The unemployed 30+-year-old guy who lives with his mother in the apartment below mine is currently BLASTING rock music and bellowing along at the top of his lungs. It's... sad. It's not even "play music loudly and dance around and sing while you clean or cook or just have fun" bellowing, it's "I've really GOT it and I'm going to make it BIG if I can practice enough and be FIERCE enough [OWWW, sorry, that screech was definitely NOT a note that belonged in that song] then I can convince people that shouting really is singing and music-shmusic" bellowing. Seriously, he's still going. He is OBVIOUSLY a DEDICATED ARTIST.
It's painful.
November 10, 2008
November 08, 2008
Advertising Gem
A sign spotted from the freeway:
Awesome. I wish I'd been able to get a picture.
"PEOPLE DON'T READ BILLBOARDS
WITH OVER SEVEN WORDS.
CRAP."
Awesome. I wish I'd been able to get a picture.
November 07, 2008
Pick It Up
Heard on a bus:
She: So, where do you work?
He: Checker Auto Parts.
She: Really? I would have thought you worked for the Devil, since I can feel you leading me into temptation!
Score: 9 points for delivery, 7 for originality, 10.5 for crowd response
She: So, where do you work?
He: Checker Auto Parts.
She: Really? I would have thought you worked for the Devil, since I can feel you leading me into temptation!
Score: 9 points for delivery, 7 for originality, 10.5 for crowd response
November 04, 2008
I've De-voted Myself...
... to a weight-loss competition among family members! Woot!
(SO SORRY. But do you know how hard it is to find punny titles on days of national significance, for posts that don't actually include anything THAT momentous? I mean, yeah, I VOTED. Civic duty, *RAY*! Also, I've committed $100 to be put into a family pot - not really an actual "pot", but hey, maybe - that will be handed over to whichever "registered" family member loses the highest percentage of weight in the next four months. I weighed myself today, and let's just say that while I was surprised and appalled at 
the total, it does give me the motivation and opportunity to WIN should I hit my goal weight!)
That's right. VOTE for ME, to be the BIGGEST Family LOSER!
Huh. That doesn't quite sound right.
(SO SORRY. But do you know how hard it is to find punny titles on days of national significance, for posts that don't actually include anything THAT momentous? I mean, yeah, I VOTED. Civic duty, *RAY*! Also, I've committed $100 to be put into a family pot - not really an actual "pot", but hey, maybe - that will be handed over to whichever "registered" family member loses the highest percentage of weight in the next four months. I weighed myself today, and let's just say that while I was surprised and appalled at 
the total, it does give me the motivation and opportunity to WIN should I hit my goal weight!)That's right. VOTE for ME, to be the BIGGEST Family LOSER!
Huh. That doesn't quite sound right.
November 03, 2008
Memory Lane (I Tripped)
It's a little surprising to me how many of these movies I own. I feel an 80's marathon coming on.
November 02, 2008
Costume-y Goodness
Just in case you were curious, here are my contributions to this year's Halloween Collection of People in Crazy Outfits.
... I painted a sweatshirt (freehand lettering! Nice, huh?) and poured on the rhinestones (by midnight I had taken off the headband, the necklace, and about three of the bracelets) in honor of the fashionistas at http://www.gofugyourself.com/ (FUNNY STUFF. Terrible pun. Sorry about that.) The picture is at a midnight showing of an experimental theatre piece based on the old German horror film, Nosferatu. It was pretty darn cool.
No, these are not injuries I received on Halloween - I had a blind date on Saturday, and he agreed to dress up for a performance of an old-fashioned style "radio show", based on Frankenstein. It was also pretty cool. No one else was in costume, though, not even the performers. I'm totally lucky the dear boy was such a good sport! (And my grotesque drawn-on sutures probably made people think he wasn't a very good surgeon. Oops!) If we go out again, the theme will be "Mini-Golf" - no costumes required.
Wednesday I helped out at a friend's elementary school dressed as Professor Trelawney, and then Thursday night I reprised the costume for a performance of "Thriller" in SLC. By Friday, though, I just couldn't handle ratting out my hair like that anymore, so instead...
... I painted a sweatshirt (freehand lettering! Nice, huh?) and poured on the rhinestones (by midnight I had taken off the headband, the necklace, and about three of the bracelets) in honor of the fashionistas at http://www.gofugyourself.com/ (FUNNY STUFF. Terrible pun. Sorry about that.) The picture is at a midnight showing of an experimental theatre piece based on the old German horror film, Nosferatu. It was pretty darn cool.
No, these are not injuries I received on Halloween - I had a blind date on Saturday, and he agreed to dress up for a performance of an old-fashioned style "radio show", based on Frankenstein. It was also pretty cool. No one else was in costume, though, not even the performers. I'm totally lucky the dear boy was such a good sport! (And my grotesque drawn-on sutures probably made people think he wasn't a very good surgeon. Oops!) If we go out again, the theme will be "Mini-Golf" - no costumes required.November 01, 2008
30 Days Recap
In which we have seen: Shakespeare in high school, me (and a water balloon) in high school, exotic locales, the occasional movie review, back pain, the title of my memoir, speaking in tongues, a poem (and Sarah Palin hair), another poem by some dead guy, a third poem (one about punctuation), wedding hullabaloo, a highly amusing re-imagining of an 80's music video, goals, Xanadu, the end of Romeo and Juliet, theatre is life (and vice versa), a grocery list, some marvelous photos, an argument for Proposition 8, Metropolis, Halloween turtles, Customer Service ettiquette (I've been practicing), something about a safety pin, and a handwriting analysis.
Additionally, this month I: was "downsized" from my job and had my last day Thursday; did NOT catch a bouquet; cut my hair; developed three different Halloween costumes; learned something fabulous about a friend that I am not at liberty to share; actually became (practically) a cougar; got an unexpected fake stage kiss; seriously, wrote poetry; auditioned for a show, was called back, and did not get cast; got a speeding ticket; went to an experimental play/movie; punk'd an actor; attempted to dry up a small lake (OK, pond); hung out with former students; spent some time at the chiropractor's; hit a record 40 posts for one month and my 100th post ever; and listened to barbershop.
Ah, memories.
Watch out for falling turtles...
Cyd
P.S. Honestly, "fake stage kiss"? That's just sad. If you're going to get up the courage to stage kiss somebody (a kiss that is for show and effect, vs. a "real" kiss that is because you actually want to kiss them) just kiss them already. The whole "turning your head to the side and angling your hand to block the sightline so it LOOKS like it could be a real kiss while making sound effects" is SO junior high. I mean, really.
Additionally, this month I: was "downsized" from my job and had my last day Thursday; did NOT catch a bouquet; cut my hair; developed three different Halloween costumes; learned something fabulous about a friend that I am not at liberty to share; actually became (practically) a cougar; got an unexpected fake stage kiss; seriously, wrote poetry; auditioned for a show, was called back, and did not get cast; got a speeding ticket; went to an experimental play/movie; punk'd an actor; attempted to dry up a small lake (OK, pond); hung out with former students; spent some time at the chiropractor's; hit a record 40 posts for one month and my 100th post ever; and listened to barbershop.
Ah, memories.
Watch out for falling turtles...
Cyd
P.S. Honestly, "fake stage kiss"? That's just sad. If you're going to get up the courage to stage kiss somebody (a kiss that is for show and effect, vs. a "real" kiss that is because you actually want to kiss them) just kiss them already. The whole "turning your head to the side and angling your hand to block the sightline so it LOOKS like it could be a real kiss while making sound effects" is SO junior high. I mean, really.
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