This is what my magnificent voice teacher includes as a component of her vocal training. She calls it Performance Mode, and it involves never taking anything personally or emotionally; validating the other person, even—and especially—when he or she is wrong; and responding to the other person's problems in a positive and nondefensive manner.

It fits in with the voice training because it deletes the emotional component and allows one to operate the vocal machinery in a cool, controlled manner, assessing and fixing problems in an intelligent, reasoned way.

Now, I not only sing better, but the entire way I cope with life and people has improved noticeably over the last 7 or 8 years. I'm happier, and I'm happier that I'm happier.

Two esses is either British spelling or refers to kissing (to buss). One ess refers to transporting on a large vehicle or removing dirty dishes from a table.

OK THOUGHT ABOUT PM'ING THIS MESSAGE TO

BRILL AND IC

BUT FIGURED IT BETTER TO HAVE IT HERE IN THE OPEN........

AS I DID NOT WANT IT TO SEEM LIKE A CONSPIRACY OR SOMETHING

I DID NOTICE THE ABSENCE OF THE TWO

WED AND THUR EVENINGS.....................

I'M NOT SURE IF IT WAS BECAUSE OF ME POSTING TO THEM

AFTER THE BLOWOUT THE OTHER NIGHT

FIRST OFF........YOU TWO LADIES ARE PRICELESS

FIGUREHEADS THAT CANNOT BE REPLACED

"DA KINE" IS A TERM OF ENDEARMENT

A SHORT SLANG FOR

NO WORDS CAN EVER DISCRIBE

SECOND........... THE TWO POSTS I MADE TO BOTH OF YOU

COINCIDENTALLY CAME AFTER MY REPLY TO ACTOR (ANOTHER PRICELESS FIGUREHEAD)

WHERE I MENTIONED THERE ARE ACTUALLY ONLY TWO

WHO PERSIST IN THE WAR........

SO TO CLARIFY.....YOU TWO ARE NOT THE ONES I MENT

FROM MY POINT OF VIEW ...IT IS BOTH YOUR EFFORTS

THAT HAS KEPT THE BOARD MOVING FORWARD

ALONG WITH MANY OTHERS

THIRD..............THE REASON I PERSONALLY ENJOY

YOUR POSTS IS BECAUSE

YOU REALLY ASK FOR NOTHING........LIKE MOST PEOPLE

"NOTHING" MEANING

NO STATEMENTS OF ADORATION. NO PLEAS FOR ATTENTION. AND NO POST OF

UNECESSARY FLATTERY

WHICH IS HOW IT SHOULD BE.........

MOST OF US AGREE DISAGREE

JOKE....POKE ......PROD.........BUT DO IT WITH THE UNDERSTANDING

THAT IT IS CYBER

AND ROLL OR LAUGH WITH IT

SOME EXPECT MORE................AND TAKE IT A TAD BIT TOO FAR

YOU TWO ARE NOT OF THAT CLOTH

I'M NOT SURE IF YOU ARE ABSENT BECAUSE OF

THINGS IN YOUR PERSONAL LIFE OR WHAT I MAY HAVE SAID

BUT I DO HOPE BOTH OF YOU RETURN SOON



OH AND IF YOU SEE LADY CAL AND MISTY

DRAG THEM ALONG TOO

TAKE CARE OVER THERE

ALOHA

HAVE FUN

So no one has an opinion of Arlo Guthrie? I was really hoping someone would respond to my previous question. I know, it's hard to sift through all these pages and my posts tend to get lost in the crowd.
Also, re: my garage sale tomorrow. I was thinking of making some comp cookies to lure the masses in. lol. Maybe I should make bacon.

"IronMan" opens today, and I'm going to sneak away and see it. I had promised Drew and Denny that I would see it with them, but it's "IronMan", and I've been waiting for this film since Phil and I discovered it as small children. Phil is sneaking away from work, and we're going to a 4:00 p.m. show.

