Only the voluntary homage paid by the living to the unqualified and dangerous dead
I have managed very little with the day beyond capitalism and serving as a platform for sleeping cats, but I recognize the latter of these two activities as imperative. Have some links.
1. I had never before heard of "Waka Waka Bang Splat," an ASCII poem composed by Fred Bremmer and Steve Kroese around 1990. I liked this note about regional pronunciations, which of course contains some folk drift of its own.
2. As I am still not comfortable in theaters, I would not be attending Perfection, of a Kind: Britten vs Auden even were I in the right country for it, I just wish they were offering virtual tickets. Even if he's just reprising his scenes from The Habit of Art, I am charmed by the idea that Alex Jennings has become an interpreter of Britten—it was my successfully imprinting introduction to him as an actor. I didn't realize Night Mail (1936) was ever performed outside of its GPO film context.
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cyphomandra: on the other hand, the British Library is selling tickets for the livestream of The Dark is Rising and Other Stories: Susan Cooper and Natalie Haynes in Conversation. I can't remember what happened last year to prevent me listening to the radio adaptation, but I enjoyed its incidental music.
I don't think it is much of a news flash that I am very tired. Do I know anyone who's not?
1. I had never before heard of "Waka Waka Bang Splat," an ASCII poem composed by Fred Bremmer and Steve Kroese around 1990. I liked this note about regional pronunciations, which of course contains some folk drift of its own.
2. As I am still not comfortable in theaters, I would not be attending Perfection, of a Kind: Britten vs Auden even were I in the right country for it, I just wish they were offering virtual tickets. Even if he's just reprising his scenes from The Habit of Art, I am charmed by the idea that Alex Jennings has become an interpreter of Britten—it was my successfully imprinting introduction to him as an actor. I didn't realize Night Mail (1936) was ever performed outside of its GPO film context.
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I don't think it is much of a news flash that I am very tired. Do I know anyone who's not?

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!! !!!
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Huh. I was today years old when I learned, etc.
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Or maybe it *was* available but I, like you, just missed it.
Cool about the tickets for this event, though!
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PS, having clicked through the incidental music link
Re: PS, having clicked through the incidental music link
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The only adult I know who isn't very tired is one of of my twentyish coworkers. I have three twentyish coworkers. The other two are very tired.
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So relatable! *hugs*
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In Alan Mendelsohn, The Boy from Mars, the Higher Plane of Consciousness (which is actually a vaguely boring jungle planet) known as Waka-Waka is reached by activating your latent psychic powers of telepathy, minor telekinesis, etc..
< So when you're in Waka-Waka, you're in one of the standard typesetting denotations for telepathy. >
I didn't know those were called waka-wakas. But I will bet Pinkwater does. It seems the sort of thing he would know.
That's enough internet for the time being. I'm going to go do something else before I injure my brain any further. Waka-fucking-Wakas.
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