Thursday, June 30, 2005

New Joeys

Hey, Just in case you wanted to change your icon... i thought i would give you some choices. we could all vote on it if you want us too.

here goes:
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HIIIIIIIII!

Hello everyone,

Dancin' D Sayin hey from up at da Playzow! Everything is going really well up here. Currently, I'm sitting in a completly empty snack bar (that happens a lot around here) so I figured I would drop everybody a line.

So again, Hi

What was that song again?

It was on the greenish Gilberto Album that folded out?.. It was about a Crab. It was good and fast tempoed. I think he did a version of "Yesterday" by the Beatles on that album too. Any help? Can you find it on iTunes? Cause I cant.

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Be safe this weekend, friends...

As a daughter of a doctor, I know there are a few holidays/events where we need to be super careful driving around town because of crazy drunks and the what not (I will leave it to you to define "and the what not") In Rapid City, these holidays/events include: (1) New Year's (2) The Rally (3) The Fourth of July and (4) Arbor Day.

Anyway, even though this did not happen on the 4th, I think it's important to note the arrest and circumstances. Treat it as a reminder that you need to make safe and mature decisions no matter where you are this weekend:

Man Accused of Drunk Shopping Cart Driving

DEVILS LAKE, N.D. - A man is accused of driving an electric-powered shopping cart around a grocery store here while drunk, endangering other customers.

Clifford Mattson, 27, was charged with disorderly conduct, a misdemeanor, Detective Sue Schwab said Tuesday.

Schwab said police went to the Leevers grocery store Monday afternoon, after reports of a drunken man driving the shopping cart into people and nearly knocking them down.

"He appeared to be actually driving after them," Schwab said. No one was hurt, she said.
The maximum penalty for the misdemeanor charge is 30 days in jail and a $500 fine, Schwab said. A court hearing was set for July 19.

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In related news, I will be road tripping to Devil's Lake, North Dakota, on July 19th.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Any one going to Eric and Ti's going away party?

(Cue Awesome Music)

I JOINED THE BLOG! I JOINED THE BLOG!

I promised I'd draw a picture of a dog for Spinfly if she let me join the blog.

Here's my "drawing." His name is Captain Otis B. Realz.

Sarah

Sidenote: Is it sad that I'm suddenly beyond giddy because I was invited to join the blog? Is this the new type of popularity rating? Gone are the designer clothing and ratings of athletic ability. Now...which blog gang are you in? (shows colors) I'm popular.

What dog are you?

Spinfly



Kamala

Can anyone help me?

Here is the dilemma. I have to go up to the Playzow tomorrow night to take pictures. It has happened a couple of times that I need to use my tripod and I am forced to get out my dinky, highly inadequate tripod to take some low light shots. After discussing my tripod woes with the "Head Asio Boss God Honcho", we decided to buy a newer much fancier tripod. (Yippy) here's the teerible dilemma. The new pod won’t be in till the 2nd, which of course is this Saturday; I have to be up to the Playzow tomorrow night...

Anyone got a tripod I could barrow?

Monday, June 27, 2005

Sorry Joey, couldn't resist

Art Show Pics




























Sunday, June 26, 2005

Kudos to Spinfly

Great job Spin! You did it. Love, grace, art, music and lessons of Damascus all in one lovely and memorible afternoon...International from the beginning and a beginning that is bound to go on for a long, long time.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

I will not be Bloggin tomoggin,

So here you go


*Tomoggin=tomorrow

Not that she ever comes to the Blog anymore, But...

Happy Birthday Kamala!

I thought we lived in America!

High court OKs personal property seizures


Majority: Local officials know how best to help cities

WASHINGTON (AP) -- -- The Supreme Court on Thursday ruled that local governments may seize people's homes and businesses -- even against their will -- for private economic development.

Click here to read the rest of the story

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Happy Solstice

Monday, June 20, 2005

Does our friend Sam have the answer?

