So James was “featured” in this presentation I went to recently. The presentation was 9-1-1: the Youth Response. I really could care less (yes, I’m a heartless/anti-country/atheist/communist/terrorist/Satanic/evil/Streisand-loving BASTARD) about “the events of September 11” (I’m tired of hearing that phrase), but it was really just a concert of kids’ musical acts, dances, poetry readings, and PSAs (of which James was part of), most of which were really, really great.

There were lots of kids I recognized… in this mystical sort of ballet performance, a guy double-cast for my role in an upcoming play was there, this TL a cappella group I’m friends with performed, and of course, there was James. (I’ll get to it soon, trust me!)

It seemed that the ones people put the most effort into were not at all patriotic. Younger kids read small poems about “America is cool, yay yay,” and a few choirs and bands sung patriotic songs, and they were all nice and such, but the really nice ones talked of peace and life; many of those, in a nutshell, telling how dumb America is.

Now, about James. And more importantly, about the tech at the performance. Whoever was in the tech booth (if any) did a TERRIBLE job. TERRIBLE. He/she/it missed almost all of the light cues, and couldn’t get any of the PSAs (which were video presentations by Digiquest) to display property. So instead of actually seeing a few weeks of work by James, I got to see the master of ceremonies, a middle-aged white guy in 80’s rapper clothing, beatboxing to fill time.

But all in all, I really liked the performance. Fun stuff. Yeah. Woo. Conclusions should be unneccessary. Yup. Okay.

Arrgh. I finally remember the last thing I was going to say in yesterday’s blog…

On Sunday, to compete with the expectedly high ratings of “50 Years of I Love Lucy: Reruns 0\/\//\/2 j00” ABC aired a COMPLETELY un-cut version of Saving Private Ryan. They didn’t even block out any bad language. I’m not saying this to complain, but just because I’ve never heard such language on television, let alone prime time, let alone on network television.

But it attracted me, at least. I couldn’t get my eyes off the set.

Beetle Bailey: But finding Private Ryan is like finding a needle in a stack of needles!
Captain Millerlitedraft: FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING FUCK!
Me: yaaaay

South Park is going to have a lot to compete with.

My graphing calculator broke recently. Boo hoo. It was an old Casio with just a few features… nothing very special, but it got the job done. As anyone who goes to school probably realizes by now, everyone owns a TI calculator, not for its features of course but for its games. Yes, GAMES. When I was their age (wtf) I would bring my GAME BOY to school if I wanted games. But still, I needed a replacement. Why get a TI? I mean, all you can really do on it play those crappy games and perhaps graph stuff from time to time… why do that, when…

So I ordered a Handspring Visor instead, and now I am the envy of the whole school since I have better, more KICK-ASS games than they do. Falldown? Puh! Why play that when you can play ZAP 2000!!!

Anyway, yeah. I own a Palm Pilot now. And even though I lost everything and the Palm had a fatal error while transferring files to it, the computer had made a backup right before that. Yes, the Handspring Visor is one cool piece of machinery. And file transfer, even over infrared, is really really fast… or fast enough for me. And of course it has available graphing calculator software.

In other news, I have this 5 page essay due tomorrow. I’ll be able to get it done, but it’s been taking me forever. Being alone, on the computer, with the internet, introduces thousands of possible distractions… like blogging for example, which I haven’t done in a while.

Shrek has really great music… I’m glad they’re coming out with a second soundtrack CD with the orchestrations on it… I’ll be sure to buy it. Harry Gregson-Williams is a great composer, and I’ll reaffirm that statement by appealing to all you gamer folk: he’s making the music for MGS2!

But as for my own music… no time for that. I’m still looking for a nice used digital piano for sale, but eBay and Craig’s List aren’t really presenting me with anything good these days.

My mom has pretty much divorced my stepdad, so he’s now seen as a “roommate.” I never cared at all about their relationship, even from the first mention of marriage. I’m even mentioning it only because I have nothing else to say.

BYEEEE! And read my comic! James is writing stuff for it now!