Well, I went to see La Horrigan today. My aunt had these dresses from the '80's she didn't want anymore, and asked if Hanover's theatre would like to have them. I told her probably not, since they just had a costume sale to get rid of some of their space-consuming fug, and then it was suggested that LC's theatre might. So today I went to drop off the dresses and catch up on life at LC. It all looked the same, including Mrs. Horrigan (possibly there is witchcraft at work here). She was very nice, and listened to me talk about England, and told me all about how LC is. Their dismissal bell is this really irritating single, prolonged tone now. Like the school went into cardiac arrest or something. The LC Players are going to New York in a few weeks, and they're going to see shows and it sounds awesome, so good for them. I'm jealous. Oh! I also got to see Mrs. Horrigan take a Horrigan Moment when talking about the state of the school. You know, when she puts her head in her hand with a great sigh, as though she simply does not understand how the world can continue in this way. She thinks Mr. Sturm might retire very soon. Also, she remembers Once in a Lifetime fondly, which is nice. There is to be an LCP reunion on May 12, so mark your calendar, Marten, and see if you can come. I really want to.
And just when I think I don't know anybody at LC, especially in the theatre, in walks my cousin Katherine's friend Caitlin, who is a really, really nice girl and apparently in LCP. Or in drama/ stagecraft at least. I had no idea. But I will always have a soft spot for Caitlin, because I was the person who convinced her that it was all right to like Star Wars. She was excited to see me.
It's weird, but I'm finding that high school students always look the same. A couple of times now I have gone to high schools or high school functions and I see students who look like people I went to high school with, and I know they aren't those people, but at the same time my brain is going, "I saw him/her in the hallways all the time, didn't I? What's he/she still doing here?" It's something, I guess, about the high school tendency to want to conform and blend in and look like the magazine pictures with the straightened hair and too much makeup.
Also, I finished Christmas shopping today! Yay!
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
19 December 2007
16 December 2007
I was watching a pot, and guess what it did? It BOILED, Mother!
Welcome back, Jonah. Thanks for handling those ninjas.
I'm back home, and now that I don't have to do anything, I really don't want to do anything. I should be working on one of my arrangements or even unpacking my stuff, but as it is, all I've done since getting home is eat, sleep, and play zelda. After starting a new game yesterday I'd be finishing off Ganondorf about now, but Mom wanted to watch the football game.
I auditioned for OLO on Friday. There's not much else worth saying about that other than I've done my first professional audition, and I will soon receive my first professional rejection. I'm not too worried about how my audition went, though, seeing as how I was basically auditioning for a 25% cut in pay. Whether or not I make it, I've got a job for the summer, so I can feel secure about that.
My house is cold. I miss Gable House, and Gen. I had become accustomed to the uncanny warmth of both.
I'm going to start posting on Skewed to the Left again when I go back to school. I don't know if I'm going to follow the same schedule that I used to because of my crazy schedule for next semester, and I may have to do only two a week instead of three. I'll be balancing it between an overloaded academic schedule and stage managing for Good Woman of Setzuan. I plan on taking advantage of this break, though. I'm not going to work weekends, and I'm not going to work for more than 6 hours a day on weekdays. I'm going to finish at least one song, I'm going to play a lot of video games and D&D, and I'm going to wear actual pants for as little time possible. Merry end of the first semester, everyone, and I'll see you all soon.
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
I'm back home, and now that I don't have to do anything, I really don't want to do anything. I should be working on one of my arrangements or even unpacking my stuff, but as it is, all I've done since getting home is eat, sleep, and play zelda. After starting a new game yesterday I'd be finishing off Ganondorf about now, but Mom wanted to watch the football game.
I auditioned for OLO on Friday. There's not much else worth saying about that other than I've done my first professional audition, and I will soon receive my first professional rejection. I'm not too worried about how my audition went, though, seeing as how I was basically auditioning for a 25% cut in pay. Whether or not I make it, I've got a job for the summer, so I can feel secure about that.
My house is cold. I miss Gable House, and Gen. I had become accustomed to the uncanny warmth of both.
