The week may turn out to be marvelous! Just wait and see! That paper that's due tomorrow may turn out to be a masterpiece, even though you only just started writing it three hours ago.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
The Weekend May Be Over, But There Is Hope, Yet!
The week may turn out to be marvelous! Just wait and see! That paper that's due tomorrow may turn out to be a masterpiece, even though you only just started writing it three hours ago.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
COLLEGE ATE MY LIFE!
No it didn't. I just forgot I had a blog amongst all the rehearsals, work, and drama I was living in. But now that I've figured out that my college is not nearly as artistic as it advertised its self to be, I'm going back to my old venues. I need to put something artsy into my life as I try to juggle work and transfer applications. Anyway, now to be sarcastic and cynical and joke about life.
College Party Scene
Is it just me or do college parties start to look the same after a while? Maybe I'm a freak, but I honestly don't understand how people can spend EVERY weekend drinking shitty vodka and playing beer pong and still find it fun. Sure, it's fun for maybe two or three weekends. But I'd like to be able to graduate from college knowing I remember some weekends. Not that I ever get that drunk considering how I end up having to take care of my shitfaced friends (it's a little hard making sure your friend doesn't end up in a hospital when you can't remember five seconds ago).
And yet, there's something about this weekly routine that just sucks people in. You know those people who every Sunday, when they're hung over and in pain, announce to the world "I'm not going to get that drunk for the rest of the semester! Ever! It's bad and I should take a break from it." Then that Friday it's 12 AM, you walk into some friend's dorm, and there they are slouched in a chair, with a red solo cup in one hand and a condom blown into a balloon in the other, screaming "RAH RAH AH AH AH, ROMA RO MA MA, GA GA OOH LA LAAAH" over and over again because they're too drunk to remember the rest of the words. Seriously people, only say that you're going to stop partying if you actually mean it. Otherwise you start sounding like an alcoholic.
In Other News
Within the three and a half months I was in college last semester my mom managed to buy five cats to replace my presence. This has multiple ramifications:
1) I have now learned that my net worth in the world is five cats. I wonder what that equals in dogs...
2) Considering that my family had only ever owned dogs before, the thought that there are cats running around my house is screwing with my mind.
3) I'm allergic to cats. So every time I'm on the bus home I need to prepare myself for the scratchy eyes and the sniffles ahead.
4) My mother is slowly turning into one of those crazy cat ladies you only ever hear about on TV.
College Party Scene
Is it just me or do college parties start to look the same after a while? Maybe I'm a freak, but I honestly don't understand how people can spend EVERY weekend drinking shitty vodka and playing beer pong and still find it fun. Sure, it's fun for maybe two or three weekends. But I'd like to be able to graduate from college knowing I remember some weekends. Not that I ever get that drunk considering how I end up having to take care of my shitfaced friends (it's a little hard making sure your friend doesn't end up in a hospital when you can't remember five seconds ago).
And yet, there's something about this weekly routine that just sucks people in. You know those people who every Sunday, when they're hung over and in pain, announce to the world "I'm not going to get that drunk for the rest of the semester! Ever! It's bad and I should take a break from it." Then that Friday it's 12 AM, you walk into some friend's dorm, and there they are slouched in a chair, with a red solo cup in one hand and a condom blown into a balloon in the other, screaming "RAH RAH AH AH AH, ROMA RO MA MA, GA GA OOH LA LAAAH" over and over again because they're too drunk to remember the rest of the words. Seriously people, only say that you're going to stop partying if you actually mean it. Otherwise you start sounding like an alcoholic.
In Other News
Within the three and a half months I was in college last semester my mom managed to buy five cats to replace my presence. This has multiple ramifications:
1) I have now learned that my net worth in the world is five cats. I wonder what that equals in dogs...
2) Considering that my family had only ever owned dogs before, the thought that there are cats running around my house is screwing with my mind.
