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I'm trying to ride last night's crest to the point where I can get back to writing again. But after an opening sentence like that, why would I want to?
Two reasons.
One is Natalie Goldberg. So I'll write what I know. *scrolls for anecdotes* My right ankle is made of titanium and pluck. I stepped on a patch of acorns outside the CBT yesterday, and didn't so much roll as snap it all the way to the right, the perfect maneuver for an outside sprain. But no swelling, no popping, not even any pain. Snaps for my legs (which deserve them, anyway).
What else? Here are five songs in constant, constant rotation right now. (Shut up; this is harder than it looks.) Unless you went to high school with me, you've prolly never heard of four of them. Remedy this, I implore you.
Chingon - Malaguena Salerosa
BT - Animals
Crystal Method - Ten Miles Back
Frou Frou - Let Go
Wicked - Thank Goodness
And it wouldn't be a proper entry without some situational comedy:
[Scene: Shakespeare class has just been dismissed for the day. Holly is mumbling her opening monologue on her way out the door.]
Terry (Prof), with a perfect tone of admonition tinged with contempt: Holly, would Lady Anne bite her lip?
Holly, meekly, completely floored by the spectacular burn: No, sir.
[Scene: Russian class. The students are trying to guess a number Justin has picked. This has been going on for several minutes, and everyone's getting sick of it.]
Holly, in a fit of sarcasm: Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A B A Select Start?
Justin: Yes!!
Professor: What was that?
Holly, totally deadpan: Thirteen.
Professor, totally buying it: Excellent. Moving on.
I promised another reason. It's this. ItW starts rehearsing tonight. All night. Every night. My roommates will be there. My friends will be there. I will not. This is not sitting well. What recourse do I really have but to throw myself into something I used to love almost as much? So I'm going to finish this post, take a shower, and get out of the house; drive around, get some tea, and settle in at the library or the coffee shop with a mountain of midterm notes and prep work for CUT. Because that's how it is in the NBA.
It's only just hitting me that the show went up tonight, that people came, a lot of people, that there were only four empty seats in the house, and that they laughed. And that when it was all over, they stood up and clapped. A lot. I could do shows over and over again with these six wonders.
Now I'm home again. Joan and I are cutting and watering our new flowers. Jay's running around in a bridal veil and a Planet Hollywood shirt, telling stories about picketing abortion clinics at the age of eight in a Romanian accent. So things are pretty much back to normal.
For those who couldn't be there, and since we didn't have proper programs, here are the bios from the show, with apologies and ™s to Peyton Reed, Vanessa Williams, Beyonce, SNL, William Shakespeare, TWoP writer Wing Chun, MC Chris, the classic children's television program Are You Afraid of the Dark?, and the films Matinee and Red Dawn:
RCI don't have a single picture from today. But something tells me I won't forget.
is one fine piece of sweet potato pie, but with fewer marshmallows and more carbohydrates. He smells nice and is good-looking in a non-threatening way. Sometimes the snow comes down in June; sometimes the sun goes 'round the moon. Do not feed RC after midnight. RC loves his real girlfriend, his pretend wife, and Juicy Juice. Tonight, he will be your naughty girl.Joan
may or may not be A Shark™. This marks her second appearance in WASP, her fifth production on the Lab stage, and her 27th production overall. Joan likes zombies, Cheez-Its, and the American buffalo. She is the proud owner of a 4-foot-tall fuchsia octopus named Squidley that loves to love her, baby. She hearts her moo, her friends, and her castmates. Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society...WASP. ROO! Joanie loves Chachi. Joan is pretty. Her backpack's got jets. Meh!John
is happy to still be here and alive on the Lab stage. You may or may not know (and if you don't, For Shame!) that John played Romeo, which is, like, the lead and title character, in Romeo and Juliet on the CBT mainstage. (He lobbied unsuccessfully to have the title changed to Romeo!! No, seriously.) John would like to thank his castmates, and insists that you do not speak directly to Romeo. "Any second the Mant will come out of the screen, I swear!!"Elyse
is in her first Lab Theatre production. She feels very honored to be in this production, and is the only freshman that sleeps in Joan's bed (with Squidley). She has become a permanent leech in Holly's refrigerator with her taco-flavored kisses. She gets her classic good looks from her Real Mother, Joan. She bounty hunts for Jabba Hutt to finance her 'Vette. Her favorite pastimes include dancing and warbling in her Chewbacca voice.JP
is very good to have did this play! This is a good play like some of the other plays he has did such as WASP. He is happy. JP would like to thank Orchus. You may have seen him asleep, in bed, drunk, and desperate without a hope or a leg to stand on, and in the TV show The Ring! JP is an English major. No, I know!! "Wolverines!! Avenge me!!"Big Evil
is a recent transplant from the Pacific Northwest, via the University of Hawaii (and no, he's not Hawaiian). You may recognize him from his successful line of cleaning products ("It just looks wet!"), or his time as Lollipop Fluffer and Stunt Head in Kojak: The Musical. Big Evil is also a nationally ranked gymnast specializing in the pommel horse. He would like to thank Chuck Norris, Gillette, and his personal shaver Bobo.Holly
is ten feet tall, bulletproof, and Silently Judging You. If you want to stop her, you'll have to kill her, and she doesn't think you've got the grapes. She loves snark, October, boys, contempt, Robert Rodriguez, West Coast offense, and kickin' it promo-style. She believes in Friday night lights, the three-step drop, and the power of an elegant turn of phrase and a grin. Holly chills in deep space and endorses Tang, the drink of astronauts. All her love to the Hive, her castmates, and her eucalyptus trees, who know who they are. Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society, she calls this story...Sleepover of the Damned. Developing...
