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diary of a stalker fan

G: On Friday Stacy came over and walked Katy with me, then we hung around and chatted and I made her some lunch. She's off on a month long trip around the country, interviewing new places to move to, perhaps. Drive safely, Stacy!

Over the weekend I attended a clay workshop at the Community Center. It was interesting and fun, and I got some pieces out of it that are very different than what I usually do, but I'm pretty sure the techniques aren't going to make it into my usual repertoire. Still, fun to try new things.

On Saturday night we went to see Paul and Storm and Jonathan Coulton AGAIN at Ram's Head Tavern in Annapolis. Renee came with us and Izolda met us there. The set was a bit shorter than at the Birchmere a little while ago, there were definitely some songs missing from P&S's set but JoCo always mixes it up a bit. But all the major ones were covered. Later in the show JoCo even asked for requests, which sent the crowd a-shouting, so then he asked us all to please shut up. He picked two tables at the front and played their requests (Kenesaw Mountain Landis and Mandelbrot Set), and he never heard me shout "Over There", and later said that would have been a good option but he plays some of the older songs less and less. He said he couldn't play (didn't know how!) one of the songs Renee shouted out (Drinking With You), and something else someone asked for.

When he (w/P&S) did Code Monkey a bunch of monkeys were thrown onstage that someone had passed out to some of the crowd (our table included). I heaved a much larger clown monkey up there, which frightened them. JoCo picked it up and said, "Oh, a clown monkey. That's the saddest kind of monkey." Soon Paul and Storm were sticking the little monkeys that had Velcro on their hands to the wall behind them. Then one of them said “It looks like we defeated 4 monkeys in combat”!

Later, after they did Creepy Doll, I threw this very weird looking doll I found at the thrift store. It was some sort of an Anne Geddes doll knock off - it looked like a little kid wearing a teddy bear costume with yellow yarn hair sticking out, independently swiveling arms and legs (shudder), and her bare butt showing through the costume. It was really ugly and weird and kinda creepy. That frightened them quite a bit. When Paul picked it up, one of the legs was completely bent backwards; totally twisted around in an unnatural way. It made it look that much weirder. JoCo told Paul to keep it away from him. Paul put it behind them and said it was between his bag and a pile of monkeys.

At one point when people were shouting things, JoCo said, "Did you say Foghat, or Fogelberg?" and followed with a cover of "Leader of the Band." It's a lovely song and they did it really well, except P&S's penny whistles were humorously off key. We loved his performance of Mr. Fancy Pants, that he extended from a short song into something very cool with a Zendrum. You can see a video of it at a different performance here.

As has seemed to become customary since the Birchmere show, they closed the encore with First of May and Sweet Caroline. Which was SWEET!

Very soon after as we were still at our table, Joco walked right by us and Renee called out, "Hi Jonathan!" and he stopped and chatted with us. I said "I love you even more now," and he said something like, "I love you more too!" and pointed back and forth between us. He said he had noticed our table enjoying the show quite a bit (we sang along with everything, and I kept thinking he had been looking over at us a lot, but there was glare on is glasses so I couldn't be sure). I gave him a button that the Looneys made that says All Hail The Internet, because last time we saw him (and is some other youtube videos of recent shows) he was wearing a t-shirt that said "The Internet Is Awesome." Renee asked if he remembered us and he said no, but then she brought up the Birchmere and he said oh yeah! Or something. Izolda gave him a copy of her CD and said she'd gotten so much of his music she wanted to give some back to him. Then he went off to sign autographs and such.

I wanted to talk to him still, so after a bathroom break I waited for Renee to buy the same shirt I'd bought during intermission ("Visit Beautiful Skullcrusher Mountain" (front), and "What's with all the screaming?" (back)) and we waited behind just a few people in the otherwise still crowded anteroom to the venue. Soon it appeared JoCo was free so we squeezed over to him (they were behind a bar that served as a protective barrier). I said Hi again a bit sheepishly and I might have said we wanted to bother him some more. I told him it might seem weird but that I'm friends with Weird Al and that I'd shown Al his website, but then someone else had given Al a disc of his music and that Al was enjoying it and that he said "Hi." We got to talking about Al for a while, Jonathan seemed impressed, he said he's a huge fan of Al's, and to say "Hi" back.

We talked about the back of the Thing a Week 4 disc that talks about Weird Al (the liner notes by John Hodgman) and when I said I was wondering what the heck that meant he explained how he knew it seemed a bit derogatory about Al but all that it meant was that he and John Hodgman were talking about each of their little smidgens of fame they were gathering, and that JoCo's fame category would be the Weird Al category, and while Al is very famous he is not, like, Tom Cruise famous, and that that compared to Al their fame was so minuscule and that was depressing.

I reminded Renee to tell him about dancing at her house to his music, which she did, then asked him to write a tango. Which he indicated he might.

A couple other people were waiting to talk to him so I shook his hand and we left. It was a great evening! I'm a big gushing fan girl! Here is his blog post about the show, and there are comments from me, Renee, and Izolda...

Wednesday John and I ran in a two mile fun run at Goddard. We stayed together and our time was around 22 minutes 32 seconds. I felt terrible afterwards for a while. It was hot out. I even got mild stomach cramps, but just for about 15 minutes. Then I went to a yoga class at Greenbelt Om, intermediate. I really like the intermediate classes there - the others don't seem to give me much of a workout - but that may be because there are often beginners in classes so it's scaled back a bit for them.

genes, memes, and memegenes

J: There are genetic diseases, like Downs Syndrome and Cystic Fibrosis, which spread through populations from parents to children. There are also memetic diseases, such as racism, torture, and Tom Cruise movies. These diseases spread memetically through populations, mostly using social programming and lots of repetition.

Then there are diseases that have genetic and memetic components. (Strictly speaking, all memetic diseases occupy the genetic realm, since we are usually talking about the memes that infect the brain of the human phenotype. But in this discussion I'm mostly talking about memetic diseases that also have specific genetic markers.) Alcoholism and depression are two such diseases.

There exist genes that predispose their carriers to disorders like alcoholism and depression. The genes grow a human brain that responds to certain triggers, and becomes addicted or despondent. These disorders, even before they are activated, can spread from one brain to another via memetic means. Alcoholism co-opts  chemical and social pressures to make addicts out of its victims. Depression spreads its tendrils of despair— manipulating empathy while advertising hopelessness.

Alcoholism causes its victims to search for alcohol; depression causes its victims to search for darkness, isolation, and stagnation. Both diseases make the victims become opposed—sometimes violently—to the very treatments that will help them (i.e. abstinence as a treatment for alcoholism; or sunlight, exercise, motivation, and social activities to combat depression).

These kind of diseases seek out and possess genetically targeted brains, then mature into fantastically sophisticated parasites.  A "memegenetic" disease can subtly brainwash its host into rationalizing the need to continue feeding the disease, even if said disease is killing its host. It sometimes tricks its host into propagating the disease to other hosts. Semantically speaking, such diseases are alive and intelligent. They might as well be called demonic diseases, or demons.

So, what's my conclusion? I don't know. The human brain is so fragile; we're being attacked from all sides. It just all seems so hopeless. I think I'll go have a drink.
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