Year: 2006

I’d like to send out a hearty welcome to a good friend who has joined LJ to be safe from harm. Props go to . w00t w00t.

Yoss and I recorded a show last week, and I didn’t get a chance to post about it. Check the feed and subscribe.

Opening night was last night for CST’s “Macbeth” and it was a hit. I only screwed up ….. Well, since I NEVER screw up, because I’m perfect, that sentence can go unfinished. Come see the show, it’s really good.
After that, we went out for drinks and such at a place on Emek called “Coolinary” – what a terrible pun. It’s big on the wine, and only have one type of beer, so I don’t think I’ll be frequenting there very often. The service was great, though, and they had about as much fun as we did.

See you at the theater!

Last night, Dan and I installed a nice little electronic switch in the theater’s intercom.
The intercom has been located under a curtained off corner, that usually contains lots of set parts, walls, etc in a large mess, and lucky for all of us, the intercom is in the farthest corner from civilization.
With the use of some CAT-5 STP cable, two screwdrivers, a razor, a cutter, soldering iron and solder, and a little electric tape, the intercom has been relocated closer to reality, and has had a small switch added to the top of it.
Through rigorous testing (and using another intercom as reference), we managed to pipe the only circuit that causes the loud buzzer to ring when someone at the gate presses the button through a simple on/off switch. This is primarily to prevent the buzzer being sounded during a performance (which has happened quite a few times before) and driving everyone mad. The intercom retains all of its other functions even when the kill switch is off. Just the buzzer is gone.
Fun and rejoicement resound through the hills of Avalon.

So me being a stupid idiot, I fell for the temptation of the stupid interview meme.
I saw that had posted one here, and added that I am up for it, but she should be careful wuth the questions.
Seeing as she wasn’t, I guess I’ll answer her anyways.

1. Leave me a comment saying, ‘Interview me.’
2. I will respond by asking you five questions of a very intimate and creepily personal nature. Or not so creepy/personal. Or downright silly, taking into account how I think. Or not, depending on how I feel.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

1. Name three things that make you believe your mind is dirtier than mine. (Heh heh.)
A. I have the capability of taking whatever you have and taking it one step further.
B. Whenever presented with the possibility of sexuall innuendo/situation, I manage to find the lowest possible comment
C. I’m a dirty old man, whereas you can’t ever be that.

2. What major changes/surprises do you expect to happen in your life in the upcoming year? (This is after your “one year” post).
That’s kind of hard. Prediciton has never been my strongest trait, but some developments have started in different fields, and who knows where the wind will take me? Life is constantly evolving into something more complex than I ever thought it could be the moment before, so the revelations continue to be surprising as ever.

3. Is there any particular subject that will make you friends-lock an entry?
Simply put, no. I don’t believe in censorship in any shape or form. If it’s not going to be reveled to the world, it’s not going online. The whole friends-lock is kind of complicated, as I have many non-LJ-user blog friends, and I like the open-ness of the online journal/blogging. I know that my folks and some co-workers read my LJ, and it’s fairly easy to find me just by Googling me. So I won’t conceal anything, as it defeats my personal views. If you want something private, write it in a diary – on paper.

4. If you weren’t texan, what WOULD you be? (Not necessarily geographic affiliation. Identity in general.)
That’s kind of hard to answer. I am not a “full-blooded” Texan – I was actually born in California, but spent most of my developing years in Texas. I think I’ve kept a lot of mannerisms from that time of my life, but I’ve included a lot that I was exposed to since, having spent a lot of time in Israel throughout the terrible teenager time of my life.
In short, if I wasn’t a Texan, I’d probably be a cross between a nasty New Yorker and a relaxed Californian.

5. Name three famous women you’d have sex with if ever given theopportunity. And I mean with no reservations, whether married, busy,ill – you’d do them anyway.
A. Angelina Jolie (from her Lara Croft or Fast and Furious looks, not the Hackers one).
B. Christina Applegate – but only from her Kelly Bundy years, even though she did develop into a older hottie, I still lvoe the dumb blonde look.
C. Natalie Portman – a nice Jewish girl (as long as she still has her hair – no shaved heads for me, thank you).
D. (I know you said three, but….) Lucy Liu – not as if I could ever get that, but a man can dream, right?

So there it is.
I hope you had fun reading this, and please send all cashier’s checks to my POB in the Cayman Islands.

So a friend invited me to her first “blogversary” – a whole year since she started to blog.
This made me look at some things.
It’s been a year since I started working at my current job.
It’s been almost a year since I started driving Stella.
It’s been almost a year since Shannon.

It’s been almost a year since a lot of things – but most importantly, I have survived all that, and much much more.
It just makes me wonder if I actually have the capability of surviving longer than I ever thought I would, and that thought makes me shiver with fear.

