independence day

celebrating my freedom to do nothing for four days

Did everyone have a good weekend?  I sure did.

The great thing about the Independence Day holiday is that you really don’t have any sort of obligations like you do with other holidays.  You don’t have to go and see people.  You don’t have a long list of gifts to buy and a list to make of people who may get you things so that you can return the favor.  You don’t have to travel.  You don’t have to get up early to worship or eat or anything. You just do what you want, and if you feel like it you make sure you can see the sky around 9:30 at night so you can see a few fireworks.

Eric and I spent the weekend doing as we pleased.

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Weekend Recap

and an open letter to Mike Myers

Dear Mike Myers,

Thank you so much for making the sequel to Austin Powers every bit as much fun as the first one.  I laughed so much I didn’t even mind Fat Bastard, nor the fact that my loud, obnoxious laughing made the people behind me put a large glob of blue gum in my hair.  Even when Eric had to cut the piece of gum out of my head when I found it two hours later I just thought of Mini Me and everything was fine.  I went in thinking that I wasn’t going to like it and it was going to be a bunch of the same jokes, but you kept me surprised and peeing my pants.

Thanks.

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oh yes, it’s games night

It is the perfect weather outside. I’m sitting here in my green sweater and my blue pajama bottoms. Eric is out looking for a new car to buy. Erykah Badu is blasting through my speakers. I got to sleep in this morning. Eric and I had breakfast together, that I made myself and actually turned out good… it’s just one of those good days.

Last night we all got together to play games, which hasn’t happened in a while because the new trend in our circle of friends is to play poker at night, and since I can’t (don’t, won’t, hate) poker I tend to not be there. Plus poker has brought even more people into our circle, so we haven’t had many evenings of just six of us sitting around playing a board game in a while.

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i love rock and roll

but i like it sticky and messy

I can’t believe it’s already March. Time is just flying by. Eric’s dad went home today. We had a good time. Over the weekend we went to the Austin Museum of Art to see the new exhibit. We saw the capitol building, which I hadn’t seen in the almost six years I’ve lived here.

We celebrated a birthday, and I had four shows and two rehearsals. The next thing I knew it was this morning.

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“What’s Mardi Gras?”

Or how I ended up praying to God.

I swear, some mornings it’s a wonder I make it here.

Here, to my desk, away from the evils out there in the real world.

Sometimes you do a gig, and sometimes the gig does you. This weekend we did a private party for a company. We were supposed to be the “interesting cityfolk” at a Mardi Gras party. “What’s a Mardi Gras party like?” I was asking a week ago. Now I know.

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better?

i lose one, but prepare to win another

We didn’t win Best of the Week. Like I said, it was a tough week. For me, though, this is the first time a play of mine hasn’t advanced. Was it because my play wasn’t as good or was it because my competition was better? I’m thinking the latter. FronteraFest is becoming a very large festival, and now there’s stronger competition than ever before. The evening my show went up all of the performances were by UT students. We were all at one time classmates, and now we were competitors. We all had the same teachers. It made for a very interesting evening of theatre. We can still maybe get the Wildcard. That’s where the FronteraFest crew picks their favorites that they wished had been called back. We brought them beer, so maybe we’ll get that. That’s what Love Tools won last year.

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paranoid

living with spies and wooden hands

Okay, so I made another mistake on the Super Bowl entry. Pippen now plays for the Rockets. I tell you, it’s hard to keep all of this sports stuff straight in your head. I was at dinner with Eric on Friday night and we were discussing the entry. He hadn’t read it, but I was telling him about the “Do you think they’ll go for two” rule.

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chicks dig me

must be my golden voice… or my girlish charm

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. My life is never boring.

Last night, I became Madonna.

I’m not really sure when it happened, or how it happened… okay I guess in retrospect I can see sorta how it happened, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

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