Bird's Brains

questions for a monday morning

When your sick do you always want someone to hold you head or just sympathize with your plight?
What is the best way to deal with rabid dogma?
Why is it that some one else always looks better in your favorite shirt?
When is the best time to tell yourself it's time to move on?
If you should let sleeping dogs lie, should cats always tell the truth?
What is the purpose of the male nipple?
Why is there hair on mens toes?
Laundry day should be a national holiday.
Basket weaving is a national sport in what country?
To publish or to perish?
When did the internet become the last bastion of truth?
Do I look fat in this blog?
Does moving solve spacial problems in your mind's cabinet?
When did I forget to mention that I'm a little off the teakettle.
Why is it called eggnog?
Where do memories end up when we forget them?
You have to crack a few eggs to make an omelet but who says you have to make an omelet?
Beds are for rolling.
Huh?

Much Love and thanks for listeninng.

What is happening now is...

What is happening now is...
Well, I'm in the middle of this month of work thing I decided to do.
It involves a lot of things during the day and then some things during the night.
I am not sure how I got into all these things but i do enjoy being busy.
Here is a list of what my week looks like.

Monday rehearse 9:30 - 2:30 for fight of flight, an aerial show that is fun if chafing.
that's all on monday, except for this monday when I have a show with my friend Shaneca. More on that later.

Tuesday rehearse 9:30 - 2:30 Fight or flight.
perform Fuerza Bruta 6 - 9:30. Fuerza Bruta is a new aerial show by one of the creators of De La Guarda. Check it out at www.fuerzabruta.net

Wednesday. Rehearse 9:30 - 1:00 Fight or flight
Rehearsa 1:00 - 5:00 Fuerza Bruta ( creators is in town for brush up.)
Perform Fuerza Bruta 6 - 9:30
Work 10PM - 9AM Apple store. Still working there. it's easy and fun and it's overnight, Yay!!

Thursday. finish work at apple @ 9AM
Rehearse 9:30 - 1:00 Fight or flight
Rehearse 1:00 - 5:00 Fuerza Bruta
perfrom Fuerza Bruta 6:00 - 9:30
work 10PM - 9AM apple store again.

Friday finish @ apple @ 9AM
rehearse 9:30 - 2:30 fight or flight
rig for Shaneca's show Flyin' 3:00 - 5:00
Perform Fuerza Bruta 6:00 - 12:30 (we have two shows of friday and saturday.)
work 12:30AM - 9AM @ apple.

Saturday Sleep while I can, finally
perform Fuerza Bruta 5:00 - 11:30

Sunday Pass out
Perform Fuerza bruta 5:00 - 9:00
sleep.

So I can sleep some saturday then sunday monda and tuesday nights.
then i hallucinate the rest of the week.
In all seriousness I am taking care of myself for all the things I'm doing.
I also have been cast in two amazing sports stories videos but that is pending due to my grossly irreverent schedule.
I like being that busy
Oh and I had to fly to phoenix for two weekends to help my aerial company 2nd Species, perform for an industrial. It was relatively simple this time around. We got to hang out by the lazy river most of the time and only ended up working for about 24 minutes of the four day weekend.
Yay us.
Well, I must get back to whatever it is that I am doing right now.
Hopefully it merits wisdom and courage to complete otherwise I may fall asleep.
Cheers
much love and thanks for listening.is

Where do you go from here???

How often do you have the need to create but can't find the outlet?
Songs burst forth in your brain in half formed symphonies only to come out of your fingers like feline sex.
The memory of you being brilliant gets greater the farther away from the actual moment of brilliance.
And to feed the need you still have to sift through the day-to-day.
Is it enough to want to create masterpieces if no one else gets to see it?
It has to come to life.
Time marches on whether you make it onto the page or not.
and the minutes slide by like sewage in an underground tunnel.
What's in a metaphor? A word by any other name would still read as potent.
Thanks.

Rainy friday

You don't often hear about that or those or these rainy fridays because they (fridays) are so close to the weekend that people don't much care if it rains or not on friday, they get to do other things for the next two days.
Unless, of course, they are in the entertainment industry, like me, then that means that most of your work is done on the weekends.
Currently in the Blue Man schedule, we have three shows on saturday and sunday and two shows on Friday.
that's a lot of shows for the weekend, and sometimes our crew works them all. That a long day.
When do they get to go out and do mundane stuff that doesn't involve wearing black?
What is the purpose of this diatribe?
I'm not quite sure.
Lately I've reaquainted myself with the dictionary and relearning words I should know but don't exactly know the definition of.
Words like Obdurate and Despot. Finding the alternate meanings or true meanings is sometimes quite rewarding.
What words were you suprised to find the meaning of?
I guess I wasn't suprised by the meaning, just found out more about them.
Like further and farther, same word each spelling is correct, according to Webster.
Words, words, words.
That's all you have to go on.
From here unless i put some pictures up.
Ooohhhh.
Maybe next time.
I must trudge out into the rain and refresh myself with some dew.
Let it not be said that I was musty.
Much Love and thanks for listening.

Mental Gymnastics...

Well, I'm back for a bit.
Been hanging around in my brain for a little while and am starting to come out the other side with snippets of wisdom and insight mixed with goo representing complacency and stagnation.
Sound kinda icky.
What have you been up to?
Has there been anything to report, worth reporting?
I'm still doing the Blue Man show here in NY.
It's loads of fun and new stuff happens every show.
Ha.
Well, you'll have to come see.
Truly fun. And they are spreading out all over the world.
Painting my self and catching things in my mouth finally paid off.
See mom.
I'm not sure what that last bit means.
Whee.
mental gymnastics are what is called for.
are called for...
is
are
whatever.
I failed the gymnastics already.
Dang.
Cheers to you all and I hope to meet you soon in the netherworld of cyberspace.
Much Love and thanks for listening

There is something new.
I have another site.
It feels like cheating since I've been here for a while but this one is made on a mac, whatever that means.
And if you go here
http://web.mac.com/jchartbird
You'll see what I'm up to.
Recently anyway.
I've been busy with lots of things.
Someday I'll have more time for all of you.
Individually.
Hope your well.
Much Love and thanks for listening.

