Someone's Gotta Say This Shit

Well, now I think that I am the last one to fall off the fucking blogging train. So yes I am now mooing. Are you happy? Mostly this will be random shit but may be if you filter through the lovely bits of nonsense and bullshit, you may find a nice little nugget of wisdom. but seriously dont hold your breath for it.

Monday, August 29, 2005

I thought it was funny

My first Play at WSC was Picasso at the Lapin Agile and I stumbled across this monologue that wasnt in the script that we had This is something that my Character Gaston would have said. I cant really read it to you but hopefully if you remember me imagine my voice.

Gaston, the bar’s resident dirty old man, asks Picasso about his process.

Gaston: Well, you're a painter; you're always having to come up with ideas. What's it like? I mean, the only idea I ever came up with was when I had to paint my shutters. I had to figure out a color. And I thought about it for a long time. Should they be a light color or a dark color? For a while, forest blue seemed nice; then, I realized there was no such thing as forest blue. I tried to flip a coin but lost it on the roof. I started thinking, "What are shutters anyway, and what would their natural color be?" Then I realized that shutters don't occur in nature, so they don't have a natural color. Suddenly, I knew I was just moments away from a decision, just moments, finally. Then this gorgeous thing walks by, with ruby lips and a derriere the shape of a valentine. I swiveled my head around and snapped a tendon. That put the decision off for three days. Then I thought, "Maybe just take off the shutters"; I started to think about moving to a land where there are no shutters and, frankly, suicide. But then one day, I said to myself, "Green," and that was it. (He exits to the bathroom.)

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Well I now have carpet on my bedroom floor. I am now in the process of killing my mother to make a decision on what she wants the walls to be. I know that it shouldnt be her decision seeing as it is my room. HOWEVER SHE PAYS THE BILLS SO IT HER CHOICE. and no rent doesnt count. Once she makes that decision I then have to paint the wals and THEN MOVE ALL MY SHIT BACK IN, including the shit I have yet to unpack from Brownville. And this will be now while going to work. and if it takes her more than 2 weeks I will have to be doing this while working and going to school. which cuts my time down to basically Thursday and Friday night.

Monday, August 22, 2005

Hello to all.

Well Another year has started at WSC I am not there and very little has changed since last time I posted. I now have gone to Brownville and have hence returned. I am now even more financially fucked than when I left WSC. I am going to school starting on the 7th. I have classes Monday through Wednesday and then Saturday morning. I hopefully will be more frequent on the post not necessarily the quality but the quantity will go up.

SO HAVE FUN ON YOU SECOND DAY OF CLASSES.

GOOD NIGHT AND BUDDHA BLESSINGS.