Spring/summer cleaning
VOX: I've a new layout: Desert Night by the wonderful Tiff. It's not only gorgeous by itself, but it also makes me think of Krazy Kat, which is the pinnacle of human creativity as far as I am concerned.
ELSEWHERE: I've got my LJ for staying in touch with friends and posting things too playful / unfinished / other to be featured in the main place, and as far as that is concerned, right now I'm in the middle of a huge rearranging of everything I've ever committed to the web.
This is in a way a reflection of some rather notable changes awaiting me in Real Life soon. Wish me luck...
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Coconino County cachet, dunnit?
Hurray for Herriman!
( I had Ange research & write an essay about him when she was 9.)
Tangentially ...
One time I was rehearsing a show of mine with a bunch of actors,
and Ange was there because she was running lights.
And we were taking a break, all yadda yadda between scenes,
and somehow Popeye the Sailor got referenced.
And one of the actors ~ a nice enough guy but a touch bombastic
and very proud of his storehouse of trivia ~ this guy pipes up with:
"Yeah, he was created by a guy named E. C. Segar."
And he's got this tone of self-satisfaction and such a smug look on his face
~ as if no one else could possibly possess such knowledge, wtf? ~
that I reckon it might be a good move if he were somewhat, well, humbled.
So I turn to Ange, who was only 14 at the time, and I say,
"You hear that, kiddo? B.P. says that Popeye was created by E. C. Segar. "
"Uh huh," says Ange.
"And where," I ask her, "did that creation, Popeye, first appear?"
"In Thimble Theatre, Dad," says my precocious spawn,
and B.P.'s smugly beaming phiz sort of crumples inwardly
and he remains relatively quiet for the rest of rehearsal.
:)