The last leg

I don't think Kwinter has made it online yet, so here she is! Isn't she lovely?

I'm back in Hamilton for the last month of school. Things are good and I'm ready for this last stretch. Last night I went to see a play and it wasn't very good. What frustrated me most was again the name dropping that I complained about the other day. At one point a character listed a whole number of authors; T.S. Eliot, Salinger, Fitzgeral... a whole long list... and then listed some classical musicians. It had no bearing on the storyline and it really annoyed me. So often this happens as if playwrights and novelists think that by including the greats in their work it will somehow improve the quality of that work. In contrast, the movie Sideways took a different approach by including the lines of a book (that I didn't recognize but my brother did). This way, those who are familiar with the material can feel warm and fuzzy for being well read and those who are not can appreciate whatever message is being made. Name dropping is good for nothing. NOTHING, I say.

In other news, I also went to a party where some guy had brought his guitar. I am always drawn to music like this at a party because I know lyrics and love singing. Probably 'cause I like to be on display. But another guy at the party equated guitar at parties to group masturbation. He didn't further his point.