For those who don't know me well enough, Phil is my best friend. We met when we were 5 years old, and he moved into the apartment next door. We discovered that we were born the same day, the same hour, and in the same hospital. We later went to St. Ignatious, Bishop McNamara and, finally, to the University of Maryland together.People thought we were fraternal twins, in fact.

He inherited a little money when we graduated from college and he bought a rowhouse on DuPont circle, where one of the men who was doing the reclamation work was Ron, who was a friend of Denise, an old girlfriend of mine who had seen a spark in Phil that she liked.

Phil, Denise, Ron and I were inseperable and it was that way through their children coming along, vacations that we all took together, friends who got sick and died of AIDS. There was nothing we couldn't battle our way through. Then Ron died, and about a month after Phil told me that it was time I moved on. He didn't want me to be alone, but he was indelicate about saying so, and we stopped talking.

I met Drew years later, and we were living in New York, when I came home one day to find Phil sitting on my couch. I had talked to Drew about Phil, and how we had stopped being friends, so he had gotten ahold of him and asked him to visit us. When I saw him, and he saw me, it was like a weight was lifted. We hugged, and cried, and spent the rest of the weekend together.

We became inseperable again, and when his neighbor was selling his house, Phil talked him into selling it to us for about $150.000 less than his asking price, because we had the money. He's my best friend, and is my brother. It's only natural that we would see this film, from a comic book that we discovered together. on opening day.

I hope it's as good as we think it will be, because we both have to see it again with our respective families. and it would be awful if it was bad. The reviews are good, though, and you have to have faith.

Chuc, I didn't see your previous post, but Schmoogie and I are huge Arlo fans. We catch him almost every time he's in town, and it just gets better and better. The two of us generally have pretty divergent taste in music, but we definitely agree about Arlo!

He is going to be in town in a few weeks and I was just curious if anyone had ever seen him and if he is worth the $45. Glad to know it will be worth it. Thanks for responding Mother. I appreciate it.

What a beautiful story DC. It's things like that that make me think there is hope in this world. You seemed to be truly surrounded by wonderful people. Lucky dog, er, I mean bear.

I guarantee you will have a terrific time and leave the venue a few feet off the ground. Arlo is the best!

What a great story. You made my day!

You reminded me of when my dear friend Tam and I (inseparable partners in crime, well, actually co-workers) had a break in our friendship. Gawd, this was eons ago.

We did almost everything together from work to after work happy hours, to shopping, you name it. Then suddenly everything cooled. She stopped calling or returning my calls. She was distant from me at work. She'd barely acknowledge me.

I kept trying to confront her to find out what I could have possibly done to offend her and at least attempt to apologize. She kept blowing me off.

Finally, I made one last phone call and left a message on her machine to the effect of I was going to be at a local Mexican restaurant we'd often go to and I was ordering a pitcher of margaritas. If she didn't show up, then that was that.

Well, she showed. She also came out to me that night.

I can't tell you the immense relief afterward. I was so consumed with confusion and then anger. But when she finally told me she was gay, I was so hurt that she kept it from me. In retrospect, I understand why. But then? Not so much. We talked through, er a few, pitchers of margaritas and closed the place.

Today, she and I are still close friends, though we live further away from each other now. I look forward to getting together with Tam and her lovely wife-to-be this summer. As a matter of fact, I think I'll go call her right now.

Thanks for sharing your friendship with Phil and have a great time at the movies!

You Know what Pita both you and Bear made me cry..... Thank you for both of those post..... Friends are hard to come by... we have many " Aquatence" but very few true friends. You both made me smile and cry... something about your post just hit home hard core. Thank You.

Everyone needs to keep their friends close and disregard things that are meaningless.

