Valiant Effort #4

In about two and a half hours, in fact, I will be twenty.

This fact simultaneously thrills and scares the shit out of me.

I have been spending the last few hours of my teenagerdom...well, being a teenager.  I went to the mall, attempted to buy some crazy makeup at Hot Topic before realizing I'd forgotten my gift card, settled into Barnes & Noble with a Frappucino and read comic books for an hour and a half.  I then drove home with the windos down listening to the mp3 of a certain viral video featuring  a guy in a blond wig whose character has an obsession with footwear.  And now i'm putting off the task of attempting to make my room resemble a living space.  All in all, a pretty productive couple of hours.

I don't really know if I want to think about it just yet.  I mean, legally I was an adult two years ago, but I feel like officially exiting the teenage years sort of gives me the obligation to act like more of one, and I don't really want to.

I also have to work tomorrow, from 5 to 9, which really kind of sucks.  I would much rather have worked today and had the evening off on my birthday.

tootsie roll addiction.

scaring a turkish man.

lemon cake.

autographed photos of kristin chenoweth.

laughing at david.

a big empty dance hall.

spinning around and around.

pelting people with balloons.

a phone call in an empty stairwell.

yelling random fast food names.

sore arches and blisters.

foam swords from toys 'r us.

spiritual experiences in a circle.

prepubescent boys and their fear of bras.

harry possiblymanlegs.

peanut butter molasses taffy.

strobe light monkey in the middle.

magic gingerbread.

daily trips to wal-mart.

eating twice our weight in cake pizza.

really shitty dorm rooms.

games that cause bodily harm.

elijah talking to sara's stomach.

teachers who rely heavily on sound effects.

random testing of fire and tornado alarms.

sharing crazy cat stories with michelle.

dancing in the rain.

dessert at every meal.

all manner of crazy hats.

ahmet on ecstasy.

babyhawks.

fries that taste like micie.

milkshakes from backyard burgers.

guitar lessons.

conversations about george's "roommate".

paying for two and a half people.

having a creepy invisible roommate.

winning the heptathlon.

tyler's obsession with mime.

lynch mobs.

people who touch their tattoos in the elevator.

watching the sun rise.

using toilet paper left over from a room "decoration".

the flirtation of ahmet and taylor.

being set off by howard and taylor and chase.

struggling through a badly taught dance.

the square-cam (TM).

 

 

 

What is the scariest experience you've had with Mother Nature?
Submitted by jacolily.

That would be last week, right before KDI, when there was a thunderstorm and lightning struck so close to our house that a lightbulb blew out over the stairs, our TV broke and it sounded like the world had exploded right outside of my bedroom window.

This is a list of bad and good things that happened with Rocky Horror during the course of this past week.

 

Bad:

1) Tyler's (Riff Raff's) car broke down and it was questionable whether he'd make it to rehearsals until the night before performance.

2) I had several near-nervous-breakdowns.

3) I lost my cast t-shirt.

4) We had to practice in Lauren's (Janet's) backyard one night.

5) Caleb's (Rocky's) gold underwear started falling apart and getting smaller and smaller...

6) They moved Rocky Horror to a different (and smaller) theatre because Dark Knight was showing in the one we usually were in.

7) We almost ran out of Transylvanians.

8) There was some question as to whether we'd even be able to do the show because of the manager's worry that we would "distract" people.

9) Lauren and Paul (Eddie) never got around to getting that wheelchair, so we had to push Jackson (Dr. Scott) around in a computer chair.

10) Cat (Magenta) got fired and Paul was in the process of being fired. 

11) Boo Boo's (Columbia's) mom lost her aunt's video camera.

12) The people at Denny's will probably hate us forever.

13) Cat stepped on my foot with her high-heeled boot and left a nasty bruise.

14) Lauren got a migraine.

15) Some family apparently didn't like us being in the theatre, because they complained to the manager.

 

Good: 

1)  Caleb started warming up to people and joking around and generally being less awkward.  Turns out he's a pretty damn cool guy, so I'm glad I got to know him as someone other than a friend of a friend.

2) Tyler actually did make it to rehearsal by Wednesday.

3) I got to witness the hilarious discomfort of the few guys involved when Lauren decided to throw a surprise spa party after rehearsal.

4) My Texas cake turned out perfect.

5) I made a new friend named Serena, and I got to know another girl (Rachel) a lot better than I had before. 

6) Many new quotes were inserted into the Random Book, and Caleb got his first one! 

(In case you're interested -

*Caleb randomly kicks me*

Me: Why'd you kick me?

Caleb:  Because Rocky hates Frank!

Me:  No!  I'm all you have in the world!

Caleb:  But I wanna pitch, too!

Me: ...I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that.)

7)  All of our costumes were pretty damn amazing.

8) Everyone loved our performance, except for that family mentioned above.

9) The theatre got a new copy of the movie that didn't skip over any scenes and actually included "Super Heroes".

10) There wasn't any of that post-show adrenaline crash - at least not for me - because I knew we could do it again next year.

11) Everyone in the cast just really clicked well.

