If I could go back to college, why I'd...

I could go back to college. I might.
If I did, I would try to "Glom on" better to the people who I think are really smart and talented. Of course, sometimes the ones that surprise you, that are not so obviously and instantly recognized as smart and talented end up being the ones that make movies with alexander payne. And others just hang on forever to college life because they can be as creative and talented as they want without having to work that hard at it. I am most jealous of these folks. Some of them work really hard and go to New York and actually work fairly steadily in the Bidness and meet smart and talented greek girls to marry. Still others just get married and leave it at that. My point is, what the hell am I doing here??????? I need to start a commune or a cult and surround myself with people I like and then brainwash them into never leaving to start their own real lives. Who's with me? I'll get you into heaven.

In retrospect, I didn't work hard enough. Or at all. But anyone could've told you that about me a long time ago.

What about more student loans? I could do that. More student loans and insurance through the state. They could support my ass while I better myself. Just because you are poor and old and have diabetes doesn't mean you don't deserve a 2nd chance at a decent education and job, right? right?

Happy Birthday, Brother! Happy Rising from the Dead, Jesus!

Well, I got through the opening of my show, The Boy Who Talks to Whales. The opening was a little less than stellar. Not a big audience on any of the nights. My parents and grandma came yesterday and they seemed to like it. At least, that's what they told me. My brother's boss at the Ashland Daily Tidings wrote a really stinky review. The review wasn't really bad for the show, just not written very well. I'd link to it but it isn't on their website. My biggest problem is that it only mentions 3 people from the show by name and that is a big no no for theater reviews. He even goes so far as to say that one scene is the strongest and best scene but fails to mention the guy in that scene who pulls the whole thing off hilariously. And he failed to mention the name of his reporter's sister, which I think defeats the whole purpose of living in a small town and having a brother who works for a newspaper.

My new play, Judgement at Nuremberg, has had a read through and will start with real rehearsals next Saturday. The cast has been emailing back and forth information and thoughts and good references regarding the holocaust and the trials, etc. It is kinda neat. I think all plays should do this with their cast and crew because it gets you thinking before you just have to jump into memorizing lines and blocking.

My friend from Humboldt State, Andy Rydzewski, sent me a DVD he made this last Christmas for his friends and family on the east coast, and some on the west coast. It was pretty funny, parts of it. One too many jokes about weed and getting high, but other than that, pretty funny. It made me feel a wave of nostalgia for humboldt county and I'm thinking of going over to visit maybe in may when I'm done with Nuremberg. I don't know if I still know very many people over there but it would be nice just to visit the town and campus and the ocean again. It looked so magical and wonderful on the dvd. I wish I could send it to all my humboldt friends pre-rydzewski. Like Steve (who has a man-crush on andy) and justin and alicia, etc. Actually, I might be able to do that now with my brothers new computer. His friend sold it to him and it has all this crap on it that I'm not even sure what it is all for but I wonder if it can burn dvdemups.... hmmm.....

April showers bring May flowers. Happy April Fools day, if I don't post until after then. Which is entirely possible.

Hey, you have a white crow on your head. April Fools!

It's been a long, long.... long time.

I have been soooo busy lately. I just have a few unmentionables to mention. Firstly, I saw Shaun of the Dead this last weekend and it is a fun movie and I recommend it.
A#2 is that my big musical opens next week and the show is coming together nicely, thank you very much. I am having more fun with this show than I've had in a long time doing this theater this crap. In fact, I'm having a WHALE of a time. The show opens next week and we have 4 weekends of performances during which I'll have started rehearsing for judgment at Nuremberg. I don't know if I mentioned here that I'll be doing that next and it opens in may and runs for 4 or 5 weekends. The first rehearsal for that is this next Sunday the 20th. So I don't have time for the likes you, my dear readers. Did anyone read any of the Oz books? Frank L. Baum would always have a letter to his readers in the beginning the book that would kind of update them on the comings and goings of the Ozians. I always thought that was really nice.
My dad turned 60 yesterday and my brother will turn 38 in a couple weeks. Babies are going to be born soon and in april my grandmother and mother will be turning 60 and 87 but not necessarily in that order. In July I'll be turning 27 which is the age of so many rock star deaths. I was hoping someone could tell me who all died at 27 because I was trying to remember the other day when I was talking to my parents about getting older.

I've been missing american idol and lost every week but I usually get home in time to watch the last half hour of House. This is a doctor show. It is worth checking out because the guy who plays house is awsome.

I've been playing X-Men on my gamecube and I think it is stupid.

My brother got a computer so we should be getting internet access soon and I'll be able to get on line at home. Oh happy day.

My little nephew jack is still very cute.

Coerced Post

My sister thinks I owe her a post once a week. I disagree. I really don't have anything to say so I'll just have to make something up to talk about. Hmmm...How about music I like? Or movies I like. Or books. I could make a list of things I like but that is something marigold would do and I would feel like I was ripping her off. I guess I could just rip her off completely and write a letter to my 16 year old self that would make my sister cry but I honestly don't think my 16 year old self would be surprised at all at where I am today. Well, maybe my 16 year old self would be but not my 17 year old self. She wouldn't be surprised in the least. I could write a letter to my 6 year old self that would be all about not being a ballerina and about how yreka really isn't the greatest place on earth and that the wicked witch is not coming to get me but still, that's not that different from me writing a letter to myself now. I would say that I am sorry I don't have a dog and that I'm sorry I never really learned how to swim.

I could make a list of things I hate but I think I did that a couple weeks ago and I don't have much to add. I will say that I love survivor, lost, and american idol. I live for little else.