Sometimes one comes up with a really great line for a movie, although there is no movie to associate the line with [yet]...sometimes what you come up with sucks.
Either way, I've decided to start collecting all my new ones here:
June 21, 2007 - "You're lucky you're gorgeous, baby, 'cause I'm wont to smack a bitch."
June 26, 2007 - " I can see why you like the Internet so much, Heather. It's not quite reality." (courtesy of Jason L.)
July 12, 2007 - "You're a full time writer? That's like a full time actor who's too lazy to be a waiter."
August 22, 2007 - "Have a beer with Ultraman. $1 (or I'll stab you)"
August 29, 2007 - "So if 40 is the new 30 and 30 is the new 20, I guess I can tell my 8 year old daughter not to worry, since 9 is the new -1."
- everyone gets a pony
- everyone gets an ipod
- everyone gets a million dollars when they're born
Simply 3 more evenings of rehearsal and 'Comedy of Errors' is up and running at St. Charles' version of Shakespeare in the Park.
I seem to fumble the small lines...
Regardless, the show seems to be pretty solid. Although, I'm not too keen on shoving a gun down my pants...
...I'm hungry.
it's too bad...
We couldn't do anything to prevent this from happening.
it's too bad...
The timing of events unfolded in the way they did.
it's too bad...
There probably won't be a film festival payoff for about 21 hours of hard work.
it's too bad...
Bad people don't care to change for the better.
it's too bad...
Good people have to go through bad shit.
How you react to the events in your lifetime define who you are for the rest of it. There's no getting around that.
Safety at the workplace.
After what happened last night I feel uneasy. shocked. disgusted. upset that it could have happened to any one of us, simply because no one was thinking.
Never let your guard down.
I believe the director made the right decision. So we won't have a film entry this year. No big deal.
I'm just thankful he's unharmed.
The only reason I was able to get any sleep was just out of exhaustion. Working 30 hours out of 48 gets tough on the mind and the body.
Don't dwell on it.
I keep thinking how surreal everything felt after the incident. They didn't just hold one of us at gunpoint, they held us all. And ruined our weekend of all our hard work.
Don't dwell on it.
Driving home this morning I began thinking about what changed recently in my persona (I'm still an escapist) and came to the conclusion that it's all revolved around storytelling.
I love telling stories; funny ones mostly, but any story will do. And it seems as though I've run a bit dry on the story well. It doesn't do me any good to tell stories that I've told over and over again, but to create new stories with new adventures. I gotta get back in the grove and have some new adventures in my life. That's what I've missed.
I help to complete the story. I perform.
who i am
who you are
who are you
I have an uneasy feeling that sometimes actors can get so lost in the characterization of different roles that they lose a sense of their own being. Not completely, but it seems possible.
If you're not careful can you forget who you are after a while?
I think of myself as an 'escapist'. I generally never liked being 'me', which led me to the visual art world and then to the performing arts.
According to Mamet in Bambi vs. Godzilla: "Should the project go awry, you will be notified by a complete lack of contact with those in whose hands its administration has rested."
I dislike, although, I accept.
[insert name here] is pleased to be working with [insert production company name here]. [circle one: He/She] has most recently been seen as [insert character name here] in [insert past production company's name here]'s production of [insert name of show here]. Special thanks to [insert names of who you're sleeping with, and/or family members] for all your love and support! Thanks for coming and enjoy the show!
it's too bad...
People are inherently complex physiological creatures... and still some just don't use their turn signals when driving.
it's too bad...
I've lived as long as i have... and don't show enough appreciation for it.
it's too bad...
I'm not a robot... although I'm glad I'm not.
it's too bad...
I haven't spent as much time as I would have liked to finding awesome bands... because there are a lot out there.
it's too bad...
I'm not rich... because I know I'd spend the money nice and frivolously.
it's too bad...
Some people don't spend enough time to get to know themselves... before they get to know someone else.
it's too bad...
The internet has created an opportunity for kids to be 'emo'... just get over it, already.
To begin: I never thought of starting a blog until recently, and even then I never knew what to 'blog' about. I figured there are probably three basic things I could use this for:
- write some sort of diary
- outline specific information about a topic I know well for general knowledge, or
- bitch about stuff
I've never been good with keeping a diary or even expressing my own feelings, and I only really know a lot about very few topics (I'm the text-book definition of 'jack of all trades master of none'). Which leaves the last option on my list.
But as I think more and more about it. I don't just want to do something negative; I'll also try to throw in some good happy feeling type stuff.
So that's what I'll try to do.
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