Sam Hurst, 6-19: American troops are the problem in Iraq
By Sam Hurst, Journal columnist

In 1965, when Americans still believed that Lyndon Johnson's "Great Society" could end poverty in America's racially segregated cities, a dozen idealistic, white, middle-class community organizers moved into Newark, N.J., to organize the poor. Among them was a young journalist named Tom Hayden. This was before Hayden became a notorious anti-war agitator, three years before he was prosecuted for organizing demonstrations at the Democratic Convention in Chicago and eight years before he became "Mr. Jane Fonda."

Like many of the urban riots of the late 1960s, the rebellion in Newark in 1967 began when police beat up a black taxi driver arrested for a traffic violation. The city exploded when gossip spread that the man had died in jail. The governor was forced to call out the National Guard. After a week, 23 people were dead, 725 injured, 1,500 had been arrested, and inner city Newark had been torched.

Here's what is most interesting to me: The violence actually increased after the National Guard was called in to calm the riot.
Unable to find a political solution, unable to even find community leaders to negotiate with, the governor arranged a secret, late-night meeting with, you guessed it, Tom Hayden. This was a meeting that no governor would want anyone to know about.
Hayden's advice was calm and confident: "Withdraw the National Guard." His logic challenged every instinct that the governor had to keep the troops in place to stabilize the streets. After all, if he just pulled the troops out, the whole damn city would be burned. No serious political leader could turn the streets over to lawless thugs, especially on the advice of a twentysomething radical. But Hayden was relentless.

The troops themselves had become the fuel that fanned the fire, he argued. All the issues of police abuse, poverty, unemployment, had been pushed off stage by the single, rage-inspiring fact that the black community was now occupied.
Insurgents who had nothing in common with each other in day-to-day life found common ground against the National Guard. Genuine political activists with real grievances, petty criminals, all found a common enemy in the very troops sent to save their city. After hours of heated discussion, the governor relented. He pulled the troops out. The riot ended within 24 hours.
Here we sit in Iraq, our third year of war. The body count of American soldiers grinds upward each day, along with the death of unknown thousands of innocent Iraqi citizens. The electricity doesn't work. Clean water is scarce. Unemployment is high. The Iraqi government is factionalized and inept. The war bleeds red ink, and no one knows how to talk about the end game. We are trapped in quaint aphorisms like "Support the Troops" and shrill challenges to the patriotism of anyone who dares to question the voice behind the curtain.

Democrats are so lost that all they can do is argue that the origins of the war were a fraud, as if we haven't long since moved past the debate about weapons of mass destruction. History has already judged George Bush on that.
Republicans and Democrats alike are trapped in the logic that U.S. troops are bringing "stability" to Iraq while democracy sets its roots. Those Republicans who criticize the president - and the number is growing - actually argue that we need to send more troops to create more stability.

Writing in the New York Times this week, columnist Thomas Friedman suggests that: "Ever since Iraq's remarkable election, the country has been descending deeper and deeper into violence. But no one in Washington wants to talk about it ... Maybe it's too late, but before we give up on Iraq, why not actually try to do it right? Double the American boots on the ground."
Ah, the echoes of Vietnam. I think he's dead wrong.

American troops aren't the solution to the problem. They are the problem.

Like the Mexican finger trap that pulls tighter and tighter the more we pull against it, American troops are the incendiary fuel that sustains the insurgency, turning fascists into patriots, crackpot extremists into defenders of religion, all the while making allies out of mortal enemies. Our occupation creates the insurgency and compromises the ability of Iraq's newly elected government to claim any legitimacy on its own.

George Bush is not a man of nuance. He lives in a black and white world. Our troops are good and noble (notwithstanding a few maniac prison guards). Those who oppose us are savages. His arrogance makes him blind to the most basic, universal truth of community.

I am a liberal anti-war advocate. I have almost nothing in common with conservative Christians, or fat cat corporate executives. I despise their political ideologies, as they despise mine. But if my nation is invaded by foreign troops, no matter how they explain their occupation to themselves, I will fight the invaders shoulder-to-shoulder with other Americans.
Democracy is neither built nor defended at the end of an occupier's assault rifle. If we can understand this simple truth about ourselves, why can't we understand it about other cultures?

