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happier man

We know the world is doomed.
We know that life is cursed.
If you berate the hand of fate,
you'll only make things worse.

Know your limitations.
Formulate a better plan.
Modify your aspirations.
Be a happier man.

- Bertol.t Bre.cht, The Thr.eepenny Ope.ra

Thursday, May 26, 2005

two weeks! holy crap

It's been a while since I've updated. Summer Festival season is upon us eating away precious free time. I'm also still directing a short play that goes up in June. Fortunately/unfortunately, I had an actor drop out last Friday (13 days before we open). I say fortunately because he was a terrible actor that could not respond to direction and refused to learn his lines on time. Unfortunately, I have to step into his role now.

In other news, my girlfriend decided not to move to Austria which makes me glad.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

moustache!

Let me explain.

A couple months back it sounded like a fun idea. I got cast in a small role as a cop in a local play. I suggested to the director that I grow a moustache. She loved it. I loved it. We all thought the world of the idea.

Now I look like "The Uncle That Hugs A Little Too Long."

It gets worse.

This morning I visited the doc for allergy issues, and thinking efficiently I decided it was about time to finally get my Massachusetts license (I've only been carrying my old Texas license illegally for about 18 months).

It wasn't until the clerk said, "Okay, sir, just stand against the blue backdrop, and I'll take your picture."

A cold terror seized me starting with my neck hair and eating it's way deep like active acid into the very pit of my dry, petrified heart. My hand crept to my upper lip and I think I might have uttered a semi-audible, airy shriek.

So now this horrible countenance stains my government issued ID, even though the moustache, like a guest that once was welcome but now only causes discomfort and loathing, will finally return Saturday night to the bowels of hell from whence it came.

Sunday, May 08, 2005

alone in America

Wife leaves tomorrow morning for Europe, so I have the place to myself for 11 days. Ladies, give me a call.