3) I'm allergic to cats. So every time I'm on the bus home I need to prepare myself for the scratchy eyes and the sniffles ahead.
4) My mother is slowly turning into one of those crazy cat ladies you only ever hear about on TV.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Attention All Actors, Techies, Directors, Stage Managers, and Choreographers
There is this awesome website called cafepress.com. And on this awesome website there are a bunch of shirts and bags with funny stuff on them. Amongst all this funny stuff is a whole section of theater jokes just for nerds like us. Need a good laugh or some funny apparel? Go here: http://shop.cafepress.com/theater
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Friday, July 31, 2009
What I've Learned So Far From College Shopping
1) Shopping with my mother is like shopping with a 5 year old. I’ll be walking around the store, looking for things I’ll need, and then I see something. Then I’ll turn around and ask, “Hey Mom, what do you think of…” and damn! She’s dissappeared! Where did my middle-aged, may-as-well-be-senile mother go? I start retracing my steps and there she is, at the other end of the store, looking at shiny things (i.e. silverware, plates, makeup mirrors, etc). So, after a while I could only walk five steps at a time so that I could make sure my mom was keeping up and not looking at something colorful.
2) Bed, Bath & Beyond is SCARY. Oh, wait, I’m sorry, that’s an understatement. It’s REALLY FREAKIN’ SCARY. The aisles are barely wide enough for your shopping cart, so you have to leave it behind while you’re looking for cheep towels, hoping that when you come back that someone hasn’t taken all the shit you spent an hour looking for. Then, there’s so much stuff in that place that they need skyscrapers for shelves (and, for a short person like myself, it’s easy to be intimidated when you’re surrounded by shelves five times your size…). Oh, and did I fail to mention those people who don’t care that the carts are too big for the aisles? Yeah, those people are really scary. If you end up walking through the same aisle they’re in, then get ready to either get the fuck out of the way or else you will be pushed to the side (I’m sorry, not pushed, SHOVED to the side). I never want to have to go in there again… :’(
2) Bed, Bath & Beyond is SCARY. Oh, wait, I’m sorry, that’s an understatement. It’s REALLY FREAKIN’ SCARY. The aisles are barely wide enough for your shopping cart, so you have to leave it behind while you’re looking for cheep towels, hoping that when you come back that someone hasn’t taken all the shit you spent an hour looking for. Then, there’s so much stuff in that place that they need skyscrapers for shelves (and, for a short person like myself, it’s easy to be intimidated when you’re surrounded by shelves five times your size…). Oh, and did I fail to mention those people who don’t care that the carts are too big for the aisles? Yeah, those people are really scary. If you end up walking through the same aisle they’re in, then get ready to either get the fuck out of the way or else you will be pushed to the side (I’m sorry, not pushed, SHOVED to the side). I never want to have to go in there again… :’(
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Off-Broadway, What The Hell Are You Doing?
Last night I was talking with an old friend of mine, and she was telling me about this new show her cousin's in. So I asked "What show is it?"
"Oh, it's awesome! It's I Can Has Cheezburger: The MusicLOL!"
...you don't seriously mean they made a musical out of the lolcats website...do you?
Yes, ladies and gentleman, off-Broadway is digging its self into a deeper hole of epic failure and putting up a show about a kitty in search of a cheeseburger. I'm not kidding, here are some links:
http://icanhascheezburgerthemusiclol.wordpress.com/
http://www.fringenycdata.com/basic_page.php?ltr=I
Now, for all I know this show could be amazing (we'll see August 15th when I go see it). But, based on the synopsis, it just looks silly. And it upsets me because it's silly shows like this that make off and off-off Broadway look silly. Granted, there are some off and off-off Broadway productions that are really decent (i.e. Brown Ambition, the revival of Jaques Brel Is Alive And Well In Paris, Spring Awakening before it became popular, etc). But no one can deny that off-Broadway is slowly dying. Sure, we could blame the film industry for allowing people to see films for cheeper, but that doesn't excuse today's playwrights and directors for writing silly stuff like Lolcats the Musical. I understand that people are desperate to revive the dying horse that is theater, but unoriginal, uncreative shows don't help.
