THANK YOU FOR YOUR EFFORT
What is life about? Breathe. Eat. Desire. Stink up the joint. Forget the keys. Inexplicably cause French tourists to think you're Moby (true story).
So, here's a toast to my self. Never change dood. Just keep your eyes open.
Monday, June 09, 2008
Saturday, June 07, 2008
[Rehabberwocky illustration props to Alan Defibaugh. RAWK!]
WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT... REHABBERWOCKY!!!!!
Alright children. Take a seat. It's so great to see all of you today. Who's ready for a story? Charles, stop playing with your He-man. Thank you. Let's begin.
This is a story of a hairless, hair-brained hero. After many years of searching, our hero found a really cool playground, with a lot of really cool ways to play. In fact, this playground was so awesome, there were an INFINITE amount of ways to play.
But, and here's the catch kids, if our hairless hero didn't pay attention, sometimes spending time in the playground meant rocks getting in his shoes. Or, on rare occassions, playing in the playground meant needing to go to the hospital.
Who here's been to the hospital before? What for? Nose bleeds. Sprained ankles. Yep. Broken bones. Yep. Yes Kelly? I'm sorry, I can't hear you... Oh, yes, a broken heart. That's right. All of these things happened to our hair-brained hero.
But sometimes, when our hero really concentrated on having fun and enjoying himself, some magical shit would happen. And that's why he kept coming back to the playground. Even when he was worried he might get hurt again.
So, all that to say, if you're in the DC area on Thursday June 26 or July 3rd at 8pm, please come to my one-man improv show Rehabberwocky. Tickets are $10. I'll post more info soon.
Okay kids. Have a great day in class.
WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT... REHABBERWOCKY!!!!!
Alright children. Take a seat. It's so great to see all of you today. Who's ready for a story? Charles, stop playing with your He-man. Thank you. Let's begin.
This is a story of a hairless, hair-brained hero. After many years of searching, our hero found a really cool playground, with a lot of really cool ways to play. In fact, this playground was so awesome, there were an INFINITE amount of ways to play.
But, and here's the catch kids, if our hairless hero didn't pay attention, sometimes spending time in the playground meant rocks getting in his shoes. Or, on rare occassions, playing in the playground meant needing to go to the hospital.
Who here's been to the hospital before? What for? Nose bleeds. Sprained ankles. Yep. Broken bones. Yep. Yes Kelly? I'm sorry, I can't hear you... Oh, yes, a broken heart. That's right. All of these things happened to our hair-brained hero.
But sometimes, when our hero really concentrated on having fun and enjoying himself, some magical shit would happen. And that's why he kept coming back to the playground. Even when he was worried he might get hurt again.
So, all that to say, if you're in the DC area on Thursday June 26 or July 3rd at 8pm, please come to my one-man improv show Rehabberwocky. Tickets are $10. I'll post more info soon.
Okay kids. Have a great day in class.
Thursday, June 05, 2008
RELY ON THIS
I love people. Because they're always there. You can rely on that. Ya know?
They won't be there the way you want them. They might smell a little funny. And they might say things that seem so real you spit.
But you can always rely on people to be there. Standing. Sitting. Yelling. Making split pea soup. Or just breathing.
Well, that is, until they're not there. Which you can also rely on.
I love people. Because they're always there. You can rely on that. Ya know?
They won't be there the way you want them. They might smell a little funny. And they might say things that seem so real you spit.
But you can always rely on people to be there. Standing. Sitting. Yelling. Making split pea soup. Or just breathing.
Well, that is, until they're not there. Which you can also rely on.
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