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[plumtreeblossom]

I was crossing Berkeley Street when I saw a cluster of three people dressed in all black. Not goth, but just the classic Urban Uniform of black pants, black shirt, black shoes and belt. As I looked at them, I thought "How uninteresting they look in those clothes, how conformist, how very uimaginative and insipid." Then I looked down at my own outfit.

All black.

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So the futon sofa is finally assembled, and Chris and I think we might have a party on Saturday October 9th for T@Fers and alumni, after the tech work day. I'd like to make a big pot of spaghetti with different sauces for vegans, veggies, and meatasaurs. Folks can bring beer and beverages and other side items. I'll ask around to make sure its a good weekend for enough people.

I was proud of my chorus girls on Wednesday. This is tough material, by virtue of length definitely but even moreso in the tricky fugue-like delivery of the text. I really really wish we had a script page layout with the parts side by side the way Philip Glass was, but I didn't even think of it until this very minute as I'm typing this. I could have made one if I'd thought of it sooner, but it's too late now as everyone has already marked up their script. I might have to make one for myself though if I'm going to memorize all 3 parts. That's the only way I can assemble this sort of text in my head and have it stay.

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[muffyjo]

I think Elizabeth typed out the whole script, you can ask her for a copy and fix it the way you want it. Might make it easier to memorize? Just problem solving.

[plumtreeblossom.livejournal.com]

Yes, I have the Word file of it. I'm going to do it today. And anyone who wants one can have one.

[infinitehotel.livejournal.com]

"How uninteresting they look in those clothes, how conformist, how very uimaginative and insipid."

Last winter at Arisia, there were so many people in some kind of black fetish-wear that after awhile I found myself unconsciously filtering them out. It was a democratic filter; it didn't matter if it was a chubby guy in a Utilikilt or a statuesque blonde in spike heels and latex. After the second dozen, they all started to blend, and eventually I stopped noticing them at all.

Nonconformity suffers when too many people are doing it. :)

[plumtreeblossom.livejournal.com]

I went to Arisia 2 years ago and and felt the same thing. After a while, only the occasional person dressed in ordinary street clothes looked distinctive from the goth-leather-furrie-fetish herd.

[plumtreeblossom.livejournal.com]

Because you wore a white shirt within the past 12 months. These things can't be forgiven.