I had two best friends in high school. We were inseparable even after we graduated. I went to college while my friends entered the world of work. Luckily, I went to college in my hometown, so we were able to still hang out occasionally. Eventually, one of my friends entered the military and the other moved to a large city in another state. Both of my friends married, but one ended in divorce. The friend who divorced visited me briefly one Sunday afternoon. He told me he and his wife had divorced after the death of their baby. He had changed, was drinking heavily, and had changed jobs several times. I just figured his life experiences had created a divide between us. We still laughed and had a good time together, but there was something keeping us apart. I didn't know that he had been infected with AIDS not long after his move, had not been diagnosed, married, fathered a child, and that he had infected both. For some reason, the disease seemed to slow down in him. His ex-wife succumbed a year after their child. I ran into his younger sister who told me he was now in an AIDS ward without long to live. I attempted to see him and to call him. He refused to let me. I finally wrote him a letter pouring out my love for him and revealing to someone for the first time that I was gay. He never got the letter. It was delivered two days after his death. He donated his body to science, so there was no funeral to attend. To this day, I wonder how our lives would have been different had I come out to him when I was in college as he was just starting to experiment then.

Don't put off for tomorrow what needs to be done today! I came out to my family finally a couple of years ago. Things were strained, but life is better living honestly.

(((actor))) (((KSBear)))

My father has told me repeatedly that through life, we will have many acquaintences, but if you can count on one hand how many true friends you have, then you are truly blessed. Blessed.

KSBear, I have given thanks umpteenth times for my renewed friendship with Tam. Had I not been a PITA to her and she not had the courage to tell me, I fear we would have followed you and your friend's path in some way.

I offer you my prayers for peace. I only imagine how heavy a sorrow you must carry in your heart, for what could have been.

May I offer, also, a big ol' thanks for an OT thread that allows for non-topic stuffs? It's not only the show that binds, but the ties, as well.

I feel privileged to have "met" you all for one reason, or several, or another.

Hey! Look! It's Friday Night on the Off Topic Board!

WooHoo!

While I recognize many have much more interesting lives than I and have plans for the evening, I don't. Plain and simple.

However, in my little piece of the World, TheKids, for a Friday night treat, are allowed to stay up until 9:30. They are in cartoon Heaven for, oh I dunno, an hour.

They have 30 mins. left.

I'ma juvenile at heart. Entertain me. I promise to try to reciprocate when the Kidlets are tucked away safe and snug.

*RAWK*

Please. Indulge me. I have so little to look forward to.

I'm trying, thanks

I just wanted to let you know after reading that story you really touched me & made me realize how important some people in my life really are, & how much I need to cherish those relationships.
Thank you.

Does anybody know where I can find info about past auditions to see what types of stuff they're looking for?

Good Friday Evening Everyone! I'm doing ok , haven't had too bad a day without the butts. I'm at home and having trouble with my home computer. Just wanted to say hi to you all and thank you JME for you posts I really appreciate it. I will be on all night Sun mon and tues if anyone is around to talk. The ER never sleeps.

Oops, also I had to re register because my work email can't be accessed at home an I forgot my password. A little dementia goes along with the rest of the withdrawal. So I am a newbie and my name is officially wosh........go ahead welcome me to the board, but don't pick on me please

Ok, so I cuss like a sailor too and I hate liver. What's new?

Thank your lucky stars . . .

. . . you could reregister under a slightly different name. I registered on Bravo in May of 2004 and was locked out of the Boards a couple of years ago because I forgot my password and at that time there was no apparatus in the system for password recovery and/or change. At that time they wouldn't even allow two posters using the same e-mail account to register so I was S.O.L. when I tried to reregister under another name! I left multiple e-mails to The Powers That Be that were never answered.

Finally, with the start of PR4 a couple of years later, I tried to access the boards again and found they had changed the system enough to learn my old password and use the account once again.


BTW – try accessing "Ralphie's" picture while you're at home. It could have been that your filters at work wouldn't allow it even though it wasn't porn material.

Wosh, I've been meaning to reply to you for some time now.

GOOD LUCK!!

You can and WILL beat this to a scratch'o'the head mystery.

*cartwheels*

Oofa! I tink I pulled someting. For you.

What's new is I had to get up 2 x's since viewing/reading to answer the inevitable " I need a drink a watah!" and "I gotta go potty!" calls. That's what's new. At least on my end. Not really. Except for the posting.

