The Annekenstein Monster

I hope the denouement of my life doesn’t end up like so many Stephen King novels.

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“Don’t think I ever saw those pants on you before, son.”
“That’s because denouement.”

I thought I had found the perfect shoulder bag to carry my notebooks, papers, scripts, pens, and most importanty, my cd/mp3 player.  I bought it at Chapters in Moncton a month or so ago.
It’s made of a tough feeling heavy nylon.  Lots of pockets, some zippered, some open, for all sorts and sizes of items, and a special cd player pocket with a special opening for the headphones wire.  Easy close velcro flap makes access to all a quick pull away.

Well, after using the bag for a while, my infatuation has been quickly diminishing.  First of all, I like a bag that maintains its rectangular shape, but this one kind of folds in to itself, so that it kind of hangs like a shapless blob.  This takes away from the ease of entry, since I have to kind of unfold the bag before I can open the velcroed flap.  Second, the velcro on the flap has begun to rip the inner fabric on the flap.   Now when I pull the velcro flap it simultaneously pulls against the tear on the flap and the  anti-velcro on the main bag side of the bag (if you know what I mean).

Those two faults may be enough to make me orphan the bag from everyday use.  Damn, and it had such potential.
I’ll have to see if I can repair the rip, and perhaps put something light and inflexible in the bag to help it keep its shape.

While I certainly don’t try to exclude the clerisy, I do try to write comedy sketches with the general public in mind.

or

"I don’t speak French.  Ask that lady what time it is here."
"Clerisy."

I think it’s wrong for a guy like that guy who lost 7 children and a wife to fire to be made to feel obligated to talk to the media.
I think it’s wrong for the media to advertise, promote and present, in a "tonight at 11" way, coverage of his grief.

I understand that many people feel sorry for him, and that creates a *need* to make his story a news story, but I believe the way to respect his soirrow is to let him be alone with his friends and his faith.

Watching his pain doesn’t ease his pain. 

Maybe I’m a bit too "Don’t photograph the Amish" in this regard.

There are reports that the military has supplanted Kim Jong-il in North Korea because he’s gone into seclusion to mourn the loss of a concubine.  Crazy.

or

What supplant doing on the dining room table?  It’s far too big.

I and the family went to see The Incredibles last night.  I left the theatre claiming that it was the greatest movie I’ve ever seen.  Yes, that is quite a statement.
This morning, I still can’t come up with a movie I’ve enjoyed more.  There have been films I’ve appreciated more, perhaps, but I think The Incredibles is the greatest movie I’ve seen.
Fantastic.

One of the sketches we performed early in our summer run was, perhaps, somewhat louche. There was mild disagreement within the group as to whether we should revise it to make it more palatable to the general public.

For Al:  I can’t wait for the day I lose enough weight so that my pants hang louche off my waist.

I saw this on IFilm a couple of weeks ago, and now I see it linked on MetaFilter.  I don’t like linking to IFilm, so I’ll provide the link that was on MetaFilter.
The year is 1978, and William Shatner is on stage at what looks like some award show or something, performing/reciting the Elton John/Bernie Taupin song Rocketman.  It is an incredible performance.

Seriously, if you never click on anything else that I offer, you have to check this out.

I need this to be a joke.  I cannot exist in a world where a man would be so full of himself to do this seriously. My only hope is that his tongue was planted firmly in his cheek.  What an actor!!!

At a recent TAIPEI meeting, the Sketch 22 video sketch "Island Eye For The From Away Guy" was presented.  While I expected some of the stuffy-stuffs to chortle, word is that Mrs. Premeir was beside herself with laughter.

For Al:  Since he didn’t do a very good job, initially, with raking the leaves, I demanded he continue with  the chortle every leaf in the yard was in a garbage bag.

At a recent TAIPEI meeting, the Sketch 22 video sketch “Island Eye For The From Away Guy” was presented.  While I expected some of the stuffy-stuffs to chortle, word is that Mrs. Premeir was beside herself with laughter.

For Al:  Since he didn’t do a very good job, initially, with raking the leaves, I demanded he continue with  the chortle every leaf in the yard was in a garbage bag.