The End.

I have decided to close Indigenity. I started this blog at a point in my life where I wasn't sure where things were going to go. I wanted to stay in touch with people while I waited things out. While I'm not out of the woods yet, I believe the worst has passed.

I may return to the blogosphere soon, but I want to think things through before I return. This blog was only supposed to be temporary, and it has lasted about as long as I have expected it to last. In the meantime, catch me on Twitter!

Thanks for reading.

New York City in the 1970s: Fear City

Recently, I watched this documentary about New York City in the 1970s. When people talk about 1970s New York being bad, it really was that bad. It's a great documentary featuring Ed Koch, Rupert Murdoch, and a bunch of important players of New York politics of the time.

Big announcement coming Friday.

Back to School?

I've been thinking a lot about it lately.

I'm reading a book titled Getting What You Came For: The Smart Student's Guide to Earning an M.A. or a Ph.D. So far, the book has been incredibly resourceful as far as what actions to take if you want to enroll (GRE and GPA aside), and suggests you choose your advisers before you choose your school. If you're looking into graduate school, I can't recommend this book enough. Anyway, I'm thinking about this because I think I've done what I can with the degree that I have. A lot has changed for me in the six years since I've graduated from college, and I'm thinking it's time to either formalize my experience, and/or expand my options.

Yesterday I re-entered counseling in hopes of sorting out my feelings about these matters. I very much want to continue with making movies, especially the project I've been working on. How would I balance my projects with my schoolwork, and not be overwhelmed by money matters? I'm going to look into all kinds of funding, public and private, as well as forgiveness programs. I won't have a decision by tomorrow, but I know I'll have to make one sooner rather than later.

But maybe the psychic will be right. Maybe something will come along that's too good to refuse, I can have the best of all worlds, and Graduate School won't be necessary. That would be nice.

Rest In Peace, Grasshopper.

Yesterday I returned to Taughannock Falls in Trumansburg, and walked around its surrounding trail. As I was walking, I got thinking: "When was the last time I went camping?" I used to go camping all the time when I was little. I'd love to spend a couple of nights with nature and the woods again. I might try to do that this summer. Meanwhile, here are two pictures of the falls:

Today I had my first electrolysis appointment. Boy, did that hurt! But after years of tweezing, waxing, shaving, bleaching, I'm ready to do away with it once and for all. The needle itself feels like a pinch. Initially, I felt more pain from the tweezing (when she was doing my chin), but the upper lip is a very sensitive area, and I squirmed through the last part.

I'm wrapping up the DVD and going to start coordinating new interviews soon. I'm also planning on finishing up the High Falls Panels this week.

Meanwhile, David Carradine died.

Being of a certain generation, I've only seen him in Kill Bill, but being a follower of popular culture, I've always been aware of his reputation.

His death was (and is) a shock, but I can't say that I'm surprised he died the way he did. My first real exposure to Carradine was a 1998 People Magazine article which documented a lot of his wild past. (Later, I found out the article was written to repair damage done by an article printed in People's Australian counterpart, WHO.) That article isn't online, but here's another article that explains a little bit. Another item was also posted at The Smoking Gun recently. With that being said, I hope his family does have an opportunity to investigate what happened.

I'm considering joining Twitter. I've been following other people's Twitters for awhile now, and I need to group them together. Dunno if I'm going to Twitter myself.