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Thursday, April 12, 2007
 
Sensory Deprivation.

I like showers, they're a great opportunity to think. I've heard of people paying lots of money to sit in a dark tank full of water and let their minds wander. I don't know why people would do this when they have a shower and can do basically the same thing. A lot of times when I take a shower they end up being longer than they should. I think that this is because, like a sensory deprivation tank, there is no concept of time in a shower. Also the rhythmic sound and feelings of the water can lull one into a sense of deep relaxation. I think a lot in the shower, and often I think more clearly than when I'm in the 'real world.' I can always seem to plan things out and come to conclusions when I'm not even trying to think about things. Archimedes reportedly solved his problem of testing the kings crown for purity when his wife told him to take a bath. He did and whil his mind was distracted he found the answer. I think this holds true today, but I don't fit in most bathtubs, so I stick to showers. Unfortunately if I come to some great conclusion, I seem to lose it as soon as I turn off the water, and the world comes crashing back in. On a side note, Bobcat Goldthwait once did an entire stand-up routine in a shower on stage because that's where he said he did his best thinking. You may remember him from such movies as the police Academy sequels. I'm pretty sure I had some sort of discovery in the shower I took not too long ago but the only thing I can remember is the water dripping off me once the water was off. It's really annoying.

Change of subject: I'm in a directing scene for one of the grad students here at Tech. I literally play a spear carrier, and I try to attack Richard III, but he schools me and then seduces my queen. Mockingbird is going well, and we did our fist full run through last week. I'm pretty sure I get cast because of my size and not my acting talent. This isn't necessarily a bad thing but because I don't think I'm much of an actor I feel bad when directors have to work to get me to do what they want.

Things with Jacie are interesting, but as a friend told me "why worry about labels? Just enjoy it for what it is." Unfortunately I don't know what it is. This was more in reference to Man of La Mancha this weekend, but I think it can apply overall.

I'm bored.
 
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