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I was just typing a huge post when firefox crashed! ah fuck it. I'll try to remember what I was talking about...
First It was about "Robbie McCauley" I was looking her up because I watched a documentary tonight that included part of her play "Sally's Rape" . I looked up McCauley on wiki but no info. Then I became distracted by one of wiki's features on Dixie, the song and it's history . This article lead me to Foghorn Leghorn and that lead me to a search for "southern dialect cartoon characters." I was also looking up VHS tapes on amazon that I could use for some audio appropriation.
This search lead me to a banned tape called "cartoon scandals" but that was kind of a dead end as that tape is to expensive for me to purchase for audio clippings.
Then I found this article and that lead me to looking up "Song of the South" they say the movie is banned but I remember seeing it in the theater. It was my second movie. Little Shop of Horrors with Rick Moranis
was my first but enough of that scarring. A few months later I must have seen Song of the South. I remember when the little boy gets hurt by the bull because Uncle Remus was leaving him just like his daddy did. Shit. It was heart wrenching. I think this movie was special for my parents and that is why they took me to the theater. It came out when they were children. It's controversial because it paints a happy picture of race relations in the south right around the time when share- cropping had started. As a child I was happily oblivious to the social connotations and completely immersed in the drama of the poor little rich white boys life.
Although this movie hasn't has a legal release (in the USA) since 1986 I read in it's wiki article that it will resurface in a special DVD edition for it's 60th anniversary in November.
My little niece, Kiah is 5 this year, the same age I was when I saw this movie. I would love to video tape her watching this movie and then ask her opinion on the social political situation of the reunited union.



and one last thing,
the folk tales uncle Remus (fictinal character by the way) tells in this movie are a significant part of southern heritage. The question for me is who do they belong to? Jim Crow laws really fucked the progress of the south but at the same time maybe a certain time for autonomy was good to help with the shifting from slave economy to industrial economy. I say that not for the white people though, the whites were the villains and the blacks the victims of that situation. How does one go from being an oppressor to being a friend and how does one go from being the oppressed to being a friend, and just hanging out, you know? Exactly what happened and why is still puzzling 150 years later. I wonder if time helps or does it make things more confusing? If it helps then why is there still these statistical economic inequalities among races? Why is their still a concept of race?
... but what i think about the tales is they belong to anyone who has an interest and just like the mythologies of the bible or the koran are worthwhile so are these moral oral tales. The whole oral tradition thing is slowly going down the toilet since literacy came along. I like telling stories but it's difficult to get a listener and also difficult to learn how to tell a good story. I wonder if my life would be more or less difficult it I were illiterate? I imagine I would have to be more physically active. I'd be even more poor but probably less in debt.
back to Uncle Remus, these tales were recorded in a hard dialect. I can't read them unless I speak them aloud in my head. Here is a link where you can find some info on this archiver that used the Remus character

calling all peeps!
I'm in a cepa show. Cool. Come come come. Pleaseeeee.
I wanna show y'all some things, things you may like or not like but how will you know if you don't come?

Ok,
I found one of my old high school friends on My Space. I sent him a pic of him and his girlfriend/ now wife and he sent me this picture or my and my old friend shannon. I have no idea when this was taken. Maybe i was 15 or 16.

HEAD OVER TO SQUEAKY WHEEL FOR THE RESOLUTIONS AFTER PARTY (712 Main St.)
Featuring a performance by HEADLESS BABY + 3 and installations by Stephan Apicella-Hitchcock; Gregg Biermann; Brandon Blommaert; Jax DeLuca; Stephanie Maxwell in collaboration with Peter Byrne and Allan Schindler; Mike Olenick; Julie Perini; and Rozi Peters.

and I burned the stuff, the fucking dried tomatoes. How is one supposed to cook those things? Then the smoke detector in my bedroom went off and in a few moments I will head down to the pink smelling of garlic and onions. At least that should keep the vampires away.
I hear it will snow and be cold. I've really got to sort out this bureaucratic car stuff. I guess I'll be waking up early, watching it's a Different World and the Cosby show then walking my happy ass to the metro station.
Today on the shuttle bus to north campus I was noticing the smell of people on public transport. I could so smell the garlic on my fingers. Then I could smell the waves of musk from the boy new to me. It was unpleasant musk. I hate that. I wish I could love every smell. Let's think of the 5 senses. Ok, It is possible to hear good and bad sounds, smell good and bad smells, taste good and bad taste, see good and bad sites, and touch good and bad materials. It's strange that something that taste good doesn't necessarily smell good and so on. What a deceitful world we live in.

germany has changed the way i eat but for how long? i so had a philly cheesesteak today so i'm already slipping.

