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Hey! I'm back in Chi-Town and I've brought tidings of press clippings from our Funnybone show!
Just got back to the mainland (Pittsburgh) from the village of Perryopolis. We lived with Tom's parents for a few days in this bustlingly beautiful land. Apparently George Washington himself lived there also. Although we never once bumped into him. WHAT A DICK!!!
i'm just going to assume that if yr internet-savvy enough to find your way here, you probably check homestar frequently, and as such i'm not giving too much away when i say that the cheat's cheatventures in moses maloneland is one of the funniest things they've done in a while. talking party socks this way!
are you a senior theatre student at point park university? do you have phil winters for class tuesday at 1? if so, no you don't. you've got us. barely a fortnight after teaching our first university class, we're going to be Sitting In For Mr. Winters (a good name for a show, i think) this week.
what with shane vacationing in pittsburgh between shows, i've been the only one tending to the group blog. i just did some math, and if i can post 8 more times before shane does, i'll completely bump him off the blog's main page! if i blog just twice more, all evidence of shane's assistance will be rendered archival, save one post. i think this is a worthy goal, and i'm willing to sacrifice my practical animal club responsibilities (like making dvd's and packing up extra costumes) to do it. once shane's gone, it's back to baz...oh yeah, and those other guys.
it's 4:11 AM, and for the first time in my life, i'm totally, almost violently unimpressed with white bread. i may never eat it again. white bread (specifically the butternut white i just wolfed down, smothered in creamy jiff) has the consistancy of a synthetic clothing material. it reforms accroding to it's packaging. it's a mold nursery as little as four days after purchase. white bread, is gross. seriously. fuck white bread.
well, aside from a double post which i think was my fault, the new dashboard-powered blog seems to be running fine.
hey everyone. i'm testing out this API widget called "dashblog" (available on the apple widget site). just wanting to see if/how well this thing handles posts....
i stumbled across it, and now i'm totally, completely, unabashedly addicted:
as i've said numerous times, i live the american dream everyday, by working in an office. today, this was written on the office supply request list:
sometime last week, shane and i sat down and started watching wrestling on purpose. it was whatever they call the wwf nowadays. it was a good matchup on paper- "the nature boy" rick flair vs. some puerto rican guy who thought things were either "cool" or "not cool". we'll call him coolio.
I've found a gap in this "Internet Free Zone"! So, here I sit. I have not much to say except that it's great to be here in Pittsburgh. The rivers (all three) are as I remember them-light brown with sprinklings of garbage-and the city itself remains lovely. All seems the same-EXCEPT FOR OUR SCHOOL, POINT PARK UNIVERSITY-which has undergone serious renovations that both confuse and astound us! There's carpeting were there wasn't carpeting! Windows where there were no windows! Stairs where there were no stairs that lead to places that never were!
yes it is. i've discovered the worst song ever recorded. ladies and gentlemen with iTunes, click if you dare.
the baz will play. the animal club is on it's way to pittsburgh, where we'll be doing a couple of shows and a master class for the theatre and journalism students at point park university. i'll be returning to chicago sunday night, specifically to blog for you. that's how dedicated i am.
i just did some adding, and this woman has birthed more children than i've bought playstation 2 games. but i love my video games more than she loves her kids.
i mentioned earlier that i listen to radiopower.org at work, and i have a sad confession to make.
i do. it's an old story, dating back to 2002, but for some reason i thought i'd google jared lischner, nephew of the lesbian couple who lived next door to me growing up, and see how his sentencing went.
typos in search engines can be gun!
a new video sketch is in the can. i hope this screen grab doesn't give too much away. sorry i forgot to de-interlace it.
i've picked up this strange hobby the past few weeks. i've been playing a lot of video games, mainly because i'm depressed and like to be by myself in my room. specifically, i've been playing the only football game i have, which just so happens to be Madden 2002. i've also been listening to a lot of mice parade, which is very progressive, experimental ambient pop music.
this website is slow as molasses, but fun as all get-up. here's a bonus:
In a Past Life... |
![]() You Were: An Evil Magician. Where You Lived: China. How You Died: Natural causes. |
This is pretty ridiculous and pretty funny. It's a past life generator.
And just when you think, how can I get a large check-Let's win $100,000 shall we? The Service Employees International Union is looking for ideas on how to help the economy grow, encourage existing companies to expand, and create well-paying jobs. The company believes that our country needs to strengthen its economy and compete better in the big world. The winning idea will be worth $100,000 and two runners-up will get $50,000 a piece. And, best of all SEIU president, Andrew Stern said this is geared towards ordinary Americans. "In Washington DC, we are still living in the last century in an industrial revolution. India and China are in overdrive and America is in neutral." A panel of twelve judges will look over each outline of seventy-five words or less and decide. Hurry, though. The deadline isn't until December 5th, but thinking takes time. This isn't something to cram for.
Did you hear this? Jacquelyn Sherman, a hurricane Katrina survivor from Opelousas, LA put $20 into a slot machine at Evangeline Downs Racetrack and Casino and became an instant millionaire! Can you believe it? Hurray for Jacquelyn! Hurray for casinos! And hurray for America! It's too good to be true, and yet, IT IS TRUE- just like Seabiscuit. And, in Seabiscuit fashion, the movie could write itself, with the title easily being plucked straight out of the story:
OK. Our short will be screened twice during the Austin Film Festival, both as part of The Second City Shorts program. Show times are Saturday October 22 at 10:45, and Tuesday October 25 at 7:00. Due to the Point Park and Funny Bone shows in Pittsburgh, none of us will be attending, but don't let that stop you. Feel free to let not living in Texas stop you, though.
Today, I overheard a child say this while playing with GI Joes:
What a day to be a celebrity! So many news, so little time...
It starts at Midnight on Saturday in the Del Close Theatre at IO, and will likely fun forever. Aside from having the greatest name in comedy and the greatest suggestion premise ever ("Could we please have a suggestion of something hoes would fight about?"), they've got some of the funniest youngsters in the Chicago improv scene, including old Animal Club friends Andy Sloee and Mort Burke. This show is all improvised, and features a 30 minute intro video, shot by yours truly. They're not up on the schedule yet, but sometime soon they will be, so eventually check this link for info.
This is a parascript of a commercial that runs frequently on radio power, the progressive talk station i listen to at work. I hear this commercial four to six times a day.
President Bush has decided on his second nomination for Supreme Court, surprising many who doubted he'd choose a woman.
Thirteen. Good ole, unlucky thirteen. That's losing seasons in a row, now. Half my age, to be exact. The salad years of my life. Things used to be a boy from Greenfield (or Squirrel Hill, if you went by zip codes) would waste away his Indian Summer days with his knock-off Walkman, hanging on every trite phrase Lanny Frattare jammed into his microphone, picturing the lush green astroturf, the sun casting a gangly, angular shadow through the concrete mesh of Three Rivers Stadium, the stark clash of the School Bus Yellow Mezzanine seats and the Not-Quite-Burnt-Ochre of General Admission. Picturing his heroes playing small ball- a Jay Bell bunt here, a José Lind bouncer there, 3-6-3 double play. That's alright boys. We'll get 'em next time. The Bucco Express always runs on the fives, and who knows? With The Killer B's coming up, damn near anything is possible.