My xenophobic self
likes to read the daily news,
with coffee from Columbians
and bagels baked by Jews;
and read about the troubled
Some people want to blame the French-
but it's all Greek to me.
Confession: I am a bandwagon fan.
Until a couple of months ago, my connection to the Boston Bruins was this: I grew up with a last name that is one letter short of being the same as that of one of the greatest goalies of all time, Bruins legend Gerry Cheevers. I spent most of my childhood being asked if I was related to him. (No. Also, interesting side note: only twice have I ever been asked if I was related to race car driver Eddie Cheever. And only once have I been asked if I'm related to author John Cheever. His literary offspring Benjamin and Susan? Nobody's ever asked if I'm related to them. But I digress.)
Suddenly I'm watching hockey, talking with relative intelligence about the merits of players like Horton, Bergeron, Lucic and Thomas, whose names I barely knew six months ago, and finding my breath rising and falling on each move these guys make on the ice.
I know long-suffering Bruins fans have mixed feelings about bandwagon fans. I get it. They've been riding the rollercoaster for years, and now a tourist like me comes along and tries to act like a local. But this is Boston. That makes it different. In Boston, even if you never watched a hockey game, you know who Bobby Orr was and what number he wore. You know it the same way you'd just simply know names like Williams and Yastrzemski, or Bird and Parish. You know it when you hear kids saying "Beat L.A." and "Yankees Suck" and they're not parroting their parents-- they mean it. These loyalties are woven into the culture of the city, and woven into each one of us born and raised here.
They don't call it Red Sox Nation for nothin'. Around here, you don't simply become a fan of the Bruins, the Red Sox, the Celtics, or the Patriots. You are born into it the same way you're born into U.S. citizenship. There are days for life as usual and days to fly the colors. This is the time to fly the colors. Go Bruins!
I've been announced for the lineup of this year's Ignite Boston, taking place this coming Monday night, February 7. The event is part of Global Ignite Week and is taking place at Microsoft's New England Research & Development campus at 1 Memorial Drive in Cambridge. It's free, but you have to register in advance, which you can do by going to the Ignite Boston Eventbrite page:
As with all Ignite talks, I'll be speaking for 5 minutes, with a slide presentation of 20 slides that auto-advance every 15 seconds. My topic is "Pure Imagination: How Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory Is Really An Anti-Drug Parable". Fans of me or this blog may recall I tackled this a couple of years ago in a guest post for the great site Overthinking It, which you certainly should be reading if you're not already.
Last night was the screening of the Best of the 2010 Boston 48 Hour Film Project. ImprovBoston had an official entry, Fat Cops, and there were four other films by members of the ImprovBoston community that made it to the "Best of" level. In the service of shameless self-promotion, the theme from Fat Cops won Honorable Mention for Best Song (the winner of Best Song? A song co-written by my What the Dickens?!? and An Evening With Ladley & Craig collaborator Adam Brooks.) And if you watch Fat Cops, you'll see the stunning debut of a talented young actress, my daughter Annabelle. No, I'm not biased.
All of the films from the IB crowd are great. Here they are:
Fat Cops by ImprovBoston
For A Few Flowers More by Albatross (winner of Best Film, Best Actor, Best Actress, and a lot of other awards...)
Winston & Wilma by We're Making A Movie:
No Choice by Bastards, Inc.:
Every Buddy Dies by Really.:
I had this blog for a while. Then a lot-- a LOT-- of incredibly painful things happened in my personal life. So I decided to stop blogging for a while. And "a while" turned into a year and change.
I decided it's time to come back. Among other reasons, I'm inspired by an acquaintance who noted that it made little sense to express myself on Facebook, where the ownership of my creative content is murky at best. Plus, y'know, what's a Ministry of Propaganda without propaganda, right? I have a show I wrote going up this summer at ImprovBoston, and another show I'm directing is going up immediately after that, so...
We are at war with Eurasia. We have always been at war with Eurasia.
A paean to the senior Senator upon the news that he's been granted an honorary knighthood. From the 3/9/09 edition of Boston News Net. Written by TC Cheever; performed by Jacey Bokuniewicz. Directed/edited by Ian Brownell.