March 7th, 2006

tell me a story [lizzieb]

(televisual) planning ahead

     Adam Baldwin // Bones // Wednesday, March 15; 9pm, FOX // 1.15 "Two Bodies in the Lab"
Adam Baldwin has some Bones to pick.  Adam will play Agent Kenton, a fellow FBI agent of David Boreanaz's character Booth on the March 15th episode of Bones called "Two Bodies in the Lab".

     Michelle Trachtenberg // House // Tuesday, April 4; 9pm, FOX // 2.16 "Safe"
Michelle Trachtenberg to guest star on April 4th episode of Fox series House.  She'll play a teenage girl who recently had a heart transplant.

     (guest) starrage liek whoa // How I Met Your Mother // Monday, May something; 8:30 pm, CBS // season finale
links: whedonesque / zap2it / tv.com

Sidenotes:

Apparently Asia Argento and Winona Ryder are in The Heart is Deceitful Above All Things.

Thoughts on NBC's pilot Heroes?

In my mail today, a postcard from The TheaterOffensive:
Christine Jorgensen Reveals
Calderwood Pavilion, April 6-29
www.bostontheatrescene.com
I actually don't see it on said website, though now I'm debating some of the other shows that have been added to the website.

Edit: found.
Christine Jorgensen Reveals
by Bradford Louryk
Directed by Josh Hecht

4/6/2006 – 4/29/2006
The Theater Offensive
Roberts Studio Theatre


"Ex-GI Turns Blonde Beauty!” In 1952, America’s first famous transsexual was a scandal, and arguably the most famous person in the world. In Christine Jorgensen Reveals, Bradford Louryk’s exquisite, tour de force performance brings to life Jorgensen’s only recorded interview. The result is a disarming and enlightening new play about personhood and the nature of humanity in which Ms. Jorgensen–displaying extraordinary intellect, charisma, poise, and grace– speaks candidly about her sensational life. Banned in Boston since 1954, Christine was ahead of her time in understanding gender identity as a social construct, and forced the world to reconsider. Nominated for a 2006 GLAAD Media Award!

Approximate Running Time: 1 hour, 15 minutes
[polymexina, I will definitely be in touch when the full Huntington Play Reading Series list is up as I definitely wanna see Voyeurs de Venus.]




So, the following came to my fannish e-mail address, escaping the Spam filter probably because it was only sent to a few dozen people.  I recognize lots of fannish addresses on there.  So this'll be a repeat for some of you, but it's too funny not to share.
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would ask of Sam at the dinner table, breaking in on a conversation of
him and he struggled to his feet.Without stopping his work, Grover began swearing."Damn it, man, get out of here."Sam groped with his hand for the door. One of the white-clad, ghoulish
wake up

[Lent: day 7/40]

And God said, "Let us make man in our image, after our likeness."
-Genesis 1.26


YHWH's Image

And YHWH sat in the dust, bone weary after
days of strenuous making, during which He,
now and again, would pause to consider the
way things were shaping up.  Time also would
pause upon these strange durations; it would
lean back on its haunches, close its marble
eyes, appear to doze.

But then YHWH Himself finally sat on the
dewy lawn---the first stage of his work all but
finished----He took in a great breath laced with
all lush odors of creation.  It made him almost
giddy.

As He exhaled, a sigh and sweet mist spread out
from him, settling over the earth.  In that
obscurity, YHWH sat for an appalling interval,
so extreme that even Time opened its eyes, and
once, despite itself, let its tail twitch.  Then
YHWH lay back, running His hands over the
damp grasses, and in deep contemplation
reached into the soil, lifting great handsful of
trembling clay to His lips, which parted to
avail another breath.

With this clay He began to coat His shins,
cover His thighs, His chest.  He continued this
layering, and, when He had been wholly
interred, He parted the clay at His side, and
retreated from it, leaving the image of Himself
to wander in what remained of that early
morning mist.

from Recovered Body: Poems by Scott Cairns (New York: George Braziller Publisher, 1998.) p. 39