I really don’t know what I must have clicked on to get that third recommendation. I blame Jed.

My list for immediate moving concerns is as follows. The main issue I have here is that things are open only during the day when I am working, or directly after when I am at rehearsal. All online services for managing these things have met with various ridiculous obstacles, which I detail below.

1. Change address with bank
2. Buy boxes
3. Goodwill run
For good reason, I actually have to go into the bank itself to make this change. And the others require my attendance personally, I understand.

4. Schedule cable (switch to AT&T Uverse?)
Despite assurances from my new landlord, AT&T’s web site claims that their cable service is unavailable in my new apartment. Time Warner’s site is equally useless as it simply delivers an error when I put in my ZIP code or address to apply for service.

5. Change of address
USPS’s site is usually totally awesome about this, but this time when I get to the charging of my bank card $1 to prove my identity, the site balks because my bank has the 5-digit number, but the site wants to use the 9-digit number and won’t let me switch it. So I have to do that manually as well.

6. Double-check Uhaul reservation
I can only do this by calling the store that made my reservation. Which store that might be is a mystery to me, as my online reservation found the “nearest available store” and never gave me an address or phone number. The number was texted to me, despite my indication on the online form that email is the best way to contact me. Then I had to make changes to the reservation due to availability of trucks, so it’s very likely my reservation is no longer in the system and I will find this out way too late to make other arrangements.

7. Bring attic boxes down to main level
8. Cancel Snap Fitness
Were it not for actually having to turn in my little swiper card, I would not forgive this place for not letting me handle this online.

I have not even ten minutes any time during this week to handle ANY of these things. I really should have waited an extra month before moving. It seems I must have angered the internet gods so that they want me to wade through the Red Tape Sea in person. And I can’t. Where’s my goddamn clone assistant?

Add breakdancing and performance art to the list.

I will miss this guy. He was always on my list of top ten villains. Watch the video and you may understand.

Julius Carry III Dead: Sho’Nuff Has Died – Tittle-Tattle Tooâ„¢: The Post Chronicle

Sho’Nuff!

Did a miniature Zorro get me? I wish. I banged my head on a horse trailer while helping a friend move.

Comic Characters illustrate the alignment system from D&D. Man, I really need to get a mini-blog for these links.

Also, my trip to NYC was loads of fun and internal strife, but more on that later.

Strangely, at the Summer Sling in New York, they did not offer any classes on how to win a fight against twenty children.

I am probably not the first to notice this, but Flickr’s multi-lingual greeting made me chuckle today:

Especially when you IM everyone with it. And the news is that I am starring as Charlie Brown in “You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown” with the Bay Players in Northern Milwaukee.

My friend Tim made me this:

Movement. The word defines my life in this encapsulation of time. Not growth, though there may be some. Not acceleration as the speed seems constant. But there’s no pause. Just movement.

Tonight, I teach children how to use their bodies more than their words or faces to tell a story. We will use movement as a dramatic tool. When classified, it is not dance. But it is. A coordination of bodily movement to convey an emotion or story is dance, so this is dance. A parody of a deadly dance. Some of my students seem to understand this intrinsically. The others have no love for this, as it falls under the heading of education and education connotes stuffiness, even in this context.

Friday, I fly to New York City for my first ever visit. I planned an extra week of time to enjoy the city, but honestly, I do not know what I will do with myself. I imagine at least one or two days I will simply walk the streets and live the city for a few hours. I have not got as much money as I planned to have, but I will make do.

By the next Friday, I will be the student of movement. How to move and make others move as effective communication of pathos and drama. My being is beginning to expand and understand the expanse of what staged movement can be. Grace is only a component, coordination only a fundamental. There is much more than what I teach and purport expertise in. Oceans of human experience passed down to explore and incorporate into this creaky body. And yet it is all practical and as natural as breath.

Then, when I return, Clare will likely have moved herself to New York and into her new life as doctoral student. My house will be very empty for a short time before the new tenants begin to move their lives into it. All the comforts will be packed away to make space for their accoutrement. I will drift between dunes of my things and theirs and the separation, while distinct, will also become insignificant.

Until I move. All of the material representations of me will occupy new space, identical to other people’s storage of self. Flitting around my new singular division, I will attempt to personalize with objects suiting me. But really, it will all be transitive as a year becomes such a shallow cup of time before once again…

I move.