Only in this thread. It's a normal night, despite the time difference for the kidlets. They push themnselves. And me. Like they're training for the bedtime Olypics or something.

I know what you mean jelly bean. I must go now myself to break up the inevitable bedtime brawl. Sigh.

Damn, there is absolutely no right reason for three men to eat as much as Phil, Drew and I did at the Nationals game tonight. Okay, the Nationals are a .500 club, tonight was an off night, and we figured we would nosh our way around the park; Red, Hot & Blue gave way to Hard Times cafe which gave way to Boardwalk fries which, in turn gave way to Gifford's ice cream, and, finally a large W shaped sweet pretzel, and, for the most part, it was delicious.

We got home, and the guys went to bed, but I knew if I did I would wake up with such a stomach ache, so I'm sitting here, with Alka Seltzer, writing the post mortem on my day. The Nats didn't really play that badly; at least not as bad as the 11-4 score would indicate. They had one really bad inning, and it sunk them, but they did a lot of good things, and made some really good plays in the field.

It was a beautiful evening, in a beautiful city, with two of my favorite men in the world, so I'm not going to moan about anything, other than I ate too damn much. And the food was good, so that's pretty much a moot point.

"Iron Man" was outstanding. The movie started with Downey having a stiff drink in a Humvee, racing across the desert as he talk talk talks a mile a minute. I said to Phil, "he's got it down", and Phil just nodded and gave me a knowing look that said "this is going to be good". It was.

Like all first movies, of what will be a series, it's bogged down a little by character information in the middle, but the story is good, and Favreau has made the decision to use real people, doing real stunts, instead of CGI, and it's a brilliant move. It adds an immediacy to the film that junk like "The Fantastic Four" lacks.

And it had Robert Downey Jr.. Thank the maker that it has him. He's wonderful, in a role that seems to have been made for him to play. Youse folks have to see this.

You just never know what would have happened if you had done something, that you didn't. I guess I was lucky, in that my uncle was gay, and I came out to my family when I was 18. When I met Ron I then came out to the world, as it didn't make sense to marginilise the one person who made a difference in my life.

Because of that I missed the early AIDS epdemic, personally, though I knew and buried more than 70 people during my life, Now, of course, the people who made it through to the protease era are actually starting to die of natural causes, which is something I don't think they thought was an option, when they were first diagnosed.

At first people didn't live to middle age, and now, the ones who did, are having difficulties navigating middle age. I find it ironic.

But, the thing is, you did, ultimately, come out, and you seem the better for it. I know I got to meet you afterwards, and that's a good thing, as you're a great guy. We can regret what we didn't do, but we can't change it, so we have to live with what we have left, and be the best persons that we can be. I get the impression you've done good.

By and by, that gay uncle died of AIDS in 1983, and I'm now positive, myself. Things that contributed to my uncle's death would not be an issue to me now. It is ironic, nay?

Is this thing on?

I guess I'll just watch "Cloverfield" again and turn into a pumpkin. Night all.

mmmm a cat takes care of those things itself, but I envy you the bother!
Morning all.. Rain is forecast all day today and tomorrow..
Nofor Note!

GUESS WHAT WAJ

KINDA SORTA NOT WORKING

BUT HEY LET IT NOT BE SAID I'M NOT GAME

SO IN RESPONCE TO YOUR STATEMENT.......

TAKING A QUOTE FROM ROB REINER'S MOM

IN HARRY MET SALLY......................THE ORGASM SCENE.....

"JUST GIVE ME WHAT <WAJ> IS HAVING"

TAKE CARE OVER THERE

ALOHA

HAVE FUN

<CREATIVE LICENCE> KINDA SORTA

DUELY NOTED .....................PG

FROM THE OTHER THREAD

TAKE CARE OVER THERE

ALOHA

HAVE FUN

PAPA JOHN WOULD HAVE BEEN JUST AS GOOD



HELLO HELLO THERE ACTOR

YOU GOT PRINCE CHARLES IN A CAN????



