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MOVE THE SUN

[ 29 ] November 6, 2015 |

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OLDMAN CAT: THE SIZE AND LOCATION OF THIS SUNBEAM ARE INADEQUATE

SEK: I can’t move the sun.

OLDMAN CAT: MOVE THE SUN

SEK: Did you not hear what I just said?

OLDMAN CAT: THIS IS NOT UP TO CODE

SEK: I’m sorry.

OLDMAN CAT: WE USED TO HAVE STANDARDS IN THIS HOUSE

SEK: FINE. I’ll come in there and see what I can do.

OLDMAN CAT: THANK YOU

SEK: OK, what’s the problem? That’s plenty big.

OLDMAN CAT: I CAN’T FIT IN ENOUGH

SEK: “Enough”?

OLDMAN CAT: FOR MY SATISFACTION

SEK: It’s twice as big as you.

OLDMAN CAT: WHICH IS FIVE TIMES TOO SMALL

SEK: Why do five of you need to fit in it?

OLDMAN CAT: WHY DO YOU SLEEP ALONE IN A QUEEN SIZED BED

SEK: Don’t you — you know I — God damn it.

OLDMAN CAT: NOW FIX THIS FUCKING SUNBEAM

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OLDYEATS CAT

[ 30 ] November 5, 2015 |

OLDMAN CAT: WHEN I AM OLD AND GREY AND FULL OF SLEEP

SEK: You have got to be kidding me.

OLDMAN CAT: AND NODDING BY THE FIRE TAKE DOWN THIS BOOK

SEK: You are not reciting —

OLDMAN CAT: AND SLOWLY READ AND DREAM OF THE SOFT LOOK

SEK: Seriously knock it —

OLDMAN CAT: I WILL ARISE AND GO NOW AND TO INNISFREE

SEK: How do you even —

OLDMAN CAT: AND A SMALL CABIN BUILD THERE WITH CLAY WATTLES MADE

SEK: You should at least —

OLDMAN CAT: NINE BEANS WILL I HAVE THERE AND MANY BEES

SEK: That’s not even —

OLDMAN CAT: AND LIVE ALONE IN BEELAND GLAD

SEK: Now you’re just —

OLDMAN CAT: THAT I HAVE SOME PIECES THERE

SEK: What?

OLDMAN CAT: FOR I HAVE A PURPLE WINGED HUNGER

SEK: That’s not a thing.

OLDMAN CAT: AND AM LAPPING THIS CRICKET BOWL THE SHORE IS DIRTY

SEK: At least you stopped trying to —

OLDMAN CAT: SURELY I AM SOME ROUGH BEAST COME SLOUCHING

SEK: For fuck’s sake…

 

WE ALL DIE ALONE

[ 33 ] November 3, 2015 |

OLDMAN CAT: I AM SO LONELY

SEK: You’re on my lap.

OLDMAN CAT: THE PAIN OF LONELINESS IS TOO MUCH

SEK: Then maybe don’t run off into the kitchen.

OLDMAN CAT: YOU TOLD ME MY FEAR WOULD KEEP ME ALIVE

SEK: There are no Weeping Angels in the bathroom.

OLDMAN CAT: I’M GOING TO DIE AFRAID IN PAIN AND ALONE

SEK: Well then don’t blink.

OLDMAN CAT: WE ALL DIE ALONE

SEK: Stop quoting Donnie Darko.

OLDMAN CAT: BUT I’M GOING TO DIE MORE ALONE

SEK: You can’t be “more” alone.

OLDMAN CAT: I WILL DIE THE MOST ALONE

SEK: If you come back here you’ll have company.

OLDMAN CAT: WHY HAVE YOU ABANDONED ME

SEK: You’re the one who jumped off my lap.

OLDMAN CAT: WILL THIS PAIN NEVER —

SEK: “Will this pain never” what?

OLDMAN CAT:

SEK: I said, “‘Will this pain never’ what?”

OLDMAN CAT:

SEK: What’s going on in there?

OLDMAN CAT: You see that

SEK: See what?

OLDMAN CAT: In the corner you don’t see that

SEK: What’s in the corner and don’t say —

OLDMAN CAT: DEAD PEOPLE

IT IS TIME TO DO THE THING

[ 21 ] November 2, 2015 |

OLDMAN CAT: IT IS TIME TO DO THE THING.

SEK: What thing?

OLDMAN CAT: IT IS TIME.

SEK: I’m getting that.

OLDMAN CAT: TO DO.

SEK: Yes?

OLDMAN CAT: THE THING.

SEK: You’re about to start hopping sideways aren’t you?

OLDMAN CAT: I AM HOPPING SIDEWAYS DO THE THING.

SEK: I’m not sure what —

OLDMAN CAT: DO THE THING IT NEEDS DOING MAKE IT DONE.

SEK: You got into the catnip didn’t you?

OLDMAN CAT: YOU GOT INTO THE CATNIP DIDN’T YOU.

SEK: How much catnip have you had?

OLDMAN CAT: HOW MUCH CATNIP HAVE YOU HAD.

SEK: This isn’t going to get tedious.

OLDMAN CAT: MAKE THE THING DONE.

SEK: What thing?

OLDMAN CAT: MAKE IT DONE NOW I AM SIDEWAYS HOPPING.

SEK: OK.

OLDMAN CAT: I AM SIDEWAYS HOPPING RIGHT THE FUCK OUT OF THIS ROOM.

SEK: OK.

OLDMAN CAT: I AM SIDEWAYS HOPPING DOWN THE STAIRS.

SEK: OK.

OLDMAN CAT:

SEK: Everything OK down there?

OLDMAN CAT:

SEK: I said, “Is everything OK down there?”

OLDMAN CAT: What.

SEK: You OK? Still want me to do the thing?

OLDMAN CAT: What thing.

SEK: The thing you wanted done.

OLDMAN CAT: No clue what you mean.

SEK: Fine.

[TEN MINUTES LATER]

OLDMAN CAT: IT IS TIME TO DO THE THING…

The continuing adventures of OLDMAN CAT

[ 28 ] October 31, 2015 |

OLDMAN CAT: HALLOWEEN!

SEK: Cats don’t wear costumes.

OLDMAN CAT: Do too.

SEK: That’s not a costume.

OLDMAN CAT: Is too.

SEK: That’s a shrimp shell on your neck.

OLDMAN CAT: CALL US BATTLE PRAWN.

SEK: That’s not a thing.

OLDMAN CAT: BATTLE PRAWN.

SEK: Do I even want to ask about the trash can?

OLDMAN CAT: IT IS DEFEATED.

God damn you, Jonah, for making it so easy

[ 140 ] October 30, 2015 |

Goldberg was ejecting words on the Internet again, I couldn’t not respond.

A WRITER’s life, with CAT

[ 29 ] October 28, 2015 |

OLDMAN CAT: I love you and want to cuddle with your face-hole.

SEK: I love you too but do you smell that?

OLDMAN CAT: Smell what I love you.

SEK: Trash.

OLDMAN CAT: What is “trash” I love you.

SEK: It’s the thing that lives in the bucket downstairs.

OLDMAN CAT: What is “bucket” I love you.

SEK: If I go downstairs what am I going to find?

OLDMAN CAT: Nothing never leave me I love you.

SEK: I’m going to regret going downstairs aren’t I?

OLDMAN CAT: It was already broken I love you.

SEK: What was “already broken”?

OLDMAN CAT: What is “broken” I love you.

SEK: “Broken” is when a thing was once one thing and is now many.

OLDMAN CAT: Look into my purring eyes I love you.

SEK: God damn it.

OLDMAN CAT: Done.

SEK on Hamilton, because SEK’s always about Hamilton now

[ 36 ] October 23, 2015 |

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You’re probably tired of hearing me on Hamilton, but too bad — my blog my rules.

I was thinking about the live performance Lin-Manuel Miranda did at the White House in 2009 that drew attention to the then-unfinished project, not because it’s spectacular — even though it is — but because of how it demonstrated the power of literary speech to upend utterly the mood of a room.

And not just any room, but one in which half of the people in it were side-long glancing at the president trying to figure out the appropriate response to this politically charged subject — Hamilton’s not an uncontroversial figure, after all, especially in a country in the midst of a series of banking crises like we were in 2009.