I'm going to start posting on Skewed to the Left again when I go back to school. I don't know if I'm going to follow the same schedule that I used to because of my crazy schedule for next semester, and I may have to do only two a week instead of three. I'll be balancing it between an overloaded academic schedule and stage managing for Good Woman of Setzuan. I plan on taking advantage of this break, though. I'm not going to work weekends, and I'm not going to work for more than 6 hours a day on weekdays. I'm going to finish at least one song, I'm going to play a lot of video games and D&D, and I'm going to wear actual pants for as little time possible. Merry end of the first semester, everyone, and I'll see you all soon.
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
Comstock Christmas Comeback Celebration!
Compendium of Stupidity Headquarters. December 15. 12:43 A.M.
Michael: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a problem. The blog is falling apart.
Erin: I know. Since I fired the striking writers and we hired a team of monkeys to replace them, there's been a marked decrease in quality
Marten: It's because they're non-guild monkeys.
Michael: I'm NOT talking about the monkeys. I'm talking about the numbers. Marten, show us the numbers.
(Marten gets up and walks over to an easel which has a graph displaying a negative trend.)
Marten: As you can see, lady and gentleman, our numbers our on a decline. Posts are down. Active members are down. Production is down.
Michael: Also, your zipper's down. Anyway, I'm worried about people. We lost Thomas, we never see Sophia, there are reports that Paul has joined the ranks of our ninja foes, and we're rapidly losing Comstocks.
(Nathan runs in.)
Nathan: Sorry I'm late. Ninjas.
(Everyone nods appreciatively)
Michael: So what are we going to do about this?
Erin: I don't know. I think the situation is hopeless without Jonah.
Marten: Oh woe is us. We are lost without Jonah.
Nathan: We must summon him somehow. Shine the Jonah beacon in the sky!
Erin: What if... he's been Taken!?
Michael: I hadn't thought of that...
(the door to headquarters bursts in and in comes Jonah, triumphantly riding on an elephant. His hair looks awesome.)
Jonah: Never fear, comrades! The intrepid Jonah Comstock is here - to save the day!
(All clap and cheer)
Jonah: And from now on the blogging will be plentiful. Also, when did we get a secret headquarters?
Michael: Man, you have been gone a long time.
(A group of 10 ninjas enters through the hole in the wall created by Jonah's elephant. Jonah handily (and AWESOMELY) defeats them. The battle just makes his hair more awesome.)
...
Alright, so that was all my fancy way of saying I'm back, and with a vengeance. Yes, a vengeance. Soon, I will actually post about my life! Very soon! Maybe tomorrow! But now, I'm announcing my new old quasi-permanent title scheme. I'm going back to alliteration, starting with C, because damnit, I liked alliteration! Also now I'll really have one. So Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good blog.
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
Michael: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a problem. The blog is falling apart.
Erin: I know. Since I fired the striking writers and we hired a team of monkeys to replace them, there's been a marked decrease in quality
Marten: It's because they're non-guild monkeys.
Michael: I'm NOT talking about the monkeys. I'm talking about the numbers. Marten, show us the numbers.
(Marten gets up and walks over to an easel which has a graph displaying a negative trend.)
Marten: As you can see, lady and gentleman, our numbers our on a decline. Posts are down. Active members are down. Production is down.
Michael: Also, your zipper's down. Anyway, I'm worried about people. We lost Thomas, we never see Sophia, there are reports that Paul has joined the ranks of our ninja foes, and we're rapidly losing Comstocks.
(Nathan runs in.)
Nathan: Sorry I'm late. Ninjas.
(Everyone nods appreciatively)
Michael: So what are we going to do about this?
Erin: I don't know. I think the situation is hopeless without Jonah.
Marten: Oh woe is us. We are lost without Jonah.
Nathan: We must summon him somehow. Shine the Jonah beacon in the sky!
Erin: What if... he's been Taken!?
Michael: I hadn't thought of that...
(the door to headquarters bursts in and in comes Jonah, triumphantly riding on an elephant. His hair looks awesome.)
Jonah: Never fear, comrades! The intrepid Jonah Comstock is here - to save the day!
