awkwardtown follies

i’m in this trailer, muggin it up for the fans.

Fri, 14 Nov 2008 11:24:08 -0500

i’m in this trailer, muggin it up for the fans.

things i hate right now

Tue, 19 Aug 2008 11:11:09 -0400

1) the awkward “am i invited to your wedding?” conversational dance that loose acquaintances do

2) the awkward “hey you, get me a job at turner” expectation that loose acquaintances throw at me

3) baking soda mouth

—fin—

if only i could rearrange my office so that i faced flying...

Tue, 17 Jun 2008 11:20:36 -0400

if only i could rearrange my office so that i faced flying frigates

(img from my photoscream)

i wish this was free shotgun at work day.

Mon, 16 Jun 2008 12:48:52 -0400

i wish this was free shotgun at work day.

still in love with these lolcats… http://tinyurl.com/6bgwyz

Mon, 16 Jun 2008 10:39:41 -0400

still in love with these lolcats… http://tinyurl.com/6bgwyz

i think i have tmj for the first time ever. how the hell do you cure that?

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 19:36:27 -0400

i think i have tmj for the first time ever. how the hell do you cure that?

embarrassed that random patrons at green’s know that patrón is my stepdad’s fathers day...

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 00:15:00 -0400

embarrassed that random patrons at green’s know that patrón is my stepdad’s fathers day gift. wait, no, totes not embarrassed. i am win.

saturday morning routine

Sat, 14 Jun 2008 11:44:17 -0400

i’m typically exhausted from friday’s long workout + samurai davis combo. then, i have an anxiety dream about dad and/or ex-roomates or ex-boyfriends who owe me money. when i wake up, i have to discern which parts are plausible and which aren’t. circles of plausibility are strange…everything impossible in this spacetime makes sense within the context of the dream.

“yes, it’s absolutely possible that people can come back to life. the doctors just cryogenically freeze the ‘dead’ bodies until they file the come-back-to-life paperwork duuuuh.”

the outside noise of the spring/summer birds tend to overpower the white noise machine…so there’s wake up #1. unlike the rest of the week, chris gets up early on saturdays and feeds the cats (mostly due to those goddamn bird noises). the cats (mostly forrester) don’t understand why i’m not up. that’s when the real fun starts. i’ll sit half-asleep in bed when i hear forrester’s “I’M DONE EATING” cries get louder and louder until he jumps on the bed, meowing in my face. then joel’s “I’M DONE EATING” cries follow shortly after. he’s trying to find forrester, who’s trying to find me to get me up. i don’t know if it’s the crying or the terrible smell of their breath or the fact that they’re stepping on my stomach over and over, but i get up. wake up #2, courtesy of joel and dr. forrester. half-terrible and half-adorable. totally reliable.

sorry, friends with high expectations. i’ll only blog about banality here. in fact, it’s not blogging. it’s BLARGHING.

XOOOOH!!!

My first shared flickr video…just golf carting around Isla...

Fri, 13 Jun 2008 14:28:29 -0400

My first shared flickr video…just golf carting around Isla Mujeres, Mexico Saturday May 10 2008. It’s the only way to cool off when your underwear is sticking to your skin.

Samurai Davis Jr. & Dim Sum’s Super Happy Mega Funtime...

Fri, 13 Jun 2008 11:08:00 -0400

Samurai Davis Jr. & Dim Sum’s Super Happy Mega Funtime Improv Show 2nite!

Dad’s Garage. 10:30. Do yr nite rite 2nite.

nightmaretown.

Fri, 13 Jun 2008 11:05:19 -0400

I had one of those effing frightening yet pseudo-realistic dreams last night. Image left with me before I woke up? Random Dream Character #4’s intestines exploding from edible bombs. Please, please, please don’t tell me edible bombs exist. It’s a very pretty phrase. Edible Bombs. Hm.

Yep, this is my first post. AWAY WE GO!