I’m back…

Posted Monday, August 30, 2004 at 10h52 in Personal

…from a week of meetings with clients in DC. Besides visiting Nextel, Pentagon, DISA and Qwest, I also found out that I LOVE Bartok. I was able to get in 18 holes of golf (discovered a nice little public golf course near Chantilly) and meet up with DK, Jon and Jenn for dinner and a movie. On my return trip I stopped by Philly to visit Ted, Jane, Linda and Andy. Despite the playtime, this past week has been quite tiring. Right now I’m exhausted, it’s a Monday, and I have to prepare for a fairly important meeting with Juniper which was originally scheduled for Friday but has just been moved to tomorrow.

Bing gaming and The Lion King

Posted Monday, August 16, 2004 at 11h49 in Music

I haven’t done much gaming in a long time with work being busy and all. So this past Saturday when I picked up Disgaea again for the first time in months, I submerged myself in level-uping goodness until 5am. I transmigrated several characters a couple times and am now working on leveling up a legendary Arcadia and a legendary Chakra Belt.

So, after three hours of sleep, I got up and went into the city to meet up with my cousin. We visited the Metropolitan Museum of Art, had lunch at a Cosi, and saw The Lion King on Broadway. The show provided some new music in the African-Disney hybrid style, i.e. strong solo voices tackling chromatic intervals, organic sounding wind and synth, tonic bass and percussive ostinato. Recapitulation of the solo voice from a swelling chorus was also used to produce some rather nice effects. The costume and set design were wonderfully done, though the voices seemed a bit weak at times. And then there was the rather ridiculous scene where Mufasa is trying to explain the “circle of life” to Simba:

“You must respect all life, Simba; the birds, the zebras, the deer…”
“But don’t we eat the deer?”
“Well, you see son, when we lions die, our bodies become food for the earth, which helps the grass grow, and the deer eat the grass. It’s the circle of life.”

My ass.

“Mommy, why did the bad man kill daddy and pillage his corpse?”
“Well, you see son, daddy was a judge. When bad people kill people like daddy, they have to go to court, which helps people like daddy earn money and feed their families. It’s the circle of life.”