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So Friday night, there was this, then this. Then last night, there was this (better story here). The game was over, but no one left the stadium for a good half hour. We stumbled home, and I staggered to bed around five, bidding good night to our slices of Orange Nation, sprawled and napping on various bits of furniture.
So today, there's this to consider. If Peyton wins, perfect end to a perfect weekend. If not, well, it's still a damned fine time to be young, free, and alive, all at the same time.
Righter than I knew.
Sky Captain is gleeful and giddy and sublime and the most amazing thing I've ever seen on celluloid. Period. Done and done. George Lucas wishes he had Conran's ardor and elan. So do I. Lang would have loved it. So did I.
You won't believe it.
You won't be disappointed.
Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow: *****²
Look.
I haven't seen it yet. I haven't read any reviews. But I'm telling you to see Sky Captain anyway. I've got a funny feeling it's perfect.
On a clear day, you can see forever
I'm not sure if this means I'm quitting this thing, sticking with it but changing the format, or just on vacation. So much of what's going on right now is pure magic, and so much of that doesn't translate to the page or pixel that I'm constantly sickened by my own best efforts to relate it to anyone outside my own core circle. Maybe I'll be back tonight, or tomorrow. Or not.
Developing.....
Relax, Justin; it's just a cutout.
Better late than never, and better dead than mellow:
Nastinchka (13:49:54): Commercial: "Listerine is as effective as floss."
Nastinchka (13:50:06): text at bottom of screeen: "floss daily."
nicodemus055 (13:50:10): Not at strangling people.
Nastinchka (13:50:18): That's what I'm saying
nicodemus055 (13:50:33): Listerine is better for drowning people, though.
Nastinchka (13:51:00): I'll take your word for it.
nicodemus055 (13:51:34): When I kill someone I want their last thoughts to be,"God, what minty freshnness!"
Nastinchka (13:52:10): "What a tragedy that no one will ever know the invigorating scent that flows from my lungs."
Nastinchka (13:52:20): "At least I'll be fresh for the coroner."
Nastinchka (13:52:44): Coroner: "Cause of death: Minty Goodness."
nicodemus055 (13:52:54): "No odor causing bacteria in my respiratory system!"
nicodemus055 (13:53:03): Better than a flamethrower.
Nastinchka (13:53:10): In fact, no respiration a'tall!!
LiviaHarlowe (20:01:16): i just made a nasty comment on danny's journel.
Nastinchka (20:01:20): GOOD.
Nastinchka (20:01:23): I'm going to read it.
LiviaHarlowe (20:01:24): or "journelle"
Nastinchka (20:01:40): Yeah, it would be feminine, wouldn't it?
LiviaHarlowe (20:02:27): How dare you, sir. Danny is a paragon of masculinity. I'LL TAKE YOUR WAGER.
Nastinchka (20:02:39): AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Nastinchka (20:02:43): *cowers*
LiviaHarlowe (20:04:36): I have only one more thing to say:
LiviaHarlowe (20:04:42): There's a group rate on Blue Cross.
Nastinchka (20:04:51): [scene]
De Armac (14:11:12): why does swimfan even have a plot as opposed to just 90 minutes of jesse bradford in a speedo?
Nastinchka (14:12:06): Three reels of closeups of his dripping torso would have made a lot more money.
De Armac (14:15:05): honestly, why don't executives bother to consult us about these things...esp. given that the movie involves the subject we know most, psychotic obsessive love.
Nastinchka (14:17:00): HOW. TRUE.
nicodemus055 (13:37:45): How was its lunch?
nicodemus055 (13:37:56): Is it sufficiently souped?
Nastinchka (13:38:17): Lunch was fine. It is souped to the gills.
Nastinchka (13:38:28): (It has gills now. It meant to tell you.)
