Ash Wednesday, Texas Style, Smothered 'n Gravy!
Wow, I'm updating! AGAIN! It's like, wow, man!
That is it, my friends. My big, dumb face. With the mark of the Lord on it, that's right, you know you love it. I actually attended church today, at my mother's request, and I have to say, it was quite enjoyable. I love the priest at St. Viator, he gets so very into it, you know? Plus, he loves to adlib the Gospel, and something about that is very amusing to me. Plus, on the missal (that would be the little book that guides people through the readings and songs for each scheduled mass) there was a drawing of Mary holding our baby savior, and the way Lil' Jesus was holding his hands, he looked as though he was ready to take on Ralph Macchio. His white robe didn't help, either. Hi-keeba!
On Palm Sunday you get palms. On Ash Wednesday you get ashes. The motion the old people (they always are) use to apply them is that of a cross - downward with the thumb, then across with same digit. However, they press so hard that it's all used up on the first swipe. Also, they use the full palm of the thumb (what do you call that area? does it have a name?), so your cross is very thick. I would say mine looks like a falcon, one flying so fast that his tail is barely visible. As you can see, I ruin everything good in the world with my distorted world view. If you'd like to find me in the afterlife, I'll be somewhere warm.
Gum is good food, you know? Thank you, and goodnight.
If anyone out there is perchance an expert at burning video files (.avi, .wmv, etc.) to DVD files (ones that can actually be played in a standard DVD player), I'd love to hear from you. By the end of the month (sooner, I hope), every episode of MST3K will be in my grasp. People try to climb mountains and jump off them. People want to become CEOs of Fortune 500 companies. My goals are much more pathetic. Somehow that doesn't matter. I can see in my mind's eye every episode burned to a flawless DVD, with neat little menus and nice cases. All episodes backed up on an external hard drive in case anything happens. It's a ridiculous dream, and a waste of my precious time, but I love it anyway. If I could do anything with my life, it would be talk to puppets on a daily basis and then join them in a nice round of bad-movie-ripping. Ah, life.
Dead or Alive 4 is one of the most frustrating games I've ever had burn shiny calluses into my thumbs. Just thought I'd throw that out there. As soon as my download-fest up there is complete, I can start using my bandwidth on Xbox Live. My Gamercard, for those who want to be my friend.
If anyone's free this Friday, so am I. Plus, Spring Break is coming up, and I'd really love to do something. I've never taken a road trip with friends... that might be fun. I like Disneyland. And green apples. Thank you, and goodnight.
I'm absolutely horrid at drafting. Like everything else anywhere remotely connected with the world of technical theatre. So there's that.
Yes, yes. Yesterday was Mardi Gras (Fat Tuesday in the native), but it was, more importantly, National Pancake Day! That means a free shortstack down at the International HOP! Thanks go out to my pancake buddy David Meye, who filled me in on this most wond'rous of days. It's absolutely astounding that I've gone 19 years without prior knowledge of this frabjous event. Calloos and Callays all around, my sons.
Well, the clock on the wall tells us "That's all" from this safe haven from the torrents of pain and misery in an unforgiving internet. Thank you, and goodnight.
-Kyle (the big-face guy up there)
Juggernaut. Catch it!
That is it, my friends. My big, dumb face. With the mark of the Lord on it, that's right, you know you love it. I actually attended church today, at my mother's request, and I have to say, it was quite enjoyable. I love the priest at St. Viator, he gets so very into it, you know? Plus, he loves to adlib the Gospel, and something about that is very amusing to me. Plus, on the missal (that would be the little book that guides people through the readings and songs for each scheduled mass) there was a drawing of Mary holding our baby savior, and the way Lil' Jesus was holding his hands, he looked as though he was ready to take on Ralph Macchio. His white robe didn't help, either. Hi-keeba!
On Palm Sunday you get palms. On Ash Wednesday you get ashes. The motion the old people (they always are) use to apply them is that of a cross - downward with the thumb, then across with same digit. However, they press so hard that it's all used up on the first swipe. Also, they use the full palm of the thumb (what do you call that area? does it have a name?), so your cross is very thick. I would say mine looks like a falcon, one flying so fast that his tail is barely visible. As you can see, I ruin everything good in the world with my distorted world view. If you'd like to find me in the afterlife, I'll be somewhere warm.
Gum is good food, you know? Thank you, and goodnight.
If anyone out there is perchance an expert at burning video files (.avi, .wmv, etc.) to DVD files (ones that can actually be played in a standard DVD player), I'd love to hear from you. By the end of the month (sooner, I hope), every episode of MST3K will be in my grasp. People try to climb mountains and jump off them. People want to become CEOs of Fortune 500 companies. My goals are much more pathetic. Somehow that doesn't matter. I can see in my mind's eye every episode burned to a flawless DVD, with neat little menus and nice cases. All episodes backed up on an external hard drive in case anything happens. It's a ridiculous dream, and a waste of my precious time, but I love it anyway. If I could do anything with my life, it would be talk to puppets on a daily basis and then join them in a nice round of bad-movie-ripping. Ah, life.
Dead or Alive 4 is one of the most frustrating games I've ever had burn shiny calluses into my thumbs. Just thought I'd throw that out there. As soon as my download-fest up there is complete, I can start using my bandwidth on Xbox Live. My Gamercard, for those who want to be my friend.
If anyone's free this Friday, so am I. Plus, Spring Break is coming up, and I'd really love to do something. I've never taken a road trip with friends... that might be fun. I like Disneyland. And green apples. Thank you, and goodnight.
I'm absolutely horrid at drafting. Like everything else anywhere remotely connected with the world of technical theatre. So there's that.
Yes, yes. Yesterday was Mardi Gras (Fat Tuesday in the native), but it was, more importantly, National Pancake Day! That means a free shortstack down at the International HOP! Thanks go out to my pancake buddy David Meye, who filled me in on this most wond'rous of days. It's absolutely astounding that I've gone 19 years without prior knowledge of this frabjous event. Calloos and Callays all around, my sons.
Well, the clock on the wall tells us "That's all" from this safe haven from the torrents of pain and misery in an unforgiving internet. Thank you, and goodnight.
-Kyle (the big-face guy up there)
Juggernaut. Catch it!