A Little to Do About Something

     I have been writing a piece about my recent trip back home to Virginia, more specifically about visiting the family home place.  Suffice to say that it is much longer than I had intended and seeing that I am already behind on my blog posting, I will need to save it for a later post.

    Last night I attended Bare Theatre’s production of  William Shakespeare’s play “Much Ado About Nothing”.  Let me say once again how much enjoyed that production and what a wonderful job cast and crew had done.  I do not profess to be a Shakespeare expert by any means.  I can only seem to remember a paltry few of the great quotes, I have to used online resources to decipher about 30% of the language when I read the text, and usually have to read over the text several time just to catch the basic themes.  Having said that, there is nothing quite like a well performed Shakespeare play.  I admit that he used the same formula in quite a number of his plays, the same characters seem to appear in a lot of the plays with different names, and the Elizabethan english and be cumbersome at times, but then you hit those moments, those magical lyrical laden lines, then you realize why he is referred to as the greatest playwright in the history of Western civilization.  No other writer have ever been so successful in blending poetry and prose.  No other writer captures the human condition, good and bad, and shines such a magnificent light even in the darkest corners of our collective soul.  

    There is a new movie coming out about Shakespeare called “Anonymous” which focus on the school of thought that there was no “William Shakespeare” in respect to that the common uneducated man from Stratford-upon-Avon, did not write the plays, but someone else did.  (I don’t know who the movie focuses on, but I believe such candidates to be Edmund deVere, Philip Sydney, and Sir Henry Neville to name a few).  I do not subscribe to this school of thought, and when I see the question “How could this    person who was not a gentlemen and who did not have any collegiate schooling write such amazing plays and sonnets?” I simply think he was just who he was supposed to be.  His talent transcended his station, just like a child musical prodigy can perform pieces of music that a person with a lesser degree of talent, yet years ahead  in training cannot.  Outside of the Bible, I do not know of any collected works which like a prism, breaks the single beam of the human condition and breaks out the spectrum of all it’s parts.  

     It is late, I need to hit the hay.  I am sure I will give more of my opinions concerning Shakespeare in future posts.

In the beginning there was the blog...

     And thus it begins; my attempt to broadcast to the world my innermost thoughts, my introspective musings, and my take on the world.   As if there isn't enough of that going on already.  I had been debating with myself as to whether or not I would start a blog.  I used to keep one back in the MySpace days (it is still there, I think), but once Facebook took over, I simply let it go, seeing that no one was on MySpace anymore.  So why start another blog?  Simply because I want to.  As much as I might want people to read this and be entertained, informed, induced to correspond, or simply to be amazed by the grandeur of it all, the primary reason that I am blogging is because I want to do it for me.  I have tried keeping a handwritten journal, but I have never had much success with those.  I am on a computer a lot though and typing is easier than writing for me so it seems like a good fit. The next question (to myself in this decision process)  was  why the need to publish?  Why not just keep a digital journal? What is the fun in that?  Anyway I think the past couple of years I've been a bit closed off while dealing with this whole "40ish" thing so doing this publicly is a good step toward reaching out and embracing the world (well the virtual world, but no avatars).
    So here I am, a brand new blushing blogger.  I wonder what the stats are for blogs?  Does a blog usually go on for 1 month, 2 month, a year?  What is the life expectancy?  I suppose I and or we shall find out.  I make no promises, yet perhaps I should.  Perhaps I should commit to doing this for a set amount of time.  I will make it easy and commit to at least one blog post a week for the next 3 months, so that is 12 posts with a due date of 01/22/12.   This does not mean that i can write a bunch of posts on January 11th, or perpetuate this blog with lists ( I will try to limit the amount of my "Top 10" lists).
    Ok, so with all that out of the way I have the introduction almost finished.  The last subject I would like to touch on in this post is the title.  For those of you that may be unfamiliar with the line "there ain't no sanity clause" it comes from the Marx Brother's film "A Night at the Opera" in a brilliant scene between Groucho and Chico. Plus I feel like the title suits my humor.
    That is all for now.  For those of you who may think this is lame, well don't read it, move on and try to find happiness. To the ambivalent, I emphasize with you, because that is how I have felt about a lot of these types of endeavors int eh past.  Finally to those who are excited about my electronic transcript, well by all means let me know.