So I went to the performance Waves of Mu at PS 122 last night.
Didn’t really know what to expect.
The fist part of the program, is a giant room (instalation) with artists conceptualizations of the different parts of the brains. This, though a bit abstract was definitely the highlight of the evening. (pictures here). I particularly liked the portrayal of the thalamus.
Then came the performance part which seemed very erratic and non-sensible. The program started with the small (~30 people) audience having to sign a “wiaver” which was more of a thinly vailed joke at an individual consent form, used in clinical research.. The program from there began to just start veering all over the place. A few clips of an interview with V.S. Ramachandran instersupurced with some wierd acting/behavior by the 3 person cast. It was literally all over the place. Amy was very talented, and it showed, but I just didn’t understand what the point was.
Now granted, as one with a background in neuroscience, maybe I was not the target audience for such a performance. In a similar vein, my appreciation for modern art isn’t great. Nor do I have much appreciation for modern theater either. (I’m better with the visual art). So with that in mind, my review is probably a bit biased in that way.
I’m off to go see the Waves of Mu
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…now if someone can locate and send an exact replica of th Buckeye shirt Joe the PLumber’s been wearing, I’m willing to buy it for decent money. I’m in CA, Holloween is coming, and some political friends over. You get the idea. If you can locate one (not easy to find on the web for that type)shoot me an email and I’ll Paypal or send cash. Real deal.
More photos of Joe the Plumber have emerged–and he’s wearing an Ohio State Buckeyes sweatshirt.
This man becomes more and more likable by the minute!
Came home and the apartment smelled like rubber cement + acetone + benzene.
Gotta sent the management another note. Now I”ve got a headache
Just an observation–there’s not been much talk of the “3 G’s” (Guns, G-d and Gays) on the campaign trail this year, has there?
At least compared to 2004?
I feel bad for Joe the Plumber–he was thrust into the national spotlight and the media has gone crazy investigating him.
Perhaps this exposure will benefit Joe the Plumber–in his getting more buisness?
Somehow NYC was ranked the politest city in one of those silly magazine rankings.
Granted, people aren’t as bad here as they’re stereotyped to be, but it pales in comparison to say the Midwest.
Stupidity though is definitely not tolerated in most parts of the city (especially Midtown during work hours)
I went to bed midway through the third quarter, but I was shocked to see in the paper that the Browns actually won 35-14!
That’s even in light of the offense struggling in the Red Zone and all the penalties they committed!
Watching the Browns-Giants game, in the first half, how many procedural flags have the Browns drawn? It seemed like at least 5…geez!
In one half no less!
It’s also a real hassle even getting claims to be accepted by Medicare, let alone getting the money a practice is owed.
MD’s Plea to Medicare: Pay Stat!
I should know–as the one in my office who has deciphered enough of the Medicare babble to submit claims what a pain it is. THen compound it with the wait for the cash.
On a night where there should have been three competitive college football games only one turned out to not be a blow-out!
Florida-LSU was a rout.
Penn State-Wisconsin was a rout.
Mizzo-OK State was actually a good game
Dear Time Warner Cable,
Why is it that you’ve decided to air the exact same college football game on two channels (the Nortre Dame vs. UNC game) when you could be airing the Ohio State game one one of the channels instead?
Oh wait…it looks like during the course of typing this letter you’ve corrected the error. Good.
I’m my own harshest critic. I’ll be the first to say that. Over Yom Kippur I always take a deep look inside myself, and well, let’s just say I probe too deeply–resulting in me getting all bent out of shape. Alas, after beating myself down phyisically in the gym this morning I think I came back to my normal senses.
My personal anecdote aside, how often to you get introspecitve? How deep do you look into yourself?