So, I'm directing Troilus & Cressida this summer. Boy, what a piece of work. Acidic smartassery. Sometimes I think Shakespeare hated absolutely everyone, if you weren't Anglo-Saxon royalty, you weren't shit. It will be hard not to stage this sincerely. 2006 Playlist Clumsy - Fergie Eleven (Extended Club Mix) Tracking Treasure Down Dust In The Wind - Gabriel & Dresden Punkrocker - Teddybears ft. Iggy Pop
Distance: 3.25 miles
Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 62°
Climate: breezy!
Pavement: dry
Mood: creative
Lots of thoughts about the solo show. Complete re-write, neat one hour. Answer all the questions. Intimate, audience of ten, surprisingly location. Probably in the summer. To raise money -- in case I need it -- for a race.
Pace: 8:49
Stretches: yes
Okay, so? I run faster in the warm weather. Will this hurt me, that is the question. Did my stretches, I will have to remember to record how the rest of this day goes.
David Bowie in Cleveland, 1976 Photo by Janet Macoska
Each morning I read to my son to fill the time before we walk up the street to catch the bus. These days, we are reading The Martin Chronicles by Ray Bradbury.
This morning, I read this. It seemed poignant.
The stars were white and sharp beyond the flesh of the Martian, and they were sewn into his flesh like scintillas swallowed into the thin, phosphorescent membrane of a gelatinous sea fish.
You could see stars flickering like violet eyes in the Martian's stomach and chest, and through his wrists, like jewelry.
Yes. Yes, we could see it.
Distance: 2.5 miles
Avg Pace: 8:16
Duration: 20:41
Route: Three times around the block
Running business ... I have had some difficult nights recently. I wake with whichever thigh and hip I am sleeping on aching, and have to roll over. And over. And over. Maybe six to eight times a night. And it takes some time to get back to sleep almost each time.
Meantime, it is now cold. The pavements yesterday and today froze before anyone could shovel them. There is snow, which is fine, but also great clumps of crusty ice chunks tossed up from the plows. It's the kind of thing which, even if you don't outright twist and ankle, can leave your joints feeling much more taxed and tired.
But running is so much better than not running.
1976 Playlist Golden Years - David Bowie Play That Funky Music - Wild Cherry Beat On The Brat - The Ramones Fly Like An Eagle - Steve Miller Band Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap - AC/DC More, More, More pt. 1 - Andrea True
A little more than three years ago my wife woke and checked her iPad to learn David Bowie had released a new song, from a new album, on his 66th birthday. We lay together in bed before dawn and watched the video for Where Are We Now? He was still with us.
What can you do when confronted with the just released music video for Lazarus? It's perverse and chilling and hilarious. He knew he was dying, and produced a new musical, a new album and this artifact.
Surprised that my wife made it an entire day without a single match. Today is our anniversary, and we will celebrate by (among other events) taking in the USA v. Germany match at Gallagher's which is frequented by the American Outlaws, a USA National Soccer Team fan club. Win or lose, I am looking forward to that.
For the kids, much of our North Carolina vacations have involved Disney Channel. Last night's viewing of Teen Beach Movie made me long for the sweet, subtle sophistication of Lemonade Mouth.
"I don't think people were put here to be happy. I think if you decide to be an artist or a writer, you automatically accept the responsibility of being alone. However, after your 50 or 60 years are up you'll be able to look back and see this output that you've done that will endure long after you're gone, and will continue to fill the minds of millions of people."
- Jim Steranko (from Marvel Comics: The Untold Story)
Temperature: 78°
Distance: 3.2 miles
Rose earlier than ever today, a little past six. Wrote, read, drank coffee, and took what was the sweatiest run I have taken all week. The temperature was the same, but the sun was more fierce. Perhaps it had something to do with the tide ... the tide was high, and so I had to run in softer sand. The exertion perhaps. And I entirely forgot to eat anything again.
Ain't That Peculiar Playlist Ain't That Peculiar * - Marvin Gaye The Payback (Live) - James Brown (Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher and Higher - Jackie Wilson Dancing Machine - The Jackson 5 I Never Loved a Man(The Way I Love You) - Aretha Franklin Shotgun - Junior Walker Never Can Say Goodbye - The Jackson 5 Try Me - James Brown (I Know) I'm Losing You - The Temptations Got To Get You Into My Life - Earth Wind & Fire
The girl was up until one a.m. last night, her aunt bleaching her hair. These are things you do on vacation, so she's not really up for running with me this morning but we discussed the possibility of her putting in a mile on her own when the tide goes out, and her parents are in the bar.
