Welcome to New Worlds Shawn! It took you a while to make it over here, but better late than never.
For all the regular Weamers, Shawn’s a great guy who I’ve met on other discussion boards and you should definitely check out his site sometime. He’s not afraid to tell it like it is.
BTW, Shawn, we call this a “weam” as a portmanteau of web and stream (or “weirdy stream” according to byronius) because “blog” sounds like someone vomiting – which often seems to be the case with many such. It’s also because we think we’re special.
Another BTW, do you know any of the Gillard family? My brother married one who hailed from Osceola Mills. They live in Penn Furnace now.
Hej, Shawn! (I think ‘weam’ is a lot better than ‘ditch’ 😉 )
BTW: If anyone gives a flying fork about this post, the Dada and Surrealist movements which are a big part of it were and are still important to me.
Hughes’ often acerbic and/or amusing critiques are usually (but not always) on the mark, and he couches his comments against the social and the political milieu of the day, helping to put things in context.
Overall, a sound explication of visual Art from 1880-1980.
Gillards lived on what we call Drane Highway. The blue tree masthead I use in my blog was taken right across the road from their house.
John Gillard was either a year before or after my wife and her twinnie in high school (1980). And a Dr. Gillard was the guy wearing the catcher’s mitt when my wife drew her first breath.
It may be a new, but also a small, world. Please pass along Rebecca and Brett Albert’s greetings to your sister-in-law and her family.
To salient points: I’ve been lurking here since “Max” invited me over. Love the vibe here. Very sciency and artistic and political.
And you’re right. Blog does sound like what i was doing when I got back from a Halloween party dressed as Alex from “A Clockwork Orange” and had been bobbing for grain alcohol soaked apples. I was going, “Bloooogggg” and my Mom was holding my hand and head and I was writing on the wall in red marker that (can’t get a scribble font) “I WILL NEVER DO THIS AGAIN.”
I never dressed up as Alex from Clockwork Orange again.
Your site is very web-stream-of-conciousness. I like how the comments usually can’t help but stray off topic. Lissen. Don’t take the meds because they’ll make you focus and then all is lost.
you guys are all like california
cool i can’t compete
so its great that shawn
so osceola sweet
like a blast
from the past
and a man
with a whim
to worm a scheme
or sing a hymn
upon the weam
have you forgotten
janine’ll be tinkled pink
is what i think.
I use my name because I think anonymity makes people sometimes careless or hostile or more prone to be rude. I don’t mind rudeness if it’s warranted. But I think my opinion is more valid if I sign my name to it. My real name.
See. Yer not supposta do that, I guess. But as a journalist I always had to sign my name to what I wrote. As a Pa. State Trooper, I always had to sign my work. So a bad guy could read my report in court with my name signed at the bottom of every page and hate me for the rest of his life.
But I was honest. I was always as good as my words. So no avatar, thanks. But if I COULD have one… well, it would always be Wabbit Season, after the old Warner Bros. cartoons which, I think, will never be equaled.
“Oh no ya don’t. Not again. This time wait ’till ya get home!”
Well ok you silly wabbit, er I mean Shawn. I can appreciate where you’re coming from with using your real name but this weam has deep roots in monikers – probably even deeper than I know because I have only drilled as deep as a bunch of Jupiter Sheep.
Max was not the name I was given at birth, but it’s not at all a fake name either. When Jupiter Sheep was born, I saw myself as entering a new phase of being, almost a second life, and a different name for the character that lived that life made sense to me. I keep it with the friends I associate with that life, which still goes on in parallel with the one in which I earn biosurvival tickets, build and maintain a family. Joel is essentially temporary and I am coming to grips with that. Max is eternal.