Nastinchka (13:38:35): (Gills are The New Black.)
nicodemus055 (13:39:08): No, no.
nicodemus055 (13:39:28): Tails are the New Black. Gills are the New Pink.
Nastinchka (13:39:53): My mistake.
nicodemus055 (13:41:19): What does it do, it and its new gills?
LiviaHarlowe (02:13:01): John is Spirit: Stallion of the Cimmaron and I am the cruel retired general who put the saddle on.
Auto response from Nastinchka (20:24:05): Unlike the seven plagues of Egypt, however, there's no way I'll catch them all.
nicodemus055 (13:54:01): I want to know how to kill someone with a single peanut.
Nastinchka (13:54:13): Insert in windpipe. press.
nicodemus055 (13:54:15): Maybe powdered and injected into the bloodstream?
Nastinchka (13:54:22): One way to find out.
nicodemus055 (13:54:29): Where's ****?
Nastinchka (13:54:36): I WAS ABOUT TO SAY THAT.
AIMLESSMAC (02:28:13): low carbs baby
AIMLESSMAC (02:28:44): the love handles drive the ladies with low standards wild
Nastinchka (02:59:55): Yeah. I'm tired, he's drunk, and lo! the smack-talk doth flow.
rhysfeezled (22:55:05): coco had explicitly said chocolate cake. damn you, mother!
Nastinchka (22:55:16): Oh, hush, Dauphin.
rhysfeezled (22:55:27): ...
rhysfeezled (22:55:41): king of the sea?
Nastinchka (22:55:49): .................
Nastinchka (22:55:52): Are you joking?
rhysfeezled (22:56:11): sort of
rhysfeezled (22:56:18): but only in a punny sorta way
Nastinchka (22:56:20): Ok.
rhysfeezled (22:56:44): i realize now that the "tuna" side of the pun was obviously in my head
Nastinchka (22:56:58): Yeah.
LiviaHarlowe (20:26:59): Fuck John Ritter.
LiviaHarlowe (20:57:13): I didn't mean that. I love John Ritter.
Nastinchka (21:02:32): I'm sure he knows you were joking.
LiviaHarlowe (21:04:39): He knows everything now. Of course he does.
Nastinchka: Hey!! I started Spanish today!! Out of desperation, but still....
Nastinchka: Love me!!
nicodemus055: Y como te parecio?
Nastinchka: And a preemptive moratorium on all mocking of my Spanyish!!
nicodemus055: Lol... Ok, I suppose.
nicodemus055: Even your accent?
nicodemus055: ;-)
Nastinchka: ESPECIALLY MY DAMN ACCENT.
Nastinchka (19:09:36): Will I know which one when I see it.
DJWanaBling (19:09:45): Oh yeah.
DJWanaBling (19:09:59): It'll jump right out at you.
Nastinchka (19:10:09): Like snakes in a can.
DJWanaBling (19:11:45): Or like a midget's bodily fluids at Courtney's hair.
Nastinchka (19:11:50): ew.
DJWanaBling (19:12:28): This is why I'm the king, baby!
Nastinchka (19:17:34): King cry-baby.
DJWanaBling (19:18:07): I'm telling MOM!
Nastinchka (19:18:13): it's A SONG.
DJWanaBling (19:18:20): Not for long!
Nastinchka (19:23:22): Thong ththongthongthong
DJWanaBling (19:27:00): Bitch, you comin on too strong.
Nastinchka (19:35:07): Sorry, must've been that bong.
DJWanaBling (19:35:25): Then I'm gona bust you with this gong.
Nastinchka (19:35:42): Bet you could, but it'd be wrong.
DJWanaBling (19:36:00): Why are you taking so long?
Nastinchka (19:36:24): HAHAHA!! Repeat!! DJWanaBling (19:18:20): Not for long! I win!!
DJWanaBling (19:36:31): DAMN!
Nastinchka (19:36:36): SPAMN!!
DJWanaBling (19:36:41): Shit...should played Pong.
Nastinchka (19:37:07): Too bad there's no such word as mong.
DJWanaBling (19:37:27): Don't make Jesse rape you with a tong.
Nastinchka (19:37:44): Nice driving, WONG.
Nastinchka (19:37:52): (COok something for you?)
DJWanaBling (19:38:06): My driving compliments my flong.
Nastinchka (19:38:33): Need sleep. Where's my futong?
DJWanaBling (19:38:51): Underneath my massive dong.
Nastinchka (19:39:17): It's bigger than King King!!
DJWanaBling (19:39:23): From Hong Kong?
Nastinchka (19:39:37): yeah, that.
DJWanaBling (19:39:39): Oh wait....you King King? I think you lose that one.