Iraq is burning. It is time for the late night voice of Tom Hayden.

Give Iraq a chance. Bring the troops home.

Sam Hurst is a Rapid City filmmaker. Write to samhurst@aol.com.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Is that a distant light I see?

Can a left-leaner possibly be hopeful yet? Democrat Urges Inquiry on Bush Iraq. Do we have to call it Downing Street Gate or can we just call it drowning-gate?

It will be interesting to watch the polls over the next few weeks PollingReport/right.htm. Check out the rest of the polls on the site too. Me thinks the webs they weave may be coming undone.

I know, I'm the polyanna of the group.

My Yesterday and a sad sign off

All right folks, I'm sure you've all been curious, so here is the story of my Wednesday.

It started when I woke up at 5:43, I left a note for mom to wake me up at 5:45, so when I rolled over and looked at the clock, I got a good laugh, good way to start the day I think.

So I showered, got dressed, ate some toast and killed a little time before I actually had to go. I headed out there and I was expecting to see some people loading up a van or some people standing around or something, no such luck. I went up stairs because I remembered their room number (I hoped I would see someone up there). Sure enough, there was someone hauling a large amount of audio equipment down the hall. I walked up to him, told him that I was their man for the day and asked if there was anything I could help carry anything. I grabbed some stuff and we went downstairs and they started talking to people, so I introduced myself and was told to wait around for the next van to leave. We waited around for a few minutes and the van pulled up, we loaded in and headed out for Hill City. On the way up I read that apparently it has been my life-long dream to drive an old west steam engine and they spelled my name Dillon. (I would just like to note now that I have never really thought of it, let alone let anyone believe that it was my life long dream.)

We pulled into Hill City and I was introduced to a number of other people, including the director, assistant director (who immedietly struck me as kind of a jerk), and the "talent" manager (the guy who tells the actor when they are needed and to hold an umbrella above them when nothing is shooting, somewhat unnecessary if you ask me, but a nice enough guy). So we do a couple of shots and then it is time to load up on the train. We all get on the train and I am told that I'm not supposed to be in any of the shots inside the train because it is implied that I'm driving the train, so the entire time I was in the car behind the shooting (it is my belief that I am on camera once though, they were kind of sloppy) nearly falling asleep.

We get to the first stop (Keystone) and we unload so we can have an extremely rushed explaination scene because train was going to be late otherwise. The audio didn't turn out at all. We all loaded back in the train and went on back to Hill City, got a better explaination scene and I actually drove the train (life dream or not, it was pretty cool). After all of this, we broke for lunch I had a quesidilla and called various people about gig things. During lunch I was told by the young man that I helped move stuff that morning that he never realized that I was "the talent" and they all joked about how I acted inappropraitely and needed to demand my trailer. Good note, it was rather fun to be referred to as the talent. Tee Hee.

After all of this I only had one more scene to shoot, where I was dressed in a hugh hefner getup (Smoking jacket, scarf, big goofy shades black pants and a pipe) and was standing aboard what was now labeled as "Dillon's Love Train" "Ladies Only" and 12 ladies were staring up at me longingly as they all say "Hi Dillon" and I reply by saying "All Aboard". After about 2000 shots of that they were finally finished with me. (I kept the "Dillon's Love Train" sign.)

There was a problem though, I rode up with them. So I waited around until another group left. I was in the car with a general crew member, both actors and the makeup gal. On the way back, the male actor asked me what I do and I told him that I did websites. He was interested immedietly, and asked me for a card. So Asio might have gotten a rather big client. YAY!

So, we pulled into the hotel and I hopped into my truck, drove home, ate two pieces of pizza and went down to the gig.

Twas a pretty hectic day and I'm glad that I had today to recover from it. But now, I must say goodbye to my beloved blog and bloggers for a while. I believe that I will have a laptop up at the playhouse after the Art and Music Showcase sponsored by Asio Studios scheduled for Sunday, June 26th from 2 - 8 pm Mountain time.

