Guildenstern Speaks

I thought about typing this one last night, but then Dianna incited me to watch a movie and afterward I was too tired. In fact, I didn't even feel like getting up this morning, I think I may be on the verge of illness and I'm trying to stave it off.

Yesterday was a good day. A bit on the chilly side, but good nonetheless. My day wasn't as good as Dianna's, but not much tops that. ;)

One happy occurance of Friday was my getting a package in the mail. It was a couple CD's I had ordered earlier in the week. Salvador and Matthew West. Yesss! Matthew West is so awesome!

The other happy thing was going to the play with Dianna, Jesse and my grandma. I'm really glad grandma could come, I haven't been able to spend time with her for a while. They had the theatre set up so that the audience was up on stage with the actors. Before the show started they engaged us in swordfighting and other medieval and Shakespearian delights. Jesse fought Becky and beat her quite quickly then later did an impressive bit of juggling. Later Becky was asking if there were any other "daring young gentlemen" who would fight her. As none volunteered, I quickly stepped up to the challenge. It was so much fun! I actually have no idea how to swordfight except what I've picked up from various books and movies, but I pushed her back quite easily. I shall have to see if she wants a rematch tonight. I think Jesse ought to teach me to fence. The practical purpose being that it would help me with my writing to be able to accurately describe real swordplay, and it would just be a lot of fun. ;)

The play was "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead." It was hilarious. Though at the same time, they managed to address the quite serious topics of death and the worth of the individual. As professor Cole would say, they "move from levity to gravity in a sophisticated, flawless motion." Although the leads are not meant to be sophisticated at all. They are average guys swept up into affairs far beyond their comprehension or control. Of course, the conclusion is depressing. They die, of course, the title tells us that. But they seem to reach the conclusion to simply accept their fate without a fight. Everyone dies, they say, why should it matter that we haven't done anything wrong? Death is meaningless, and life must be meaningless too, if death can come to us in such a fashon. After all, who are we but two men in this world of men.

But life is not meaningless. And individual people do have worth. God made us that way. I choose to view the morbid ending of this play as a warning. Don't fall into the trap of thinking this life pointless, or you may find it ending before it could begin. Not neccessarily in a literal sense, but I have seen people who find no real joy in life simply because they have decided that it is pointless. Don't let that happen.

Well, now that we're all sufficiently depressed, let's try to brighten the mood, shall we? Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are an awesome comedic duo. Grandma said that they reminded her of the great Abbot and Costello. (Who's on first? Exactly!) Jesse said they were like him and his twin brother. Fun. Dianna thinks that she and I are the two. She is Rosencrantz and I am Guildenstern. Actually, I can envision the two of us having a conversation like the one on death next year when we're roommates. She'll be the one lying on the floor rambling on about whatever happened to come into her head, and I'll be the one listening and rolling my eyes. Ah, good times coming.

Well, that's probably enough for now. I need to work on a couple of papers and then hopefully work a bit on my story. I need to rewrite a scene because I just changed the architectural design of the building.

God bless, and take care.
-Kim