Nastinchka (19:39:49): Meh. Typo. I won first. I'll sleep fine tonight.
DJWanaBling (19:40:11): Just remember that we are tied...and Jesse owes Caesar $6 worth of tribute.
LiviaHarlowe (19:15:31): Ticonderoga213: holly'll definitely have some great advice
LiviaHarlowe: and by advice, what you mean is ripping him limb from limb.
Ticonderoga213: and then putting the limbs in a blender and feeding the puree to his disembered head
LiviaHarlowe: and then animating his head with robot technology and forcing it to fellate pennywise for eternity.
LiviaHarlowe (19:16:00): that was a convo danny and i had about filling you in on the treachery of ****. enjoy.
JayNaFLASH (16:16:12): My words exactly
Nastinchka (16:16:30): Well....yes.
Nastinchka (16:16:32): And no.
Nastinchka (16:16:55): The sticks your limbs were tied to as I manipulated them from above, including those attached to your vocal cords, say differently.
JayNaFLASH (16:16:58): true, true
LiviaHarlowe (13:51:32): Holly, you can relax. **** considers you his equal now.
Nastinchka (13:51:55): I KNOW. I'm so happy I could SPIT.
Nastinchka (13:52:06): It's the "now" that makes it Art.
Nastinchka (13:52:15): I'm surprised he didn't write a fucking poem about it.
Mease19 (00:34:29): we finally saw it
Nastinchka (00:34:42): Saw what?
Mease19 (00:35:04): a hotel that advertised color TVs and in room telephones
Nastinchka (00:35:11): EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mease19 (00:35:19): we3 tried to take a pic but we were too late
Nastinchka (00:35:23): Was each letter of "color" a different color?
Mease19 (00:35:31): if we go back to venice beach we'll get one
Mease19 (00:35:33): yes
Nastinchka (00:35:40): AAAAHHH!! That's so great.
Mease19 (00:35:50): all different colors
Nastinchka (00:35:58): We drove through SOUTH CAROLINA, including Myrtle Beach, and didn't see a one. I was mighty pissed.
Nastinchka (00:36:44): Thanks, sunshine. That absolutely made my day.
Mease19 (00:37:06): mine too believe it or not
nicodemus055 (13:25:50): You're funny, I'm funny, so we're funny together?
Nastinchka (13:26:00): Something like that. :-)
Nastinchka (13:26:04): For to be forever funny.
Nastinchka (13:26:13): Dancing through Snark.
Now, the coda to the shower snark game:
Nastinchka (20:34:07): I guess I should take a shower. See you inna bit.
Nastinchka (20:34:16): *fashions appropriate away message*
ShiftyEyedGuy (20:34:34): hott
Nastinchka (20:35:12): I"M A GOD.
Nastinchka (20:35:32): Beat this.
ShiftyEyedGuy (20:36:18): nice
Auto response from Nastinchka (20:36:18): O, what men dare do*! What men may do*! What men daily do, not knowing what they do*!"
*in the shower
Nastinchka (21:19:30): But first, A Shower. What form shall my away message take?......
ShiftyEyedGuy (21:19:41): i can't wait for this
ShiftyEyedGuy (21:20:09): should we start with bad 80's songs?
Nastinchka (21:20:20): Yeah, but first this:
ShiftyEyedGuy (21:20:50): LOL
Auto response from Nastinchka (21:20:50): When beggars die there are no comets seen;
The heavens themselves blaze forth from the shower the death of princes.
ShiftyEyedGuy (21:20:56): NICE
Nastinchka (21:35:15): Yeah, we should switch before this stops being funny....OOOH, we could do show tunes.
Nastinchka (21:35:29): THere are giants in the shower!!
ShiftyEyedGuy (21:35:44): i'm horribly outgunned in showtunes though
Nastinchka (21:35:51): (Big, tall, terrible, awesome, soapy)
ShiftyEyedGuy (21:35:59): lol
ShiftyEyedGuy (21:36:01): LOL
Auto response from ShiftyEyedGuy (21:44:49): Water keeps raining.
Soap suds cloud steamy vision.
I'm in the shower.
ShiftyEyedGuy (22:09:12): so i think the haiku idea is a winner. how about you?
Nastinchka (22:09:31): Yeah, that was unholy in the best of ways.
Kiss me, you fool
I love being back on top of my game.
That said, time out on the field.
Going to North Carolina tonight for some peace and mayhem, then to the beach tomorrow with Hurricane (how apt) for some much-earned repose. Driving into a maelstrom should be just the trick.
Love y'all, more than is strictly reasonable.
Not promising a big entry any time soon. I'm so swamped, I haven't even STARTED on the kickoff pictures. Just wanted to say:
Don't put it off till you're dying