PLUG

Goodbye all, I shall miss you. I won't ask the folks who are frequent bloggers to pick up the slack for me, but those people who are part of the blog and haven't posted in months, weeks or even days should probably consider throwing their two cents in a bit more often.

Funding Cuts Target Public Broadcasting

Wine Celler Gig

Dylan's made quite a splash hosting his gigs at the wine celler.
I want to thank him for inviting me and Flick to play with the Slice last night.

And I thought it was wonderful that Chad Langford played bass on so
many tunes.

The tableside serenade that JFAT gave Jill McG. was both
breathtaking and tearjerking. Jeni kills with one tune.

I bet there are very few venues where completely acoustic performances
are given with no mikes or amps whatsoever.
It's a whole different way of playing. (The old way.)

The only thing I regret was not being able to be in two
places at once. I would like to have heard the ambient sound in the room,
and what an old screech Owl sounds and looks like when he's screaming
out the blues at the top of his lungs. I bet it was pretty funny. Did you see
my glasses flying off? What a nerd!

And Leonard... I swear! Was he conducting or what? That was just
remarkable, and wonderful. Talk about swapping energy!

And through it all, there were Dylan and Nick, layin' down good old slices
of banjo and dobro so that Flick the Fly could soar and dive like a falcon
on his Alto and Tenor Saxs. The crowd, too, was completely awesome –
especially the time when the music stopped and they just kept singing.

Really good vibration.

Thanks again, D.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

WTF?

Monday, June 13, 2005

Nick @ Night?

So, Wednesday morning I'm waking up at 7:00 (big deal if you know my current sleeping habits) to get ready and be at the Ramada Inn at 8:00 to go to Hill City. What I am doing there is recording segments for the road crew of Nick at Night. I'm not entirely sure, but I think what I'm going to be doing is involving the 1880 train. I do know that at some point I will be in a smoking jacket and scarf. It will be an interesting experience to say the least.

As for how I came upon this oppertunity; Jabari Morgan called me up yesterday morning and said that Irene had told him about this thing going on in Hill City and they needed someone to do it. Irene then gets on the phone and tells me that they actually had someone to do it, but apparently he fell out of a tree and broke both of his arms. Now don't get me wrong, I feel bad for the guy, but what the hell was he doing in a tree to fall out and break both arms? Anyway, they needed someone to fill in for said unfortunate fellow. I got the number to call from Irene, called it and talked to a fellow who asked me if I was mid to late twenties. I told him that I was actually 21 but have been told rather often that I look older. He then asked my experience and I told him about my previous summer at Storybook Island and Pitchfork and my work in A Few Good Men, he told me that they weren't particularly looking for "Theater Actors" but someone who is comfortable in front of a camera. I assured him that I would probably be able to handle it, I have been in front of cameras before after all. He said that he would get back to me later after he talked everything over with his production manager. I didn't think very much of it, considering Jabari was going to be calling as well, until I got a phone call later in the day saying that everything was a go and they would keep in touch with me over the next couple days getting everything set up. I was awestruck.

I had pretty much just gotten off the phone with the wardrobe lady before starting this post. The reason I didn't immedietly blog it is because it all is (even still) somewhat unbelieveable. I went for a walk yesterday, feeling very good about myself, and actually had to reassure myself that it wasnt a dream.

So there you go folks, Dancin' D is gonna be on Nick at Night. I hope I don't make a fool of myself, and if I do, it's at least looks good.

Saturday, June 11, 2005

Pops!!

How was New York, it's criminal that you haven't mentioned anything yet. Once again, we are all glad to have you back, the blog missed you.

Friday, June 10, 2005

Jesus Bush and God

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

This one is for you Sarah

Man's leg lands in yard

Police suspect remains are from airline stowaway
Wednesday, June 8, 2005 Posted: 9:18 AM EDT (1318 GMT)

FLORAL PARK, New York (AP) -- The body of an apparent stowaway was ripped in half during flight Tuesday and his leg crashed into a suburban neighborhood, where a homeowner found the severed limb in the middle of her lawn, authorities said.