HOLY SHIT IT'S REAL!!! AAAHHHHH
I'm going to go cry in a corner now...
"Oh, it's awesome! It's I Can Has Cheezburger: The MusicLOL!"
...you don't seriously mean they made a musical out of the lolcats website...do you?
Yes, ladies and gentleman, off-Broadway is digging its self into a deeper hole of epic failure and putting up a show about a kitty in search of a cheeseburger. I'm not kidding, here are some links:
http://icanhascheezburgerthemusiclol.wordpress.com/
http://www.fringenycdata.com/basic_page.php?ltr=I
Now, for all I know this show could be amazing (we'll see August 15th when I go see it). But, based on the synopsis, it just looks silly. And it upsets me because it's silly shows like this that make off and off-off Broadway look silly. Granted, there are some off and off-off Broadway productions that are really decent (i.e. Brown Ambition, the revival of Jaques Brel Is Alive And Well In Paris, Spring Awakening before it became popular, etc). But no one can deny that off-Broadway is slowly dying. Sure, we could blame the film industry for allowing people to see films for cheeper, but that doesn't excuse today's playwrights and directors for writing silly stuff like Lolcats the Musical. I understand that people are desperate to revive the dying horse that is theater, but unoriginal, uncreative shows don't help.
HOLY SHIT IT'S REAL!!! AAAHHHHHI'm going to go cry in a corner now...
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Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Ode To the Onion
Oh onion, you are absolutely hysterical, making jokes about macintosh...
Apple Introduces Revolutionary New Laptop With No Keyboard
Nothing's easier than a wheel....
Apple Introduces Revolutionary New Laptop With No Keyboard
Nothing's easier than a wheel....
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Childhood Reminders
Ok, so I was on my facebook, and I noticed that a friend of mine had posted something about Fantasia. Remember that movie? Well, just so you know, I used to be OBSESSED with Fantasia. So, when I saw this picture on her profile...
I FREAKED OUT. I was all OH MY GOD! I REMEMBER THOSE FANTASIA MUSHROOMS THAT LOOK LIKE STEREOTYPICAL ASIAN PEOPLE! (They seriously do, though, don't they?) Then I thought, damn, I totally fell in love with a movie that was probably made by a bunch of racist people...well DUH the creaters were racist! I mean, who else other than an anti-semetic (a.k.a. WALT DISNEY) would have the guts to make an asian dance with mushrooms...HAHAHHAHAH. Sorry, that totally just made me think of how psychadellic that sounds. I mean, come on, an asian dance, with SHROOMS. Oh I can just imagine what the artist was doing when he was making this scene...
I FREAKED OUT. I was all OH MY GOD! I REMEMBER THOSE FANTASIA MUSHROOMS THAT LOOK LIKE STEREOTYPICAL ASIAN PEOPLE! (They seriously do, though, don't they?) Then I thought, damn, I totally fell in love with a movie that was probably made by a bunch of racist people...well DUH the creaters were racist! I mean, who else other than an anti-semetic (a.k.a. WALT DISNEY) would have the guts to make an asian dance with mushrooms...HAHAHHAHAH. Sorry, that totally just made me think of how psychadellic that sounds. I mean, come on, an asian dance, with SHROOMS. Oh I can just imagine what the artist was doing when he was making this scene...
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Monday, July 27, 2009
Woke Up, Got Out of Bed
Dragged a comb across my head
I walked downstairs and saw the cleaners
I said "oh shit" and put on some pants
And that's all I have to say
'Bout when I woke at twelve today...