What if I survive a nuclear holocaust? What if I survive the remaining wars amongst the few people left? After that, what is there to survive for?

I know, I know, kudos to me for the optimism, right?
Just weird thoughts flitting through at late hours.

So here I am at the mechanic’s and in keeping up with the technological world, they have a wireless network running.
Now I have a lovely new smart phone with built in wireless, so naturally I felt the need to avail myself of the free service.
So there.

There’s nothing like it.
Driving the highways, dodging the maniacs that are trying to actively kill me, as if they could no longer distinguish reality from GTA:Vice City, and doing all of this to different kinds of music.
This morning’s random playlist consisted of some Irish tunes and German death metal.
The evening ride, during which I almost nearly got killed by more stupid people had a large country selection of Alabama and Brooks & Dunn.

It’s very (sur?)real, but so much fun I don’t know how some bikers don’t.

Thank you, iPod Shuffle! Thank you, xTremeMac for making the armband! (no longer sold on their website. boo hoo!)

So the larger part of yesterday was spent in the the saddle, traversing a large part of the central areas of Israel.
This is all in anticipation of a biker’s day activity that Dan & I are trying to put together.
It wasn’t as much fun for , who received the bad end of the deal being tossed around a lot for hours on end.

This Independence Day promises much fun and craziness – between a party at some friend’s place the night of, to a company picnic the day of, to another rehearsal the night after. I have already been invited to about 5 other events which I’m contemplating, but we’ll see. A friend is also putting together a BBQ of her own, so maybe I’ll drop by after the company party.
This day brings on mixed feelings.

Yes, it’s great that the Jewish people have a place to live. I wonder if the Palestinians have an Independence day too? So we fight, bleed and die to get this land, and 50-odd years later, “You want a piece (intended pun!)? Have some!”
And let’s not even go to the barbecue subject. Everyone seems to think that if you can cover the landscape with smoke and smell of burnt cow-flesh, then you have done your patriotic duty.
Well, what about us !@#$ed vegetarians, eh? Maybe I don’t like my clothes smelling like I was caught in a burning farm with 3 angry cows.

In any case, we shall see what the new celebration brings and rejoice that my rented house, the one I pay tons of rent and Arnona fees that is more than reasonable, is under Israeli rule. Yipee.
Cue: “Send In the Clowns”

Peace, I’m out.

Ok, it’s been way too long without a post, a podcast, or other proof of my existence.
So it’s late, and I’m going to keep this short.

After having closed “She Stoops to Conquer” wonderfully and completely without flubbed lines, I have now dove into rehearsals for Macbeth. My second attempt at Shakespeare, first one that actually requires me to act. Yay.

Life is hectic, trying to do too much with too little and somewhat appearing a little flustered because of it. This, too, shall pass. (Will it?)

So, to everyone who still hasn’t deleted this or removed all links from their memory, Happy Chernobyl day!
May all your meltdowns result with as hellish consequences.

So today there were lotsa people over to assist in ‘s attempt to sort these books out before the next convention.
Lots of fun, and while they were at it, I made a nice salad, with ‘s assistance, of course.

Tonight will be the final showing of CST’s “She Stoops to Conquer” at 9pm. This will mark the finale of probably the best show I’ve been in, and possibly the hardest part I’ve had to play ever.
It’s bound to be a blast.
Come one, come all.

Ok, it seems I have a serious problem updating my LJ – I am a bit lazy.
Go figure.

A lot of events are happening in my life, and if you are one of the privileged, you know about the most recent one – the bike trip.
It was a lot of fun except for the one thing, and that kind of kept going much after the trip and is still painful.

On the much brighter side, the CST production of “She Stoops to Conquer” only has three shows left! Tonight, Monday, this Thursday and our closing night is on Saturday. If anyone needs details, let me know.
It’s a great show, with a great cast, with our own problems and quirks, but it all makes up the wonderful comedy that it should.
I’ve never really had to play the “straight guy” while everyone in the audience gets a good laugh. Keeping a straight face is harder than you could ever imagine.

I also realize it’s been forever since the last podcast – and I hope to rectify this soon. Life is a little messy these days and I need a break in order to put the puzzle pieces back together and get everything in order again. It could take some time.

Another thing that has been surfacing in my upper thoughts is the possibility of leaving the country for a more reasonable place to live. It has been my opinion that Israel is determined to make life extra difficult for you. Now, don’t go shouting “The grass is greener!” etc. but I really think that if something can be made difficult, it is. I always thought life was meant to be enjoyed, not suffered. If anyone knows of some decent job-finding sites for the hi-tech expert in the USA, let me know. Not that I am committing to anything just yet, but I’d like to know what’s out there.

I’ve begun catching up on blogs that I should – and here’s my friend Chava‘s perspective – interesting and fresh. Have fun!