Now just delete these three comments, and nobody'll ever know... oh! Hi there! How are you? Heh heh heh quick, Cepheidus, hit the buttons while I distract them.
I was in agony upon viewing the movie for the first time. Ripping the disk out of my DVD drive "What the hell kind of plot was that!?"
The third time through I caught on. Not bad really, considering what material they had to work with. And all the rest of the thing (cast, costumes, music, New York City . . .), roughly made up for it.
And when you add the Brooks Memorial Fountain, well then . . .
How does one? a. smoke pot on the Brooks Memorial Fountain b. make out on the Brooks Memorial Fountain and c. even get away with BEING on the Brooks Memorial Fountain?
I grew up in the wrong decade. Now, they've got painted in big, bright letters in 10 foot increments all around this particular fountain "KEEP OFF."
And I've kept off.
Is this the one fear that has kept me from living a full and bountiful life? -- is my fear of disregarding authority supressing my true happiness?!
Now you'll say to me: "Look dear, I've been on the freakin' fountain. Am I happy, sure. Is my life bountiful and perfect because of this . . . uh, STILL WITHOUT A JOB HERE!"
But maybe it's all in the Fountain's plan for you. It's just testing your faith you see . . .
Oh, holy shit. It got to me. Make it stop [wimper] -- I don't wanna be a Christian!
Oh, that I could truly beleive that The Fountain has a plan for me. Wouldn't I feel better about the world, knowing that somewhere, there was The Fountain, looking out for the needs of everyone...with a grand plan in which the good are rewarded while the bad burn in hell.
And the lights, the acting, the orchestra . . . I bawled come dress rehearsal. And opening night. And closing night.
Techies don't cry all that often.
And, my dear actress, what have YOU been up to lately, professionally? Not just printer sales? I want to see you on the big screen already. Holding hands with Leo DiCaprio.
Any girl who can use power tools ROCKS!!princeznaJuly 23 2002, 23:13:40 UTC
WOW!! Only $800!! Are you some kind of sorceress?!
What am I up to? Oh... trying to get a job in the death biz... taking a comedy workshop w/ The UnCabaret... waiting to film this goofy sketch comedy show at the end of the month... that I'm not so sure is ever going to happen... but she has rented equipment and set locations & dates- so I think we're good to go... I'm trying to learn a Polish accent as well- for the comedy show. Sheldon and I aren't holding our breath about it though... I'll just learn my lines & whatever happens happens... firstly though I have to find a new day job before I venture out with more comedy stuff.
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Hey, monkeygirl, your links is garblededed! You're missing a closing quotation mark in the link to heaven.jpg
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Alas, here it is.
Bandages to follow shortly.
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Now just delete these three comments, and nobody'll ever know... oh! Hi there! How are you? Heh heh heh quick, Cepheidus, hit the buttons while I distract them.
Hey! Look at this!
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Sweet.
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You, my dear, would have hated the show.
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Ripping the disk out of my DVD drive "What the hell kind of plot was that!?"
The third time through I caught on. Not bad really, considering what material they had to work with. And all the rest of the thing (cast, costumes, music, New York City . . .), roughly made up for it.
And when you add the Brooks Memorial Fountain, well then . . .
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Man, I *do* get around.
Take that, Guernica!
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a. smoke pot on the Brooks Memorial Fountain
b. make out on the Brooks Memorial Fountain
and c. even get away with BEING on the Brooks Memorial Fountain?
I grew up in the wrong decade. Now, they've got painted in big, bright letters in 10 foot increments all around this particular fountain "KEEP OFF."
And I've kept off.
Is this the one fear that has kept me from living a full and bountiful life? -- is my fear of disregarding authority supressing my true happiness?!
Now you'll say to me: "Look dear, I've been on the freakin' fountain. Am I happy, sure. Is my life bountiful and perfect because of this . . . uh, STILL WITHOUT A JOB HERE!"
But maybe it's all in the Fountain's plan for you. It's just testing your faith you see . . .
Oh, holy shit. It got to me. Make it stop [wimper] -- I don't wanna be a Christian!
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But I just can' beleive that Cepheidus...
I simply can not.
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$800 budget. Spent $200 of my own. Worth it, yes.
And the lights, the acting, the orchestra . . . I bawled come dress rehearsal. And opening night. And closing night.
Techies don't cry all that often.
And, my dear actress, what have YOU been up to lately, professionally? Not just printer sales? I want to see you on the big screen already. Holding hands with Leo DiCaprio.
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What am I up to? Oh... trying to get a job in the death biz... taking a comedy workshop w/ The UnCabaret... waiting to film this goofy sketch comedy show at the end of the month... that I'm not so sure is ever going to happen... but she has rented equipment and set locations & dates- so I think we're good to go... I'm trying to learn a Polish accent as well- for the comedy show. Sheldon and I aren't holding our breath about it though... I'll just learn my lines & whatever happens happens... firstly though I have to find a new day job before I venture out with more comedy stuff.
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Well, almost.
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