An Old Fashioned Puppet Show

That’s what we more or less attended at Carnegie Hall yesterday.

It was a celebration of the music of the Muppets (and by extension of the life of Jim Henson) with puppeteer John Tartaglia as the MC. And the Muppeteers were there, performing in as low-tech an environment as you can imagine: They had black drapes erected on railings on either side of the stage, about five feet high, and the Muppeteers (dressed in black) would enter in a crouch from either wing, put the Muppets on their hands, and then have them appear over the top of the railing. It was on par with what you’d see during a puppet show mounted at your local library. Personally I thought it was marvelous because it really got the Muppets back to their roots, which was perfect for something celebrating the artistry of Henson (whom Kermit referred to as “my right hand man.”) Kermit, Fozzie, Piggy, the whole gang was there. They even had Statler and Woldorf heckling from one of the balconies. And Kath was teary eyed for a good chunk of it, particularly when Paul Williams was performing “The Rainbow Connection” with Kermit.

PAD

Dialing Up

digresssmlOriginally published February 7, 1997, in Comics Buyer’s Guide #1212

Picking up from last week:

So there I was, loaded up with software for America Online. Now I was really in need of some sort of method for picking up messages off the Internet, as my former server had collapsed. And also—I blush to disclose—I’d never in my life gone “websurfing,” a term that I must admit completely befuddles me. Who the hëll made it up, anyway? I mean, talk about your mixed metaphors. What sort of image does that bring to mind, surfing a web? It makes no sense. You surf on water; you crawl on a web. How do you surf a web? It’s like saying, “I’m going to mow the linoleum.”

I’ve been invited to Lima, Peru

I received an email from the State Department yesterday that a July book fair in Lima, Peru, asked specifically for me as a guest to come out and talk about comic books and graphic novels. I figure it’s either a great honor or else an incredibly elaborate practical joke or kidnapping plot.

I figure I’ll go. When the State Department says a whole city asked for you to come out, I don’t see how you say no.

PAD

America Offline

digresssmlOriginally published January 31, 1997, in Comics Buyer’s Guide #1211

Assorted thoughts…

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My experience on America Online has been less than sterling thus far.

The first time I tried AOL was several years ago. I came on for a live conference. I was on line for about thirty seconds when I was immediately hailed by someone using a fake name. “Are you Peter David the writer?” he asked (one of the hazards of signing on with my own name rather than a nom-de-byte).

I wrote back, “Yes.”

Which garnered the quick response of, “Your writing suuuuuuuucks.”

The Marvelcrumb Tinies

digresssmlOriginally published January 24, 1997, in Comics Buyer’s Guide #1210

I’ve decided that, rather than react to recent Marvel news with another straightforward commentary, it might be better to try to encapsulate the last year or so of Marvel’s crumbling existence in a friendly, easy-to-understand fashion.

So it is, with profuse apologies to Edward Gorey (and thanks to Richard Howell for the accompanying art), that But I Digress presents:

THE MARVELCRUMB TINIES

by Peter David

I Have Formulated a Bowling Paradox

The moment when I release a bowling ball, with a full rack of pins at the other end, there are many variations as to what could happen. However, particularly in a close game–where simply getting a spare isn’t going to get it done–it really comes down to only two possibilities:

Either the ball will strike. Or the ball will not strike.

But it occurs to me that, at the moment of release, the ball has both struck and not struck. Both possibilities exist simultaneously.

I call it Schrodinger’s Balls.

PAD

BID Mailbag: Star Trek: First Contact and ID4

digresssmlOriginally published January 17, 1997, in Comics Buyer’s Guide #1209

Cracking open the But I Digress mail bag, let’s do strictly science fiction this time out with commentary on two of the biggest invasion movies of the year: Independence Day and Star Trek: First Contact.

First up are musings from Tom C. of Columbus, Ohio, who writes: