{"id":58,"date":"2001-04-21T00:33:00","date_gmt":"2001-04-21T05:33:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=58"},"modified":"2001-04-21T00:33:00","modified_gmt":"2001-04-21T05:33:00","slug":"youths-a-stuff-will-not-endure","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=58","title":{"rendered":"“youth’s a stuff will not endure…”"},"content":{"rendered":"

…watched a production of Twelfth Night<\/i> on video earlier this evening, wading through memories of perfoming it in high school. I still remember most of my lines (I was Orsino) and mouthed them at the more significant junctures in the play.
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\n“like lucrece knife with bloodless stroke my heart doth gore…”
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\nI miss acting. We only did one performance of it, too, which I regret, since I don’t feel I had the opportunity to really work the kinks out of my character… Not that I was professional enough to pull off a decent performance anyway, but I do wish I could have given it another shot.
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\n“I was adored once too…”
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\nWent down to JAARS<\/a> today. It’s a missionary aviation complex just south of Charlotte where they refurbish and maintain the aircraft that fly in mission fields around the world. I’m helping them design a crash-worthy seat for a new model of aircraft, an endeavor also doubling as the last project of my semester in design studio. It’s rather nice it that respect, as it’s an organization I would most like to affiliate myself with eventually. I ended up talking with the head mechanic for a couple of hours about the project and other things… We just talked grease and pistons for the last half hour… It was great.<\/p>\n

What isn’t so great is the drive down there… After a 3-mile run a few minutes ago, my legs are hurting more than normal. I guess that’s what I get for driving a small car (and no, that’s not a thinly-veiled desire for a bigger car; just a faster one). In any case, 6 hours of driving is no fun, especially without cruise control. I left from Chapel Hill around 9, expecting to arrive in Waxhaw (the town where JAARS is based) around 11:30 or so… The catch was, I couldn’t keep my eyes open, having gone to sleep late the previous night. Preferring to be late over dead, I pulled into a gas station and slept for a few minutes before continuing on. I had the most unnerving dreams, though, repeatedly. I reclined the seat in the car and fell asleep, and dreamed several times that I woke up slowly, put my hands on the steering wheel, started the car, and drove off. Thing was, every time I would get so far down the road, I would realize I was dreaming, and “wake up,” peeling another layer off my real dream. These sequences were uncannily realistic, too. The final time, I actually made it onto the highway, and Paul (my younger brother) was in the car for some reason. The car broke down and wouldn’t start, though, so I popped the hood and examined the battery and fuel pump, all in great detail in my dream… After I really woke up, I could only hope it wasn’t a premonitory dream, realistic as it was. All went well, though.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

…watched a production of Twelfth Night on video earlier this evening, wading through memories of perfoming it in high school. I still remember most of my lines (I was Orsino) and mouthed them at the more significant junctures in the play. “like lucrece knife with bloodless stroke my heart doth gore…” I miss acting. We […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/58"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=58"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/58\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=58"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=58"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=58"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}