Bebti's Quiz II

Back by not-so-popular demand I bring you:

Bebti's Ancient Egypt Quiz: Part Deux

I've had some requests that I make it a little harder this time, so be careful what you ask for, you just might get it...

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The more things change, the more they stay the same

Well, it's the end of the first week of performances and in many ways it feels like I never left. Here I am with the rest of the male singers goofing around before the opening night curtain. Most of my show is the same as it was years ago, even down to the staging. It feels great to be in front of an audience again, and even better to be earning a paycheck.

I halfway broke down on the "no car" issue this week, only halfway because I purchased a moped. It's under 50cc's so there's no requirement for registration, insurance or even licensing, so basically all I have to do is put gas in the thing and it gets like 60 miles to a gallon. Just something simple to get me around to appointments and shopping...

Land of the Amazons

Only in my current job could I ever possibly be considered as short. I'm over 6 feet tall. In New York I was always on the tall side of the men auditioning, but here seems to be another story. I just got fitted for shoes with an extra lift in the heel (no light in the loafers jokes...you know who you are). Not only that but I'm also adding an extra 1/2 inch heel cushion for even more height. So I'll be about 6'3" in these shoes and I'll still be the shortest person in my line. What did I join, a basketball league?

Let the back spasms begin!

Hurricane Relief

I flip on the TV, I log on to the Internet, I walk down the street and everywhere there is talk about the relief effort for the people stranded by Hurricane Katrina. Everywhere. I lived and worked on the Mississippi Gulf coast for 3 months and it breaks my heart to see images of the destruction left in Katrina's wake. I want to feel bad. I'd like to help out. Show my support. Feel like I actually give a damn...but I don't.

9/11 was a similarly tragic day for this country. It happened. But we banded together. Supported each other. Became a unified voice. It was awe inspiring.

Everyone here seems to care and wants to help...everyone that is except the people who actually need it, especially in New Orleans. There is random violence happening everywhere. Pointless looting, not for food or water, but for TV's. Lawless streets where it's "every man for himself". Rival gangs fighting each other over turf which no longer exists. Women being raped. Children being abused. Corpses found that weren't killed by the flooding, but by a bullet. People being held at gunpoint in the Superdome. Gunshots being fired at rescue helicopters...

If they don't want to be rescued, I say let them rot.