But initially it’s all a joke — the audience laughs along when it hears contemporary Democratic talking points about “self-starters” — until Miranda hits what appears to be the punchline at 2:16, “His name is Alexander Hamilton,” the camera cuts to the president and first lady getting the joke, and from there it should have been political theater.

But Miranda immediately undercuts it, barely even letting that laughter linger, with the next line, “There’s a million things he hasn’t done, just you wait, just you wait.” He turns that punchline — “Hello, this is me making a rap about the Founding Fathers, you know, for kids” — into what’s essentially a threat, “just you wait, just you wait.” The lyrics start to unwrite themselves, start to unravel, as it becomes clear that the lyric “His name is Alexander Hamilton” shares more with ODB declaring “I’m the original G-O-D” than Broadway fare.

And then the whole performance, at least from the audience’s perspective, goes sideways. Political calculus becomes impossible as Hamilton’s becomes a human story about a 10-year-old bastard and orphan, a self-made companion to a suicide becomes the quintessential story of the kind that — when not about Founding Fathers, of course — conservatives loathe.

The story of an autodidact, sans family, who earns a place in history on the strength of his flow, and as you watch Miranda’s performance you can feel the mood of the room shift. Of course there’s room for criticism — it certainly doesn’t hurt that Hamilton’s a white man who is, almost literally, the face of American capitalism — but there’s sympathy in those devils snapping along with something they’d otherwise revile.

By the time Miranda enjoins the audience that “the ship is in the harbor now, see if you can spot him/Another immigrant coming up from the bottom,” you get the feeling even Donald Trump would be on board.

Why yes, the #BenghaziCommittee hearings are a political Rorschach test

[ 145 ] October 22, 2015 |

The commentators just have the wrong Rorschach:

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Idea by SEK — actual mash-up by David Moles. You’re welcome.

New YouTube algorithm Saturday night fun!

[ 12 ] October 17, 2015 |
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Yes, that’s Jeff Tweedy because yes, we’re that old

Apparently YouTube changed its search algorithm, allowing access to material previously available only in theory, and because it’s Saturday night, I thought I’d share some of what I’ve found that has an SEK twist to it.

First, when I went to find the video of Hamilton‘s first cabinet rap-battle, I found a slew of videos of cast members entertaining those in lottery line for tickets. I was watching this one when I realized that the woman they pulled out was my friend Kendra! (Who you may remember from this podcast.) If you’re wondering whether I freaked out when she appeared, wonder no more — I freaked the freaking fuck out. Also, the following is a testament to the show’s power, even when it’s being performed a capella on the streets of NYC:

The second item I stumbled into is truly TARDIS-worthy, given that it’s an Uncle Tupelo show from 1994 in which 1) Jay and Jeff weren’t actively engaged in fisticuffs and 2) I was in attendance. I’d never been to St. Louis before and didn’t know who Uncle Tupelo were, but after that night, I was a fan for life. Somewhere in that crowd of bobbing heads is an 18-year-old SEK who has no clue what life’s about to start offering him. It’s a strange form of nostalgia, watching a crowd you know you’re in and wishing the next 21 years doesn’t happen to him too.

Meet the man who gave voice to the Dothraki

[ 14 ] October 17, 2015 |

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As in, literally, he wrote their tongue. David Patterson is legitimately brilliant, and yet he agreed to speak to me anyway. Sample:

As a former linguistics major, I’m very amenable to the idea that people who study language are more open-minded, but could you go into detail of what you mean by that?

As tiny little humans, we naturally assume everyone else is like us until reality shows us something different. If our parents speak one language, and the community we’re raised in speaks one language, we think that’s how language works period; we never imagine a language could work any other way than our own. It’s easy to dismiss or “otherize” someone who speaks a different language—one we don’t understand and which doesn’t work the way we feel language “should” work. The first second language one comes to learn is key. It’s the first time we see that language has the ability to work differently—that the logic can be different. Many in the world are fortunate to have their first exposure to a second language occur simultaneously with their first. For those that don’t, the earlier the exposure comes, the better. If someone who otherwise would not be interested in language at all becomes interested due to exposure to a created language, I can think of no higher compliment to the creator.

I’m making the right enemies

[ 44 ] October 1, 2015 |

Apologies for the pun, but come on, are you not entertained? Apparently “quoting verbatim” is the new “lying,” at least according to some people.

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