castles, swimming, eating some more, building a fire, cooking hot dogs on skewers and beans in the can on the flattest rock you can find, toasting marshmallows and eating brownies, sleeping in the car on the way back to the hotel.
Ralph was a very Catholic Catholic. Throughout my life I received cards for my First Communion and Confirmation, high school and college graduations. But even though he was not just an active but passionate Catholic, he was open to other’s practices and faiths. It makes me think he’d be okay with my doubts, the shift in my faith. I didn’t know that his favorite saint was St. Therese. The only reason this of any importance to me at all is that she’s kind of my patron saint. I went to St. Therese Academy. So did a lot of kids, I know. But then there was a display of her things at St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York when I was there. She also played a small prank on me at when I lit a candle to her at Sacre Coeur in Paris. A book about her life literally jumped of a shelf at me in Barnes & Noble. So for her to be the saint of choice on his prayer card was so cool!
Ralph was a Pearl Harbor Survivor. This is something I’ve always known. He was Navy Machinist Mate Third Class on Ford Island. What I didn’t know was that his youngest daughter didn’t know that until 1976. She had to have been eighteen years old. And she read it as an article he wrote for the newspaper. Ralph was active in the Pearl Harbor Survivors Association. He even consulted on the 2001 Pearl Harbor movie.
My sister and I have the same memory of him at the paper. He spent thirty years as a typesetter for the San Diego Union Tribune. What he did was, in the days before computers formatted everything, was set the letters for each story. Every word was handset into a box, letter by letter. He could spell backward and hold a conversation while getting the newspaper ready to print.
Stew and Terri
Joanie and Terri
St Francis of Assisi Catholic Church
May today there be peace within.
May you trust God the you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.
May you be content knowing you’re a child of God.
Let this presence settle into your bones,
And allow your soul the freedom
to sing, dance, praise, and love.
It is there for each and every one of you.
~St. Therese of Lisieux
Testing Remote Capabilities
Sunset, September 30, 2011
Just checking to see how the remote posting works.
Ha! Ha! That was easy and looks good!
Bunny Moon Gets a Logo
Today my friend Sarah (Sarah Swen Designs) created a logo for Bunny Moon Press from a couple of sketches. What I thought was difficult she pulled together as a cohesive image in almost no time at all. I love it!
TV Obsession
Supernatural Pilot
Supernatural S1:E1 Pilot
I am really late to this party. Supernatural has been on the air for six and a half years. I just power watched seasons 1-6 in less than two weeks. No TV show has had me this obsessed since The X-Files. Could there be a better way to hook me into this show than to have Dean reference Mulder and Scully in the pilot? I don’t think so. It’s creepy and funny with monsters and good-looking guys. Though I have to admit, Sam and Dean are so young in the first season that I feel a little purvey. The music is also quite excellent; mostly classic rock sprinkled with some other indie stuff and then the occasional cheesy reference. I have put together a playlist from both the songs as I’ve identified them and the one’s listed on Heard on TV and Supernatural Wiki.
So anyway, after a flash back to the night Mary Winchester died pinned to the ceiling, bleeding from the belly and being engulfed in flames over Sam’s crib in Lawrence, KS, on November 2, 1983, the Pilot has Dean finding Sam at Stanford after two years apart and hooking him back into the family business of killing bad things that go bump in the night. They’re looking for their dad who has devoted his life to hunting for the thing that killed his wife. Along the way Sam and Dean track down and dispense with a ghost, a Woman in White, in the fictional town of Jerico, CA. Poor young sensitive Sammy wants to go back to his apple pie life with Jessica and the law school interview. That is until Sam flops down on the bed and opens his eyes to find Jess pinned to the ceiling and bleeding from the belly. There was, of course, blood dripping on his forehead. Then the flames erupt around her. Dean bursts in and drags Sam out. Did they mention it’s November 2, 2005? No, but they will. And this puts Sam on board with dropping out of school and pairing up with Dean to find their dad and hunt evil along the way.
We are also introduced to the Impala, Dean’s baby. I love muscle cars and this 1967 Chevy is a thing of beauty: a massive hunk of metal painted black with four doors, a big block V8 engine, and a trunk big enough for a couple of dead bodies or an armory of weapons. I learned to drive in a 1972 Chevy Malibu with similar specs, only it was white with blue interior. I miss that car. I cried the day Dad sold it for $400.
Once other quick thing: We get a glimpse of Azazel in the pilot. More on him later.
Quotes
Dean: “So what are you gonna do? You're just gonna live some normal apple pie life? Is that it?”
Sam: “No. Not normal. Safe.”
Sam: “It's the greatest hits of mullet rock.” (In reference to Dean’s collection of cassette tapes including Motörhead, Black Sabbath, and Metallica.)
Dean: “No chick-flick moments.”
Sam: “All right. Jerk.”
Dean: “Bitch.”
Aliases Used
Dean: Ted Nugent
Playlist Additions
AC/DC – Back in Black
Allman Brothers Band – Ramblin’ Man
Loveless – A Gift to the World
Capitol Records Building
The lights are up on the Capitol Records building. They're not on yet. Too much to hope for. Probably next Friday. Or December 1st. Can't wait! Can't wait! CAN'T WAIT!