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Working is what is needed but when it is not fun should you still be doing it?
How much can you sacrifice day-to-day happiness for financial security?
What percentage of the population hates the job they have?
What happened to the work force when people found it proper to leave their jobs for another?
What happens to loyalty when the work force becomes a free agent?
Is the same thing happening to marriages and professional sports teams?
Is the American public becoming more fickle?
Is our attention span getting shorter and shorter like the winter season, soon to die out altogether?
Has this all been predicated by the MTV and the rock and roll?
What ever happened to Baby Jane?
Or Fay Wray?
When will I see you again?
Where do broken hearts go?  Can they find their way home?
If you shot the sheriff, what really happened to the deputy?
Why can't I be you?
Who are you?
M?
So many questions...so little space in my brain for answers.
Much Love and thanks for listening.

It's Italian

Where has all the time gone?
I was just sitting here thinking about that when twenty minutes passed me by.
Just like that.
Who has time to keep track?
Lots of things happening or have happened or will happen in the not so distant past/future so look out for them.
Hey, I moved!
This time without much incident. No Circusman, just a rented van. Out to one of the other boroughs that I haven't tried yet.
I'm in Brooklyn. Williamsburg to be precise. The Italian section, complete with mafiosos watching the block and taking up parking spaces with their ginormous caddy SUV's and flags flying around the street and a nice landlady who give me sausage and cheese.
Homemade sausage.
really thick greasy sausage.
Sausage you can see bits of what it's made out of sausage.
Sausage that when you bite it, you can tell what the animal had for lunch before it became sausage, sausage.
Wow.
yeah.
And it's all due to one lovely Jeslyn Kelly.
She's the greatest. We all love her.
Couldn't have done it without her.
Really.
Not the sausage bit, that's Bettina. The moving bit.
Anyhowdywho, moving once again I finally tried to get all my stuff in one place.
From Queens, from California, from manhattan, from Delaware.
I've got most of it.
Or, rather, I've let a lot of it go and decided it is not mine anymore.
Three king sized beds in NYC is a bit much.
I downsized to just two, but only one of them is here with me in the Burg.
The other thing about moving, not that there are just a few, but on more thing is that once you get situated and organized and you go to look for something, like candles or tea lights or a single sock, you find it almost impossible to find. And you reorganize some of the other things you already organized in order to find it. And then you get sidetracked when you discover something you were looking for five days ago and it takes you almost an hour to light a friggin' candle and get back to doing what you wanted to be doing with a candle in the first place but by now is far less relaxing almost in spite of the candle that you wanted to help add to the relaxation in the first place so you might as well have forgotten the whole thing, saved your hour and made a pizza.
It's Italian.
Well then.
What have you been up to?
Please drop me a line.
I'm always available.
Unless I'm not. But then I'll get back to you when I am.
Does that make sense in today's world?
Much love and thanks for listening

Floridiot ramblings

Hello my lovelies.
How teh heck have you been.
It's been a while again and I am sorry for taking my sweet time to reach out to all of you out there waiting for the next installment of the day that was or whatever inane name I call my day to day activities here in print.
Anywho, What's has been going on in the world.
The Yankees lost again. It kind of makes me feel good to know that the team with the most money can't win the big games. It's been six years and they have spent a billion point two dollars on players and luxury taxes and still haven't won the series. They got beat by the marlins in the world series whose salaries were over one hundred million less than the yankees. That's 1,200,000,000$. over six years without a title. That kind of makes me smile, which probably makes me a bad New Yorker but I always root for the underdog. And it proves that money can't buy you happinness. Or something like that.
Again with the cliches.
I am currently in florida for some new stunts off the top of the Jacksonville stadium before the game this weekend. Staying in hotels always give me a chance to go to the gym more often than ever because they are right downstairs. It makes me think I should move to someplace with a gym in the building so I can excercise more now that the weather is changing and I usually go outside to run for fun and points for dodging traffic.
Coffee makes me jumpy and the keys are moving around on the keyboard so it makes me seem dislyxic as I try to spell. See.
Anywho, what's on your mind these days.
Has Darfur crept back in to your concious?
Or is Bush still the big idiot of the day?
How about gas prices going back down besause the president of Guatemala insulted our pres.?
Or your impending migraine caused by lack of sex in between the hours of 4 and 4:25?
Something to talk about.
I'm here for you.
Let's reach out to one another.
connect.
talk.
electronically of course, I'm allergic to human contact.
this month.
Much love and thanks for listening.

Does you life have a speedometer?

Mine doesn't seem to have one.
I just have two speeds. Slow with nothing going on, or really fast with loads of stuff to do all at once.
I usually prefer the latter.
The more things I have to do the more I get accomplished, which makes sense if you think about it but still I like to get things done.
Without a schedule or set tasks I sometimes just peter out and come up with random bits of genius that I can peice together to make life more enjoyable if lubricated.
SOmetimes the evenings just roll on in and slip away into dusk like cheesecloth draped over day-old brie.
Can you use some of that?
I'm not sure.
But I could use some dinner.
Hawngry.
Hah.
Hopefully more news soon.
Much Love and Thanks for Listening.