TAKE CARE OVER THERE

ALOHA

HAVE FUN

AS A KAMAIINA ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS ............

HUH?



HECK WE LIKE FRIED CHICKEN

AND WATERMELON TOO

TAKE CARE OVER THERE

ALOHA

HAVE FUN

REVIEWED SO MUCH SUNSHINE BLOWN AROUND

HERE IN THE OT

FOUND IT INSPIRATIONAL

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Sunshine on My Shoulders
Make me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water, looks so lovely.
Sunshine almost always makes me high
If I had a day, that I could give you
I’d give to you, a day just like today
If I had a song, that I could sing for you.
I sing a song, to make you feel this way

Sunshine On My Shoulders
Make me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water, looks so lovely.
Sunshine almost always makes me high
If I had a tale that, I could tell you
I'd tell a tale, sure to make you smile.
If I ha’ a wish that I could wish for you.
I'd make a wish, for sunshine all the while.

Sunshine on My Shoulders
Make me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water, looks so lovely.
Sunshine almost always makes me high

ALMOST

CAUSE WHEN I SEE

PEEPS IN "NEED" OF THAT SUNSHINE

AND PEEPS BLOWIN THAT

SUNSHINE UP THAT BUTT

IT MAKES ME LAUGH OUT LOUD

AND THAT'S ABSOLUTE

TAKE CARE OVER THERE

ALOHA

HAVE FUN

That's some awesomely fantastic training/advice. I sure wish everyone here could take that to heart and follow through on it!

I saw it on Thursday at a 9:30pm pre-screening. It was freakin' awesome! Great action. HILARIOUS comedy! Kick ass story! A War Machine tease...
Basically, it's now my 3rd favorite superhero movie of all time!

I was looking through youtube last night to see if I could find audition videos of wannabe Top Chefs like myself, or of the current top chefs.

Long sad story short, I found out who will win Season 4....

How? They apparently opened their restraunt last week!

Ack! Not a John Denver fan? Fie! Fie!

Yeah, I mean that's why I'm worried about Project Runway moving to Lifetime Television for women. I've read some of their boards and there's a lot of dramatic testimonial type posts, and posts of inspiration and sunny Hallmark type encouragement. Theres also a fair share of "I am a victim" posts and anti-male sentiment. It sometimes seems to feed on itself and there sometimes seem a bit of a competition as to who can claim more wrongs against them or more severe or complicated sickness afflicting them. And no matter what the post, there seems an ever-present chorus of peeps who have/had a "friend" who went through something similar or worse.. Theres a lot of indignation on behalf of other people, lots of saints and martyrs.

I find it annoying to post in that kind of emotionally saturated environment, and will not be following the show there, at least not to post. But they "say" they welcome men, and some men here will fit right in. I just warn them to change their user names to something like HannahBean or SusieQ and use this as a pattern for their avatar.

Note, they're too feminine for me and I'm a woman! Nope. I will not go over to the dark side, either. Even if I'm sitting in here all by myself I will post on one of the old Bravo threads in protest.

I'll look for you then, but at least we have this summer...

Memory of a Free Festival

Words and music by David Bowie


The Children of the summer's end
Gathered in the dampened grass
We played Our songs and felt the London sky
Resting on our hands
It was God's land
It was ragged and naive
It was Heaven

Touch, We touched the very soul
Of holding each and every life
We claimed the very source of joy ran through
It didn't, but it seemed that way
I kissed a lot of people that day

Oh, to capture just one drop of all the ecstasy that swept that afternoon
To paint that love upon a white balloon
And fly it from the toppest top of all the tops
That man has pushed beyond his brain
Satori must be something just the same

We scanned the skies with rainbow eyes and saw machines of every shape and size
We talked with tall Venusians passing through
And Peter tried to climb aboard but the Captain shook his head
And away they soared
Climbing through the ivory vibrant cloud
Someone passed some bliss among the crowd
And We walked back to the road, unchained

"The Sun Machine is Coming Down, and We're Gonna Have a Party
The Sun Machine is Coming Down, and We're Gonna Have a Party
The Sun Machine is Coming Down, and We're Gonna Have a Party
The Sun Machine is Coming Down, and We're Gonna Have a Party
The Sun Machine is Coming Down, and We're Gonna Have a Party."

