Pillowman: Part 2

Finishing up The Pillowman, I realized how far fetched and interesting it really was. Most of which came in the last few pages. I did enjoy reading these horrific child murders, only to find out in the end that they hadn't actually happened. Katurian says that, the point of a story teller is to tell a story, so apparently everyone is the play is a story teller, with the exception of the deaf little girl. (Who I guess will have a story to tell after all) However, the amount of "stories" that were used can be related in a broad psychological/philosophical sense . Mainly, what they all mean, to whom, and why?

Back on Track : (Take Two)

Alright, not too bad, apparently I'm aloud to continue with my training after this weekend. Although I cant physically get stronger for a few weeks, avoiding any heavy lifting, cardiovascular wise I can get it endless miles of free running. Not to be confused with another type of "free running", which is also pretty cool. Visiting my doctor on Friday, I went in thinking he was going to say that I would have to stay out for another 2 weeks, based off what my friend had done when his appendix was taken out. However, my recovery had been quick and easy, and faster than usual.

The Pillowman

Getting through the first few pages of The Pillowman, I realized that this would be a pretty quick read. Well, for me at least, I really take a liking to mysterious suspense stories such as this one, and can get a good image of the scenery on whats going (typical interrogation room in a precinct with a table placed in the middle, and the one light shining right in the accused face). Being just as confused as Katurian, makes it even more interesting, and then we find out how his stories reveal that he's the killer of these innocent children, or is he? Well I haven't read past the first scene, so I'll be finding out shortly. However, so far so good, having this "good" cop, "bad" cop scenario spices things up also, yet I'm kind of confused whole really is this "good" cop. Although it's stated, I'm not sure which would be worse. A physical abusive cop beating you towards the truth, or the sarcastic mental approach showing no mercy on any level, dragging you in circles.

Just My Luck

So after five months of gruesome rehabilitation, and frustration I had two weeks of solid, pain free running. Little did I know I would soon have an experience of a life time. Around Tuesday afternoon just before Music class, I found myself beside a toilet, in excruciating pain. However this would not prevent me from later attending a play that night. With little regret of making it there, I would soon find myself in the emergency room the next morning. Apparently the major discomfort I experienced through "Black Watch" (which by the way gets two thumbs up) was due to a severe case of appendicitis. Later that night I was to have it removed and experience my first surgical procedure. Well thats just what I need, another set back. Being forced to wait another month before getting back on track, this time without any physical activity to make up for it. No swimming, lifting or even stretching. For all you non athletes, I wouldn't expect much sympathy, however this would be the first time in over five years where I will have nothing to do with my "spare" time... to be "regular"

Black Watch - Natioanl Theatre of Scotland

Wow... I must say, what a job well done. While sitting through the play on Tuesday night, I realized how well put together this play was written/acted out. To be honest, if I hadn't seen both the play first hand, and read it, I probably wouldn't have the same appreciation for it. Although I wasn't feeling very well, experiencing some severe abdominal crampage, I still had forced myself through the whole 2 hour experience. I've only attended three plays in my life, and that was the best one by far. From this play I'm sure I will be attending a few more in years to come. It really opened my eyes to a different experience towards literature.

Political Playground

So keeping up with recent presidential debates over the last few weeks, I've come to realize how "entertaining" they've become. It's great to watch our future leaders of this country go at it, the same as if they were forty years younger. It's one thing to defend yourself to an opposing "player", even pointing fingers figuratively, but when it get on literal terms then maybe they should take a step back and just answer the damn question. To be honest, after watching last weeks debate I had to change the channel. It got to the point where questions weren't being answered and instead went around them , to find a point of attack. What sort of professionalism takes the "rules" and throws them out the window? Even sports have this thing called sportsmanship, well an exception might be boxing. Which leads me to my next point... I say we take it back a few years and have these two allow "Darwinism" to take over, and allow the "strongest" to take control of this country.

False Advertising?

So after the fourth piece of literature based on war stories, and experiences, I think Uncle Sam needs to explain what the deal is. Apparently these soldiers don't expect half of what they experience before they sign their name away. After reading several pieces of literature based on past war experience, I feel my judgment on war has changed a tad. From what I hear all that pre-training in the U.S., of maintaining discipline at all times, and getting prosecuted for wrong doing, seems to be altered in times of "war". I mean I understand, through past wars in American history that the U.S. is "always right", which makes it that much easier to take over other countries, because we feel it's the "right" thing to do. However, I don't feel that the process should be made a mockery of. Listening to what these veterans have to say about what really goes on out there, past the papers, is a little disturbing.

Back on Track

I just started running again this week for the first time in five months, and what a rush it was. Although it was only a mile, because I have to start out slow since it's been so long, the feeling of simply running was most prominent on that Wednesday afternoon. Everyone wants to know What makes a man run? People can't understand why a man runs. They don't see any sport in it. Argue it lacks the sight and thrill of body contact. Yet, the conflict is there, more raw and challenging than any man versus man competition. For in running it is man against himself, the cruelest of opponents. The other runners are not the real enemies. His adversary lies within him, in his ability, with brain and heart to master himself and his emotions. Personally, I feel that theres no greater accomplishment, physically or mentally, than beating your previous time.

National Theatre of Scotland

Reading through this play, I want to say that I probably stopped through about half of it so far. All these fucking "Ay"'s and "Hay"'s are throwing me off a little bit. You'd think through about page 3 or 4 I'd catch onto the translation, but no. Putting that aside, I also do not enjoy the set up of this play. I fell it makes it hard to read and keep up with what each individual person is saying, and the scenery in which it takes place in, with every scene change. Not to mention I kind of find the plot a little laid back and dry. So as of now, I do not look forward to finishing the play or have much intention on seeing what happens in the end.