(All clap and cheer)
Jonah: And from now on the blogging will be plentiful. Also, when did we get a secret headquarters?
Michael: Man, you have been gone a long time.
(A group of 10 ninjas enters through the hole in the wall created by Jonah's elephant. Jonah handily (and AWESOMELY) defeats them. The battle just makes his hair more awesome.)
...
Alright, so that was all my fancy way of saying I'm back, and with a vengeance. Yes, a vengeance. Soon, I will actually post about my life! Very soon! Maybe tomorrow! But now, I'm announcing my new old quasi-permanent title scheme. I'm going back to alliteration, starting with C, because damnit, I liked alliteration! Also now I'll really have one. So Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good blog.
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
12 December 2007
Reports of my disappearance have been greatly... well, slightly... well actually not exagerated at all.
I admit I have dropped off the face of the internet. To be honest, I'm not really sure why. I think part of it is the fact that very little interesting stuff happens in my life, and when interesting stuff does happen my roommate blogs about it before I get a chance to. But I will attempt to break the blog silence in a non-boring way here.
I have been kept very busy by mainly four things: a cappella music, Scenic Design, Dungeons and Dragons and Kylie. Most of my procrastination has been Gamecube - based. I've also been arranging a cappella music a lot while procrastinating, which is fun. I've just completed work on my second arrangement for A Round of Monkeys, "Another First Kiss" by They Might be Giants. I have three started for Lethal Inflection, and I hope I will finish at least one over break. By the way, a funny thing happened at the Lethal Inflection concert. Jonah was trying to introduce one of the group members, Thomas Dwyer, and he accidentally referred to him as Thomas Fowler instead.
Scenic Design is finally over and I don't really want to talk about it. I learned a lot, build two incredibly intricate models and spent far more time than anyone should spend on any class in that damn little studio. But it's over. On the plus side, Jonah and I are going to be in a play in February. The show is The Good Woman of Setzchuan by Berthold Brecht. Technically I am playing three different people and also helping design props.
As I write this, Kylie and I have been together for 364 days. We went out tonight to celebrate the anniversary. It was really nice. I really think I'm in love with this girl. I really want her to meet all of you, especially you, Erin. I think you two would get along incredibly well. Hopefully this can happen at some point eventually.
Dungeons and Dragons is more stressful than it should be. I may be getting a bit over ambitious with my campaign. It's going to be hard to juggle with the a cappella groups and the play.
That's life in brief. I also wrote a whole bunch of stuff for my fictional writing class which I think I'm going to start posting on my blog, so if ya'll would check my blog in the next couple of days I'd appreciate it. I may start writing some more of my ongoing stories again now that that class is over.
By the way Michael, I have to thank you for introducing me to How I Met your Mother and lending me those DVDs. My roommate has become completely obsessed with it, and the two of us had a blast watching the entire first two seasons together in just over a week.
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
I have been kept very busy by mainly four things: a cappella music, Scenic Design, Dungeons and Dragons and Kylie. Most of my procrastination has been Gamecube - based. I've also been arranging a cappella music a lot while procrastinating, which is fun. I've just completed work on my second arrangement for A Round of Monkeys, "Another First Kiss" by They Might be Giants. I have three started for Lethal Inflection, and I hope I will finish at least one over break. By the way, a funny thing happened at the Lethal Inflection concert. Jonah was trying to introduce one of the group members, Thomas Dwyer, and he accidentally referred to him as Thomas Fowler instead.
Scenic Design is finally over and I don't really want to talk about it. I learned a lot, build two incredibly intricate models and spent far more time than anyone should spend on any class in that damn little studio. But it's over. On the plus side, Jonah and I are going to be in a play in February. The show is The Good Woman of Setzchuan by Berthold Brecht. Technically I am playing three different people and also helping design props.
As I write this, Kylie and I have been together for 364 days. We went out tonight to celebrate the anniversary. It was really nice. I really think I'm in love with this girl. I really want her to meet all of you, especially you, Erin. I think you two would get along incredibly well. Hopefully this can happen at some point eventually.
Dungeons and Dragons is more stressful than it should be. I may be getting a bit over ambitious with my campaign. It's going to be hard to juggle with the a cappella groups and the play.
