Department of Redundancy Dept.

During the Depression...the Midwest was plagued by an anomaly in weather which resulted in no rain and lots and lots o' wind....resulting in the Dust Bowl...now farmers with no money and, literally, no land to farm, were forced to take to the Mother Road to feed their families....Californians didn't want anything to do with these deadbeats and labeled them, accurately, "okies."....Now...very much in the same vein as the "n" word.....if you don't come from Oklahoma....don't call me an Okie...cause I will hit you....and, for the love of Budda, stop referring to THE University of Oklahoma(at Stillwater)...as "Okie" State...I mean..........shit

Carl Sandburg once said that...

and I think he was trying to say that all actors want to play Hamlet as the total and consuming tragedy that the role of Hamlet commands is one that they and only they, with their immeasurable talent, could possibly justifiably present...

I bet I've read that poem five hundred times since my speech teacher in high school showed me Sandburg...

but that's not what I read...

I read in his words that everyone loves drama...craves it...invents it for lack of quantity....sadly, feels empty without it....

so if it's people at work that are a little too pushy of their needs with you...or it's a wisecracking, anonymous blog reader that thinks it's funny to bag on people getting you riled, maybe even concerned that you're not the expressionist you may have convinced yourself you are, well...

i guess the curtain calls.



THEY all want to play Hamlet.
They have not exactly seen their fathers killed
Nor their mothers in a frame-up to kill,
Nor an Ophelia dying with a dust gagging the heart,
Not exactly the spinning circles of singing golden spiders,
Not exactly this have they got at nor the meaning of flowers
O flowers, flowers slung by a dancing girl in the saddest play the inkfish, Shakespeare, ever wrote;
Yet they all want to play Hamlet because it is sad like all actors are sad and to stand by an open grave with a joker's skull in the hand and then to say over slow and say over slow wise, keen, beautiful words masking a heart that's breaking, breaking,
This is something that calls and calls to their blood.
They are acting when they talk about it and they know it is acting to be particular about it and yet: They all want to play Hamlet.
--Carl Sandburg

you know...whoever came up with the idea of "art for art's sake" screwed it up for all of us out there who enjoy pictures and paintings of things.... not ideas...

Now that's not to say that I am incapable of understanding, appreciating and relating to art through the expression of idea, moods and feelings....it just that when we allowed the artist the ability to label art... what we really were doing was giving poetic license to many, many no talent hacks out there living their "dream" of emoting through their chosen medium...

So everyone should express themselves...but saying it out loud doesn't necessarily make it worth hearing...

I just want to know where is it written that if you move to Taos after finally mustering up the courage to leave your husband of 20 years because you needed your freedom...because after 20 years of being a team player you don't feel you got your share...now your an artist...

In my opinon...your a sherk...escapist....

life got hard and you forgot your helmet...

now it aromatherapy...new age flute music....and (most importantly) your art....

for art's sake...

and this.

another shitty blog

Okay...this is some crazy shit...For the first time Tag will be an Olympic Sport...that's fucking "A" right...tag.

Now...you know who's on the fucking...and I find this hard to type...the U.S. Olympic Tag Team?

Dante Hall (NFL's leading punt returner), Deion Sanders, Terrell Owens and the Pride of Oklahoma State...Barry F. Sanders....

so now we got a Tag Team...which is nice...

European Vacation gets a raw deal...and Beverly D'Angelo was(and still is in my book...but my book is a little freaky-deaky) one of the most underrated sex symbols in movies in the last 25 years...

I don't really understand the whole craze with American Idol...I mean...for the most part ,what the collective public crave and craze over I see why and probably more times than not I am right along with them...Big Brother....Friends....The Apprentice...Sopranos...even Sex in the City...good Monday Morning water cooler talk...no doubt...

But American Idol never took hold....and I don't mind...

another one is blogging....

hence.