Orgasms feel like butterflies flying. The convulsions in the vaginal canal, you know?It's like fluttering wings I imagine. I wonder what is the relation between the convulsions of an orgasm and the contractions of labor?
Sadly enough I've never noticed any vaginal spasms while actually having sex with a guy. I rarely have orgasms during sex and when I do they're not so great because I'm so distracted with this other person. It's difficult for me to concentrate on my own body. What is the force of this subtle spasm as compared with the weight of the old in and out? I'm cool with this because the best part of sex with someone is not actually orgasm but getting there, ha-ha, or in my case attempting to get there.

I want to understand guy's orgasms. What man would ever want to have sex without having an orgasm? Hmm... sounds like a man I'd like to meet.
I wonder, does pump pump pump explode get boring for everyone or just me. It's such a predictable cycle; it turns sex into masturbation, kind of... from my view. Masturbation is good but you always know the final result. The intensity of orgasm can vary but it is only degrees of the same thing.

Maybe some of you men can tell be how you feel during an orgasm? I've known a few guys who after their orgasm seem to become full of doubt. Is that common? I usually just feel like having a cigarette.

i'm so tired, totally jet lagged and drank half a bottle of cold medicine this morning. I've been awake since 5:30. I'm at north campus waiting around for rzoo to finish up so I can try to hitch a ride home. I want to have a long nap and go over to the pink after that. I have some drinking buddies I need to catch up with. I can't wait to have a chicken sandwich from the pink. Come on out y'all!
What an easy day for my students. I kept them here for 30 minutes. That is all. Monday will be serious, ha ha. It's time to animate some shit (not literally). I plan on making some really silly demos. I think this is going to be a fun class. I was happy to force register a girl. I love boys and everything but I have to wonder why my classes are always so predominately male. Don't woman want to make movies, express themselves? It is strange that there are so many female grad students but so few female undergrads, at least in my area. What is up with that?
I feel like I'm back at home, back at my institution. I feel a million miles from weimar and it makes me sad because even though there were less people who cared about me there, I felt as though I had more space to follow my desires, less responsibilities. One thing I realized in weimar is how much I love teaching. I hope these students don't think I'm to much of a flake after the brief performance I gave them today. Well, I told them I'm insane and if they can't deal with it...run.

Definitions of jet lag on the Web:
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* Condition resulting when travel across time zones leaves a person feeling "out of sync" with local time at his or her destination.
www.shuteye.com/glossary.asp

* A temporary disorder that causes fatigue, insomnia, and other symptoms as a result of rapid air travel across time zones.
www.sleepcompliance.com/html/glossary.htm

* A disturbance induced by a major rapid shift in environmental time during travel to a new time zone. Symptoms include fatigue, sleep and impaired alertness.
www.apneaboard.com/definitions.htm

* Definition: The tired, often disorienting way a passenger feels after traveling through many time zones in a short amount of time.
mayfee1.tripod.com/safejurnee/id28.html

* fatigue and sleep disturbance resulting from disruption of the body's normal circadian rhythm as a result of jet travel
wordnet.princeton.edu/perl/webwn

* Jet lag (or "jetlag"), also jet syndrome, is a physical condition caused by crossing time zones during flight. The condition is generally believed to be the result of disruption to the circadian rhythms (i.e. the "light/dark" cycle) of the body. It can also be exacerbated by experiencing sudden changes in climate or seasonal conditions, as well as the reduced oxygen, partial pressure, excess noise and low humidity commonly experienced in the cabin of an aircraft.
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Good Morning everybody. I'm a little insane right now. I don't understand how I can have jet jag when I have such a fucked up sleeping pattern but I'm certain that I do. Eastwood says that sometimes it can take 10 days to get over. I didn't notice a problem when I flew into Berlin, or course at that time I went on a week long drinking binge that involved seeing the sun rise a few times. I keep having these dreams about people I met in weimar. Usually I'm in my hometown in GA in the dreams. that's weird.
Well, tonight is wednesday so I reckon I'm going to mosey on down to the pink round midnight. Looks like pink night could be moving to thursday due to the ladies teaching schedules. Speaking of teaching I have a course to teach at 1 today. Today is an easy day though so...
Unfortunately I ran up a huge library fine in my absence from UB. I've come to the conclusion that libraries are evil capitalist institutions. I should know for sure by tomorrow. It's time for me to take a bath, go have one of those feta spinach omelets at town diner and then off to the train to get to school. Eastwood gave me a car last night but I've got to get the title and inspection shit straight before I drive it.
My god! Ich habe eine gross hunger.