That's life in brief. I also wrote a whole bunch of stuff for my fictional writing class which I think I'm going to start posting on my blog, so if ya'll would check my blog in the next couple of days I'd appreciate it. I may start writing some more of my ongoing stories again now that that class is over.
By the way Michael, I have to thank you for introducing me to How I Met your Mother and lending me those DVDs. My roommate has become completely obsessed with it, and the two of us had a blast watching the entire first two seasons together in just over a week.
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
08 December 2007
Give me one reason, one good reason, why we should spend our last two hours in Florida looking at the sisters of Freckle-Face Haynes the Dog-Faced Boy
I will post now!
Well, the semester's finally almost over. My IS is pretty much done, my classes are done, I have one more assignment to do, one final to take, and I am out of here. And I might actually get my grad school applications done before I come home on Wednesday, as well. Life is looking good from here.
Tonight I went to see White Christmas at the Ohio Theatre, a little movie theatre they have here in Madison. It was lovely. My mom and I have watched White Christmas every year since before I can remember. I have been gently snarking it with her since about a year or two after I was old enough to understand it. For those of you unfamiliar, it's a big-old fashioned musical filled with Irving Berlin songs and Bing Crosby and Rosemary Clooney. It's the sort of thing, like the Star Wars movies and Pride and Prejudice, where there are set responses to certain lines at this point. So I was sad my mom wasn't there. But it was so much fun to see the movie on a big screen and hear all of the people around me laughing at it and sometimes singing along. And so now I'm in a very happy mood.
Tomorrow we're testing our fight scenes for stage combat with an adjudicator from the offical stage fighting society, I can't remember what it's called. I have absolutely no delusion that I'm going to pass. But it will be fun to try. My rapier fight is especially cool. I chose to do it to a scene from Lords and Ladies, actually; it is now Magrat vs. Lankin. My hand-to-hand fight is from A Midsummer Night's Dream. And I have also fulfilled a long-cherished dream of putting a knife fight into Jane Austen with the epic battle of Elizabeth vs. Lady Catherine. My partner for the last is one Miss Whitney Shouse. It's been really fun, we got to perform the fight in Eighteenth Century Novel class on Friday because we've been reading Pride and Prejudice.
I have to move all my stuff into a whole different room before I leave on Wednesday, because I'm getting both a new room and a new roommate, since Bethany is going to France next semester. This sucks, because Bethany is the best roommate I've ever had, and I'm going to miss her a whole lot. I had hoped to at least have a single with her gone, but no. I have to move. And I know almost nothing about my new roommate except that she likes The Office. Oh, well.
Pretty soon I will be out of here! And I will have time to do things again! Yay!
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
Well, the semester's finally almost over. My IS is pretty much done, my classes are done, I have one more assignment to do, one final to take, and I am out of here. And I might actually get my grad school applications done before I come home on Wednesday, as well. Life is looking good from here.
Tonight I went to see White Christmas at the Ohio Theatre, a little movie theatre they have here in Madison. It was lovely. My mom and I have watched White Christmas every year since before I can remember. I have been gently snarking it with her since about a year or two after I was old enough to understand it. For those of you unfamiliar, it's a big-old fashioned musical filled with Irving Berlin songs and Bing Crosby and Rosemary Clooney. It's the sort of thing, like the Star Wars movies and Pride and Prejudice, where there are set responses to certain lines at this point. So I was sad my mom wasn't there. But it was so much fun to see the movie on a big screen and hear all of the people around me laughing at it and sometimes singing along. And so now I'm in a very happy mood.
Tomorrow we're testing our fight scenes for stage combat with an adjudicator from the offical stage fighting society, I can't remember what it's called. I have absolutely no delusion that I'm going to pass. But it will be fun to try. My rapier fight is especially cool. I chose to do it to a scene from Lords and Ladies, actually; it is now Magrat vs. Lankin. My hand-to-hand fight is from A Midsummer Night's Dream. And I have also fulfilled a long-cherished dream of putting a knife fight into Jane Austen with the epic battle of Elizabeth vs. Lady Catherine. My partner for the last is one Miss Whitney Shouse. It's been really fun, we got to perform the fight in Eighteenth Century Novel class on Friday because we've been reading Pride and Prejudice.