And I don't know what inspired me to screw up Beatle lyrics to talk about my "morning", but it seemed like an awesome idea at the time. Especially since my day just started two hours ago and I know I'm going to be doing nothing today, again. So I figured why not try to write when I'm half awake, right? Oh, wait, sorry, that's the technique I use to write really weird poetry. This doesn't work so well with prose as I'll start to ramble and the problem with rambling is that you create run-on sentences and the problem with run-on sentences is that they're really freakin' annoying and DAMMIT SARAH WTF ARE YOU DOING?!
...aaaaaand I'm a freak. K BYE!
I walked downstairs and saw the cleaners
I said "oh shit" and put on some pants
And that's all I have to say
'Bout when I woke at twelve today...
And I don't know what inspired me to screw up Beatle lyrics to talk about my "morning", but it seemed like an awesome idea at the time. Especially since my day just started two hours ago and I know I'm going to be doing nothing today, again. So I figured why not try to write when I'm half awake, right? Oh, wait, sorry, that's the technique I use to write really weird poetry. This doesn't work so well with prose as I'll start to ramble and the problem with rambling is that you create run-on sentences and the problem with run-on sentences is that they're really freakin' annoying and DAMMIT SARAH WTF ARE YOU DOING?!
...aaaaaand I'm a freak. K BYE!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Ok, I'm Serious This Time
I will try really hard to keep this updated. I had some success on tumblr.com (another cool blogging site that I let fall through), so I know I can get some readers on here (please?).
Anyway, despite the fact that I'm unemployed (stupid f***king economy), I have been busy the past few weeks. I helped my theater company put up a show in Manhattan at the East to Edinburgh festival. Here's the link if you don't believe me: http://easttoedinburgh.com/2009/midsummer.html
And yeah, it really was as corny as the title sounds (A Midsummer Night's Dream A Rock Musical?!?!?!?! wtf?). But it was fun hanging out with old friends and meeting people.
I also met the funniest woman on the planet - Carolyn Castiglia. She did the one-woman show "Brown Ambition", and it was hysterical. I mean, most one person shows are like autobiographies (egotistical catalysts for an artist to rant and rave about themselves). But this was honest, gutsy, and just plain hysterical. So, Carolyn, rest assured that the next time you're performing in NYC, I'm going to be there and drag a million friends with me.
And that's been life so far. Now I'm just chilling at home, bored, and making a list of what I need to bring with me to college. Oh yeah! Did I forget to mention that I'm finally going to college?! *cough**cough* YAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Ok, I'm done being obnoxious. See ya later imaginary followers!
Anyway, despite the fact that I'm unemployed (stupid f***king economy), I have been busy the past few weeks. I helped my theater company put up a show in Manhattan at the East to Edinburgh festival. Here's the link if you don't believe me: http://easttoedinburgh.com/2009/midsummer.html
And yeah, it really was as corny as the title sounds (A Midsummer Night's Dream A Rock Musical?!?!?!?! wtf?). But it was fun hanging out with old friends and meeting people.
I also met the funniest woman on the planet - Carolyn Castiglia. She did the one-woman show "Brown Ambition", and it was hysterical. I mean, most one person shows are like autobiographies (egotistical catalysts for an artist to rant and rave about themselves). But this was honest, gutsy, and just plain hysterical. So, Carolyn, rest assured that the next time you're performing in NYC, I'm going to be there and drag a million friends with me.
And that's been life so far. Now I'm just chilling at home, bored, and making a list of what I need to bring with me to college. Oh yeah! Did I forget to mention that I'm finally going to college?! *cough**cough* YAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Ok, I'm done being obnoxious. See ya later imaginary followers!
Sunday, May 24, 2009
My Love Affair With Sinfest.com
Whenever I feel down, I can always just browse through that website and I immediately have a smile on my face. It's just that perfect combination of hysterical and adorable. If you need an emotional pick me up (and you're like me and don't own a pet), go to www.sinfest.com. I guarantee smiles (if it fails, I'll make up for it by posting a video of me doing something ridiculous).
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