Pam Hearne heard "a loud crash" and later was stunned to see a foot clad in an Adidas sneaker and a sock in her yard, said Officer Thomas Blanchard. The leg, with hip and spine attached, dented the shingled roof of her garage before bouncing into the lawn.

Police suspect the remains are from a stowaway who may have been crushed as the South African Airways jet lowered its landing gear on its approach to Kennedy Airport.

Federal Aviation Administration spokesman Jim Peters said the pilot of flight 203 would have probably started lowering the plane's landing gear in the sky over the home in Floral Park, about 5 miles from the airport.

Peters said a Customs agent that met the flight at the airport found another leg hanging from the wheel well.

The airline said in a statement that the flight landed with "no impact" on the passengers and crew and it was working closely with authorities to investigate how someone may have stowed away.

The flight originated in Johannesburg, and made one stop in Senegal. Authorities had not identified the remains, which were hauled away from Hearne's yard in a plastic bag.
Hearne, a special education teacher, said that when she first saw the leg in the grass, "it didn't look real."

"But I am very glad that I live where I do," she said, "so I don't have to run for my life like this man probably was doing."

There have been cases of stowaways being crushed by the mechanism in aircraft wheel wells and perishing from the extreme cold at high altitude.

source: http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/06/08/plane.body.ap/index.html

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Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Conversation with Toad

Hey Toad, what's the 734 all about?
The breakdown of a prime number, or what?
Should be: Toad 7322.

and then:

You really don't want to know
what the 734 is about Owl,
it's much more low brow
than what you are thinking,
but does lend itself to my
evil godless ways.

My question:

Who knows what Toad's
talking about here?

Three Forks

Lang Termes to Play at the Wine Celler

Tonight (Tuesday)
6:00 to 9:00
be there!

Sunday, June 05, 2005

JFAT concert well attended

Last night's concert was great, as most of you know because I saw you there. Just wanted to acknowledge Lang Termes' splendid contribution and thank J&J for tying their concert and Lang's intro together with the tune I wrote for Lang when he was just a pup. That was fun for me, as you might imagine. Also wanted to point out that both Mike Derby and Stanford Adelstein were there, two State legislators who together with the other's in the crowd probably know half the people in South Dakota, if not more. Both were thoroughly delighted with the music. Good job all!

Math Ahead! Proceed With Caution

I sent Spinfly a computer drawing
that illustrates what I was trying
to describe in my "Infinity" post below.

For those of you with math anxiety,
may I suggest you just look at it and
let any thoughts that surface just slide
right on by. In fact, do this 20 minutes
a day, every day until further notice.

See you in Nirvana (sans ego, and
false persona, of course).

Friday, June 03, 2005

This is what I did last night

Anna and Rapid

I took this last night.

Marvelous Photos by the Skleeve










Hangin' at da Playzow!

In a conversation recently, I realized how excited I was to be returning to yet another summer of theatre at the Playhouse. In that conversation my excitement came in the form of gibberish - come on, Jake, we've all done it, and you're excellent at it, so you know exactly what I mean - so, the word "playhouse" actually came out as "playzow". Now, imagine how funny that is and the variations that can be written on that theme. Really, that's how the majority of our family nicknames came to be. I guffaw at the mear thought...I know you're still with me.

By the way, Flick - check out my comment on the "new song" posting. (big smile)

Anyway - here is my last posting for awhile. I love you all and want everyone to have a splendiferous summer. I hope to see some of you at the PLAYZOW! Dill - we'll be working together - yeah! Catch ya later, mia familia! CAIO!

Thursday, June 02, 2005

I just noticed...

I was cruisin around on the blog today, checkin' stuff out, and I clicked on The Bad Guys name and noticed that they have a profile. It's definatly worth checking out.

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Skleeeeev-v-v-v-ve!

What the hell?!

Check Out Toad's Blog

http://toadthoughts.blogspot.com/

He's having a flame out
with the Creationist/Intelligent Design people.

His thread is up to 65 "retorts"
and still going strong.

Biggest thread
ever on his blog.

Owl's been helping
him out a little.

Very interesting read!