One of the all-time best headlines in today's Times:
Monkeys Control a Robot Arm With Their Thoughts
You can switch the nouns around, have some Word Fun,
Robots Control Monkey Arms With Their Thoughts
Monkeys Control Robot's Thoughts With Their Arms
True story, great news for amputees, but what a great headline.
Big showdown with NYU last night at the Community Board 2 meeting. Much calmer than the way we do it at CB3, still some good shouting and tense officials going through the indignity and embarrassment of actually facing their critics.
Officials hate actually, physically listening to their critics. You can just feel it in the room, they stare at the floor and look at you in half-wonder, half-contempt, thinking,
"Who are you people? Don't you know I'm in charge? Jesus, go back to the sixties."
I gave them a solid proposal: Give LIT or Manhattan Theater Source or a consortium of West Village theaters a 99 year lease, dollar a year, at the Provincetown Playhouse to program the space 33% of the time. They're claiming the place is fully programmed, which is patently false and kind of a funny thing to insist on.
Their own numbers have them doing stage work and maintenance 24% of the time, "other" 12% of the time and closed 7% of the time.
That's 43% of the total time available.
And if you're mopping the stage 24% of the time, you're doing something wrong, folks.
Good run-through of The Event yesterday, working it again this afternoon. Come by the PIT tomorrow night, 9:30 and watch Matt Oberg do what he do.
Big farewell shindig for Steve Kovacs tonight. Steve is heading to Hong Kong next week to make his fortune, like many a free-lancer before him.
Busy day ahead, lots of maintenance and house-keeping. Staying mindful of the daily tasks, polishing the silver and whatnot.
Monkeys actually typed this whole post with the loving thoughts of armed robots.