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Sunday, November 14, 1999 The Dark Side Rather to my surprise, my first Windoze 98 session lasted for six hours before crashing. And while that can be partially attributed to the fact that there isn't much software currently installed on the thing, it's still a much better record than I'd expected. And after messing around with it all day today, I have to admit that, so far, it's been much better than Windoze 3.11 on this system. I can put my icons anywhere I want on the desktop! I can close Netscape windows at will without the program crashing to a halt! I can finally use the new version of RealPlayer! I can still use my favorite wallpaper! (It's a purple feather pattern, swiped from WinNT 4.0.) And it doesn't even take very long to boot... And this, I might add, is using a Pentium 75mhz, with 28 meg of RAM. (32 meg total, but I've reserved 4 meg for video memory.) Not bad at all. Verily, I can see myself getting used to this. Which scares me. I'd better get Debian running FAST before it's too late.
So, I promised you information about a play and a poetry reading. The play was The Chairs, by Eugene Ionesco, which I knew nothing about before going to see it. I went because the signs on campus said that it was being performed by the Hugo's Angels Shakespeare Company, whom I'd seen last semester performing The Compleat Works of Wllm Shkspr (Abridged), which I loved. So I figured this production, whatever it was, would likely be up my alley also. Well, first of all, it turns out that the name of the company stays with the director. He and the production stage manager were the only members of the production to work on both plays, in fact; the actors were all different. Second of all, it turns out that perhaps, just perhaps, I should have tried to find out a bit about the play beforehand. 'Cause while it was well performed, it wasn't really my cup of tea. The bright side is that it's just the sort of play we're currently studying in English 255. Definitely modernist, or perhaps from a later development influenced by modernism. The problem is that I'm not really liking most of the stuff we've been studying in English 255. Oh, well. On the whole, it was still worth going to, I suppose, if only because I virtually never see any live theatre, so any experience can only be a Good Thing.
As for the poetry reading, it was this past Thursday night, it was pretty well attended, and I finally realized an ambition of mine in leading the whole room in a mass reading of Green Eggs and Ham. I read Sam-I-am's lines; everybody else read the protagonist's. The only glitch was that I seriously underestimated the turnout, and had only made 22 copies of the text (which I'd fit neatly onto one page), which turned out to be only enough for about half the people there. Still, it was fun. Plus I had a nice conversation involving both Terry Pratchett and a long string of sheep puns, so I'd have to consider the evening a success.
I didn't do a bit of my homework all weekend. Heaven help me.
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