you know, what I do a lot more of than you. One of its Egyptian forms is seshemu ("sexual intercourse" ) shown in hieroglyphics by male and female genitals doing. Christian authorities labeled six "the number of sin" and 666 is certainly a bad thing. Six was the magical number of ancient Avalon. Numerologists, for example, claim that 1 is the Yang and 2 is the Yin, staying in our Chinese theme. To pseudo-scientists they even have esoteric definitions. Even when I do TKD I am using a sine wave. I can do music with numbers ( the circle of fifths ), language, art and science. Plus, there are 400 dialects in China so I certainly can't express how many supermodels I am with in any other way and have it be so clear. Can I speak Chinese? Well, yeah, Mandarin actually, but you can't. I can go anywhere in the world and hold up two fingers and the most illiterate peasant in China knows that means I am with two supermodels. Numbers are significant because on a personal and a collective conscious level numbers help us understand the world in a way that letters cannot. Dirac, which, by the way, is his real name and not something he made up just for D&D. Heck, even among physics gurus I am in pretty good company, including notables such as Paul A.M. My whole life I have manipulated them, caressed them, cared for them.Īnd I am not alone. Armstrong was doing science.I have always loved numbers. Oh, and we had the same Gilbert microscope set growing up, so I laughed my ass off when I saw it sitting in the corner while Dr. The neatest thing about The Blamire Thing is that it rewires how your brain works and you begin to think and speak under its influence. It’s a brand of humor that is impossible to define, so let’s just say it is characterized by an extreme reliance on generalizations when specificity is expected ridiculous, fabricated names that simultaneously sound legit and offbeat sentence structures that illuminate a paradigm of essences in which the phenomenology of the humor is in continuing approximation to science-fiction tropes. Just what is this Blamire Thing you ask? Like The Lubitsch Touch, The Blamire Thing is hard to explain, but it’s a lot less Lubitschy. THE LOST SKELETON OF CADAVRA also introduced ‘The Blamire Thing’ to the world. Then again, maybe it was me watching me watching the trailer on the ‘net. Then the dam burst during the brief shot of the Lost Skeleton attempting to scramble down the rock face, arms and legs flailing, wires clearly visible. Then more laughs as they started to get it. As the trailer unspooled there was sort of a “What the hell is this?!” ripple in the theater. I seem to recall watching the trailer in a theater as well-it might have been at a sneak preview of TEAM AMERICA: WORLD POLICE. If I didn’t see it there, that’s where I should have seen it. It was the best venue I could have possibly chosen to see LOST SKELETON. The Normal is a restored 1937 art deco gem of theater with seats that still have their original pop up trays reminiscent of school desks. Pretty sure it was on a double bill with THE PASSION. ‘You Sleep Now!-One Turn!-Hah!’įortunately for me, I did get to see LOST SKELETON in a theater-I think it was at the Normal Theater in Bloomington, Illinois. And say, just imagine what a Lost Skeleton board game would be like. I’d answer with something like I also had the Milton-Bradley Lost Skeleton of Cadavra board game. A few other members caught on and joined in, but The Clueless would insist that no, this is an entirely *new* film and that I must be confused with some other movie. So I’d post stuff like how much I enjoyed assembling the Aurora Lost Skeleton kit when I was a kid. I thought it would be fun to post as if THE LOST SKELETON OF CADAVRA had actually been made in the early 1960s. I also joined a LOST SKELETON Yahoo group at the time. I remember well the early days of Cadavramania that for me began with following Larry’s Internet production diary about the agony and ecstasy of filmmaking. Line producer Miguel Valenti and Jennifer Blaire ponder one of the Bronson Cave entrances. Later in the shoot, Cory filled in as Mutant (like I said, he did everything). Production Manager Darrin Reed (in focus) and Brian Howe. But he nailed it.Ĭory, barely seen far left, ready to puppet the Bony One, while the late Dave Giannovario finishes rigging His Majesty's filament. I did not envy him that all-in-one-shot monologue. The man responsible for all these photos, Bob Deveau. I honestly don't know if this was between takes, or during. One of several shots Bob got of the Battle of the Century.įay and I in the car. And we know what a pain in the ass THAT guy is. Lots of production stuff, and he learned boom on-the-job. Jen, in makeup chair, amuses herself between makeup dabs.īrian Howe, me, Cory and Dan Conroy, as I give Dan direction.
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