I have to move all my stuff into a whole different room before I leave on Wednesday, because I'm getting both a new room and a new roommate, since Bethany is going to France next semester. This sucks, because Bethany is the best roommate I've ever had, and I'm going to miss her a whole lot. I had hoped to at least have a single with her gone, but no. I have to move. And I know almost nothing about my new roommate except that she likes The Office. Oh, well.
Pretty soon I will be out of here! And I will have time to do things again! Yay!
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
05 December 2007
"I can smell your fear!" "That's just my cologne." Fear for Men: A new cologne from Realite
Right now, I should not be posting. I should be writing an outline. But! people don't post anymore, and it's lame. Nathan and Jonah have stopped existing on the internet, and there's no excuse. I know for a fact how much Jonah procrastinates. Your procrastination time should be spent complaining about what your procrastinating from! Like this stupid outline. I don't like outlines. My mind is not organized, and I would much rather babble on about whatever I'm writing about and organize it after the fact. The thing about this outline is that it's part of a final project that confusingly does not in fact end in a research paper. Instead of writing a 15 page research paper for our final project, we are to find sources, write a paper proposal, a 2 page outline and an annotated bibliography for a 15 page paper that we don't actually write. To be perfectly honest, it will probably come in handy later when I'm getting ready to write my junior and senior IS's, but right now it's really a pain.
Also, I'm auditioning for OLO. Like, to sing. I am terribly frightened about this for no rational reason. It's free for Wooster students to audition, so I signed up in a sort of "what the hell," mood, and now I'm all anxious. Either way, I'll probably be working there again this summer, singing or building props. Alaska died because people can't afford to get there.
Also also, I won't be living in my home for much longer. Not that I really have in a while anyway, but now I won't even have a room. Dad has to move the shop back to the house, and what is my bedroom used to be his sewing room, so when I get home for break I get to start putting things into boxes. This is why I need to find places to be during the summer. Scary.
In the mean time, my sisters introduced me to Jonathan Coulton. I've downloaded a handful of stuff from him after watching that video, he's great. He's got a remake of Baby Got Back that I want to arrange for Lethal Inflection. Erin said someone should make a fanvid for the previously linked song for Jim and Pam, but she has too many procrastination activities. It got me thinking about how many great things came from procrastination. When I procrastinate, I used to draw webcomics(been meaning to get back to that) build things like lightsabers and clay dragons, or play my guitar. I've decided that procrastination builds character, and that a person can be judged by what he does instead of work.
I hope everyone elses last couple weeks of the semester are going better than mine, see all soon
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
Also, I'm auditioning for OLO. Like, to sing. I am terribly frightened about this for no rational reason. It's free for Wooster students to audition, so I signed up in a sort of "what the hell," mood, and now I'm all anxious. Either way, I'll probably be working there again this summer, singing or building props. Alaska died because people can't afford to get there.
Also also, I won't be living in my home for much longer. Not that I really have in a while anyway, but now I won't even have a room. Dad has to move the shop back to the house, and what is my bedroom used to be his sewing room, so when I get home for break I get to start putting things into boxes. This is why I need to find places to be during the summer. Scary.
In the mean time, my sisters introduced me to Jonathan Coulton. I've downloaded a handful of stuff from him after watching that video, he's great. He's got a remake of Baby Got Back that I want to arrange for Lethal Inflection. Erin said someone should make a fanvid for the previously linked song for Jim and Pam, but she has too many procrastination activities. It got me thinking about how many great things came from procrastination. When I procrastinate, I used to draw webcomics(been meaning to get back to that) build things like lightsabers and clay dragons, or play my guitar. I've decided that procrastination builds character, and that a person can be judged by what he does instead of work.
I hope everyone elses last couple weeks of the semester are going better than mine, see all soon
"Geiss is sending signals about retirement, about succession." "By talking about sex in a sailing magazine?" "That's exactly how Margaret Thatcher did it."
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