12) On that note, I'm still rooting for Cat and Tyler.  They performed good-night elbow sex when Tyler got out of the car, so I have high hopes.

13) Nobody fell or got seriously injured, even with all the rice underfoot.

14) We know a cool waiter at Denny's named Derrick who was nice to us even when nobody else was.

15) I discovered that Denny's French silk pie is actually pretty amazing.  Not as good as Baker's Square, but I take what I can get here.

16) We all had fun during rehearsal even if we were simultaneously stressed out.

 

Pictures!

"Here's a ring to prove that I'm no joker..."

 

Boo Boo and me jamming to "Sweet Transvestite"

 

The birth of Rocky! 

 

Paul is fat.  Enough said.  :)

 

Pool orgy!

 

The servants strike back...

 

 

Full cast including Transylvanians, crowd leader and dancer for "Science Fiction" (Rachel, Sarah and Mer, Paige and Bethany, respectively).

And that is because I've been incredibly busy with a fun but stressful activity,

My knees are covered in bruises from crawling over a rice-covered cement floor while chasing a guy in gold underwear.

My left foot is also bruised and a little swollen from being stepped on by a girl in spike(ish) heels.

All of my muscles are at least a little bit sore.

My arches are aching from walking around in four-inch platforms.

My sleep schedule is fucked, I have the beginnings of a headache, and everything I had on my person yesterday that was made of cloth now smells very strongly of cigarettes, including my purse.

I dropped my ring at some point during yesterday's show, and someone stepped on it.  Luckily, my dad thinks it can be bent back into shape.

 

But, I am elated at a job well done by the entire cast of Alfalfa's Shadows.

 

Details and pictures to come later.  I promise this time.

The other day at Goodwill, I found a garment that could probably win the annual "Why the Hell Would Anyone Manufacture Something Like This?  Award".  Naturally, I had to try it on.

Here, in all its glory, is what I would like to dub "Cirque du Lunatique":

 

 

Now, this is the kind of thing that might have some salvageability if it were a dress, if only for the kitsch factor.  However, it is not.  But what is it, exactly?  A pantsuit?  A jumpsuit?  A horribly bastardized unitard?

If anyone has any ideas as to what situation would require one to wear something this grotesque, I'd love to hear them.

I had this dream last night, the details of which I am not entirely sure about.

The beginning part was very vague and nonsensical and unrelated to the rest of the dream, but I do recall meeting all of the Beatles.

Then, later, I was at some sort of very large gathering of people in what appeared to be a flame-lit cave.  While there, I ran into a friend (?) with which I've had quite the falling-out.  In the dream, he seemed entirely clueless as to why I was so mad at him, even though in real life I've explained to him quite thoroughly why I'm pissed.  I told him to check his Facebook and read the message I sent him.  He then seemed incredibly hurt, and revealed that he was in love with me.  This freaked me out even in a dream, both because of past drama we've had and because I don't know how to break hearts gently.  (This is one of the many reason I hope nobody ever does fall in love with me - other than the one who already is, of course.)  I really don't remember the conversation after that, but apparently we worked out something amicable, because I gave him a hug.

It was at this point that aliens arrived to destroy the earth.  As usual, I woke up just in time and thoroughly confused.

 

I have to say, this was one of the weirder dreams I've had lately, and I really have no desire to repeat the experience.

Show us two things that belong together.

 

My response to this will be ridiculous and cliche and quite possibly vomit-worthy, but I don't care; I'm going to do it anyway, so screw all of you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What does it mean to you to be patriotic?

I think a pin that I bought a few days ago sums it up quite nicely:

"Patriotism is supporting your country all the time, and your government when it deserves it."

It would have a pretty pathetic variety of animals, but a fairly impressive aviary, an aquarium and an insect zoo.  It would probably more closely resemble a really fucked-up petting zoo.

My zoo would include: a camel, 10 cats (as well as one kitty, one kitten and one pussycat, and this is not even including the songs from Cats, which are exempt), 9 horses and 2 ponies, 6 dogs and 2 hounds, 4 lions, a bison, 5 birds (and, specifically, a blackbird, a green finch, a linnet bird, a mockingbird, a thunderbird, a seabird, a chicken, an eagle, 2 cuckoos, a goshawk, 2 ducks, a meadowlark, 2 nightingales, a robin, 3 swans, a sparrow, a crow, a turkey, a loon and a dove), 2 fish (also a bass, a barracuda, a shark, a whale, a rock lobster and an octopus), 4 bugs (also an insect, 2 butterflies, a boll weevil, a caterpillar, a fly and a dragonfly), a cheetah, 4 monkeys, a chimp, an ape and a gorilla, a swamp rat, a bunny, 3 tigers, 2 elephants, 4 snakes, 3 foxes, a hamster, a hippopotamus, 6 wolves, a chameleon, a goat, a mammoth, a naked mole rat, a panther (pink, of course), 2 cows, a pig, 2 frogs, a lizard, 2 bears (one of which is a teddy bear), a possum and a tortoise.

 

The sad part is, I actually had enough time on my hands yesterday that I could make a playlist and count these.