Meanderings

I was thinking about Thoreau today. I like Thoreau. But I was thinking of him, and the thought occurred to me that he is no more than a very insightful 19th century blogger. Contrary to the impression that you may form from this statement if mine is the only blog you read, this does not diminish the impressive nature of his work. To me this seems to be the case because of his style of loose-knit, extended essays that sometimes meander aimlessly, but always happen upon an interesting point, no matter how leisurely path.

This evening I saw the first of the fall plays. As usual, it was good, but I found myself being exceedingly critical of it in my mind. I think that I have become increasingly critical and negative in recent years, so my analysis of this follows that trend. There should be no mistake that Simrell's alienation of Leeor and many of the other more experienced stage managers led to drastic consequences in the set. The walls looked bad, the paint was sketchy, and the decor lacked a cohesion to the period. The new costume designer failed to create any kind of unification of the characters' garb; the clothing was a random amalgam of colors and styles. The new person hired to replace Leeor on the lighting design did a terrible job. The lighting was not angled properly to illuminate the faces of the characters, nor did the lighting colors match well with the colors of the set. Aside from these gripes about the set, the acting was quite good. My only complaint was that, despite the script, it seemed too farsical at points. The acting overdramatized certain humorous lines, when it should have kept the momentum going through the slapstick. Aside from that, I enjoyed it immensely and complement everyone.

In other news, I finally have gotten my mom's laptop connected wirelessly to the network, and I just need to get a print server and rebuild my computer before I am finished with my renovations. All good things!