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In another thread, I got into a little discussion about the hurdy-gurdy, and since, have become kind of fascinated by the thing. Anyway, I was "chatting" a little about it with my robot friend (Scholar GPT) And here's a bit from that exchange that kind of knocked me out, that i thought might...

One more bit from the script about Kothen, that "little princely residential town, often mockingly dubbed 'Cow Cöthen,'" *, about Leopold, prince of Kothen, and about Leopold's musical director, his Kapellemeister, JS Bach, For me, just the act of getting a scene together, in order to post it...

Havn't posted anything here in a while, so here's something. Working on a sequence, the life and death of Leopold Augustus Bach. The players here are Sebastian (JS Bach, 33); his wife, Maria Barbara; (34) Maria Barbara's elder sister, part of the household, Friedelena (43); his daughter...

A couple of journal-y type paragraphs, little exercises in voice in which I imagine I am amusing. And, since I mention AI, I posted them to GPT4, curious if the robot would take this literally, or kind of get the tone: Here's what the robot said: I'm struck by its tone, and the way it kind...

I was skeptical about the value of bots, of Chat GPT, making fun of the idea that some mindless thing, essentially a toaster, could be of any real creative value. But I've been putzing around some with GPT, and....now I'm not so sure. I've been giving it pieces of script to critique, and I am...

just sitting here playing poker, listening to moldy oldies on the pandora, and feeling inexplicably cheerful.

Been thinking a little, about elements of storytelling, Sometimes, when I write something, I find myself liking my voice. Not immediately, not as it comes out, and certainly not every time, but frequently, eventually, after re-reading and re-reading, fixing this and that--bits that don't...

I wrote a script, and i gave it to a guy who reads scripts, and he read it, and he said he really likes it, but he thinks i need to re-write it. I said fuck that. I'll just make a copy. -- Mitch Hedberg

Anyway. So, just home from the dentist, a bi-annual cleaning, and I had a question, and then realized I could get an answer, and so called the office. A really quick and dumb question, I said, but I just had a cleaning, and Kelly did the fluoride thing, and . . . Can i have a cup of coffee? Or...

Ah, as the bard wrote: words, words, words. Anyway, some top words, arranged by category: Top Middle English word that should have died with Chaucer: Fart. Ugliest word: Phlegm. Most embarrassing word: Penis. Best made-up word ever: Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. Top three words I...

And I was reminded of where this bit came from. A script, a somewhat playful attempt at a Sorkinesque riff on a Sorkin world. One I worked through some time ago, and even made some small futile effort to get someone in the Sorkin sphere to read. And I still kind of like it. And...

I know you all find my stream of consciousness endlessly entertaining, but I do have things to do. However I did find a MHP (mental health professional) on-line who, in a video conference, wrote me a scrip for a pill to make me a better (and by better I mean more skillful) person. So far, on...

I feel like posting (for, I think, a short time) another one of these, from the PKD (Philip K. Dick) adaptation. I think it gives me the illusion that I'm doing something, lol. I've invented the incidents and the dialogue (with the exception of a few lines) but I try to follow ideas in the book...

I posted this once before, had second thoughts and deleted, and now have second second thoughts and am posting it again, because I would really appreciate some feedback. It's from a screenplay adaptation of a novel that I want try to get in front of the intellectual property owner, to see if it...

Edit: Deleted. Second thoughts. Sorry

Sitting on front porch (with my tomato plant) finishing a "review" of Righteous Gemstones, watching people walk by with their dogs, and this brings me joy--the happiness, in its most pure and real form, in these canine guys and dolls, just walking down the sidewalk. Except a guy who just walked...

This little puzzle popped up on my device. I'd like to think my brain is on the younger side, but I'm stumped. Maybe it's all that aluminum I've put on my underarm spaces over the years. Oh well.

I always thought I mostly understood tides, but I just watched Neal deGrasse Tyson on the you tube, and it turns out I had it ass-backwards. The water doesn't move at all! Cool! Thanks, Professor NdGT :)

in case anyone else needs cheering up, this story, from PBS newshour, just popped up on my feed:

Not that i imagine anyone would be remotely interested, but I was kind of jazzed--today, for the first time, I made a tomato! Well, I guess Jebus made it. But I planted it!