our noses have begun to rust
recap of last week?
sunday: played oregon trail with krista& dave (NEVER FORD THE RIVER) the virtual me was the doctor & conor oberst died of dysentery. no matter what you say, that's NOT a coincidence. we also noticed that all our sponges disappeared. A blank sheet of pink paper was taped on the wall... we figured it was some special code the sponge thief left. so we drew our own message on it
this is a crappy picture. well, there are sad lost sponges on it & dave did an excellent job drawing the evil dps stick figure guy
monday: ash, naomi, & i drove out to a liquor store at some shady strip mall& it was snowing. when i brought my red wine& vodka to the counter, the cashier didnt seem to believe my id was real (ohkay that's nothing new really)
tues: in creative writing, we were supposed to tell the story of the most embarassing thing that has ever happened to us...& i totally made up one. i said my hair caught on fire at a girl scout ceremony (i always wanted that to happen). well, saying i made this up too is a lie too since i stole it from an episode of america's funniest home videos (except in that one the victim was an altar boy with an afro). i'm kind of sad mine lacked the bob saget commentary.
wednesday: i played the "song" me& ricky recorded to a bunch of unsuspecting listeners...they were speachless to say the least. well, it *is* going to change the face of music as we know it (since it's basically just maracas & off key tin whistles & ricky shouting in the background about ghost riding) p.s. i found out tony danza's on broadway! no joke. http://www.playbill.com/news/article/104298.html I MUST SEE THIS.
thursday: all my dreams came true. digital studio class is basically "music video making" class & all we did for three hours was watch music videos (drum sets multiplying in subway stations, hands growing& growing, shoes walking on their own). our first project is to make a stop motion film (mine deals with a kitchen& forks stabbing apples& a toaster acting like a vacuum cleaner)
friday: saw a film in a old theater about literary characters coming to life. also, we had a shady diner trip in the middle of the night.
saturday: we drove in the dark to see a suspenseful film in harrisburg. buildings exploded & blood splattered on the camera& a lonely boat float in the fog. it was pretty depressing. but! then we went to the stereotype party at the townhouse& ate fluffernutter& read playing cards with monsters& bad rhymes on them. &there will be a ghost hunters marathan (hopefully) soon?
yeahh i feel myself becoming more dull... i feel as though i have to peel these words out of my fingers.
Nematocide: i'd pick you over computer viruses
sunday: played oregon trail with krista& dave (NEVER FORD THE RIVER) the virtual me was the doctor & conor oberst died of dysentery. no matter what you say, that's NOT a coincidence. we also noticed that all our sponges disappeared. A blank sheet of pink paper was taped on the wall... we figured it was some special code the sponge thief left. so we drew our own message on it
this is a crappy picture. well, there are sad lost sponges on it & dave did an excellent job drawing the evil dps stick figure guy
monday: ash, naomi, & i drove out to a liquor store at some shady strip mall& it was snowing. when i brought my red wine& vodka to the counter, the cashier didnt seem to believe my id was real (ohkay that's nothing new really)
tues: in creative writing, we were supposed to tell the story of the most embarassing thing that has ever happened to us...& i totally made up one. i said my hair caught on fire at a girl scout ceremony (i always wanted that to happen). well, saying i made this up too is a lie too since i stole it from an episode of america's funniest home videos (except in that one the victim was an altar boy with an afro). i'm kind of sad mine lacked the bob saget commentary.
wednesday: i played the "song" me& ricky recorded to a bunch of unsuspecting listeners...they were speachless to say the least. well, it *is* going to change the face of music as we know it (since it's basically just maracas & off key tin whistles & ricky shouting in the background about ghost riding) p.s. i found out tony danza's on broadway! no joke. http://www.playbill.com/news/article/104298.html I MUST SEE THIS.
thursday: all my dreams came true. digital studio class is basically "music video making" class & all we did for three hours was watch music videos (drum sets multiplying in subway stations, hands growing& growing, shoes walking on their own). our first project is to make a stop motion film (mine deals with a kitchen& forks stabbing apples& a toaster acting like a vacuum cleaner)
friday: saw a film in a old theater about literary characters coming to life. also, we had a shady diner trip in the middle of the night.
saturday: we drove in the dark to see a suspenseful film in harrisburg. buildings exploded & blood splattered on the camera& a lonely boat float in the fog. it was pretty depressing. but! then we went to the stereotype party at the townhouse& ate fluffernutter& read playing cards with monsters& bad rhymes on them. &there will be a ghost hunters marathan (hopefully) soon?
yeahh i feel myself becoming more dull... i feel as though i have to peel these words out of my fingers.
Nematocide: i'd pick you over computer viruses