Hi, Note and other level-headed posters. Why don't we just keep posting here even when PR moves? BBB doesn't seem to mind threads that cover more than one epi--why should more than one network matter?

I found a level-headed smiley!
Seriously, great idea. Bravo won't mind as we'll be hits counted for their advertising..

That's a good song, and it's made a strage journey. The first time I heard Bowie perform it he was, basically, a glorified cabaret singer, with a rock band. Within the next year he had become a soul singer, and his large back up group, wich included Luther Vandross, sang the last chorus, and only the last chorus, to introduce the appearance of Bowie, the soul singer.

It was a particularly big change for an artist who has made a career out of his cha-cha-changes. Bowie appeared in a suit, and he looked unnaturally thin, but it was the beginning of a new era. By the end of it he had changed into an art rocker, and important actor. I love Bowie, and I've avidly followed all his changes. He did this all before MTV, and that was remarkable.

And when he first started doing film he was a curiosity. Now when he shows up, like his performance in "The Prestige", he's counted as a huge asset. How odd is that?

I like that.. Going over to the "dark side"...
I'm a woman too and I will not go over to the dark side either!!!
And no one can make me!!!

Hey, enough of us stay, and we can just cary on like usual...

That's a nice idea, but, I'm pretty certain, that once "Project Runway" moves to Lifetime, these boards for that show will go down quicker than a preacher's daughter at college.

I would assume that you mean in back of "Batman Begins" and "SpiderMan 2".

I believe that there are genres of films that, somehow, go beyond the boundaries of what we consider to be good or, bad, film making. I know when Bravo does their shows on the best scary moments I tend to agree with them, but a lot of those films got horrendous reviews by mainstream critics. In a way I agree with them, but horror, for instance, is something "other" than what we expect from "good" films. It's a primal experience, and one that normal standards do not apply to.

"Hostel" is a great horror film, but, even I, look at it, and can nitpick it apart. When it was over I gave it two thumbs, way up, but is it a great film? I don't know. Does anyone else have any opinions on this?

And I remember when "The Hulk" came out everyone was dismayed by the film, which was a modest hit, no matter what. I thought that the psychological aspects of it were interesting, and the edgy, comic strip fueled editing was awesome. The acting was even good, so why is the film so unsatisfying? Good question, and one I've never really been able to answer.

Anime is another genre where the films existed for years, and were fully embraced by a small group of fim fanatics, but didn't really get the love that they deserved for years. Now that films, like "Paprika", are considered to be mind blowing masterworks the mainstream critics are saying "oh, I always loved this genre", but it's not true. I know I came across a lot of resistance when I put "Akira" on my list of the ten best movies the year it was released. Was I ahead of the curve? I don't think so. I'm not that smart.

Amen to level headed post-ers.

Amen to not going to the dark side.

Amen to staying here and boosting Bravo's ratings and tanking "Lifetime of Commercials'" ratings.

And, amen to the preacher's daughter.

We could just stay on the TC board or hijack one of the other boards...

Sounds good to me! After all, the porch would be hard to transport to
girlie-ville and I'm not sure I'd want to!

Oh....hey guys (especially Partsgirl!) This is why I've been distracted, and boy do I need a nap now! I took the teen with me to carry the bass clarinet & case around for me, and he kept asking me, "You carried this all through high school and college? Mom, it's HEAVY!
Well....I have not participated seriously in a concert like this in about twenty-five to thirty years..........and it's been LONG overdue! But boy....I really do need a nap!

YAY JAZZIE!!! Great job! And, boy, does that picture bring back memories... I envy you getting to at least sit with the other clarinets. I got shoved to the row with the tubas.

Yep! Dead on the money!