the pimp needed to dance, so conformists should never self-destruct

Where is the line between humor, darkness, absurdity, and beauty?

In what medium?

To what capacity?

hypersurrealism

What you're wondering about are the details.

How?

then

Why?

The truth is that there is no need for these details. The perception of art is the art itself. There is no justification needed.

Just believe in it.

Give Until It Stops Hurting

Contribute to My Cause.

Clarification

1. No one is pregnant. Babies are metaphors for other things.
2. There are lots of projects being worked on all at once, Iam not taking a hiatus from this blog, I am just busy.
3. The novel has taken a backseat to other projects, also.
4. I WANT to go snowboarding, but it isn't likely to happen.
5. I complain a lot, but I am really quite happy with my life.

We All Have a Chance

It's about potential.

Something Can Be Done

This video had over 40,000 views. I am only posting it because I want you to see how unfunny it is. Seriously, something needs to happen soon.



Luckily it IS. Hahahahahaha...

It's coming along nicely, I think

So I am working hard on this novel, as I really want to get it finished this month so I can start editing and revising next month. Tenatively, I have decided on the title "Rest Easy", but that may very well change if I find something more appropriate while working on it. I am certainly finding the voice of the piece, and I am exploring some different narrative techniques. This si really rewarding for me, as its the most I've written in quite some time. I am looking at about 20 or so pages currently, and I have not even really begun to tell the story. Exciting!

Tom Hanks Has 4!D5

Community Bike made a whirlwind tour of Philadelphia this weekend. We drove up Saturday morning and rolled in at about 4:30 or so. Our show was at 8, so we killed time by having a couple of drinks at a bar close to the converted church/ theater. Our show was sub-par at best, but I don't know if much of the rest of the festival was anything to write home about either. However, afterward, we certainly tied one on. I always find it fun to get wasted in a new city, with new people. After we drank til our funny little tummies were full of alcohol, we went for pizza. Jason and I waited in a line and got some of the best damn drunk pizza I've had. It was huge (bigger than Bacci's in Chicago, seriously!) and about as thick and taste equivalent of a greasy grilled cheese. We passed out, except for Jason, who sleptwalked after becoming overheated from being in the hotel's hot tub. I didn't join him because Andrea warned against Legionnaire's Disease, which isn't something I wanted to leave Philly with. We left earlyish the next day, and the trip back was certainly more frustrating and arduous than the trip up. Scott, Jaosn, and myself ate at Wendy's somewhere south of DC, and it gave me the epiphone of the trip. The most awful creation known to mankind. Yes, folks, this is the beast that did it to me. Now, I love jalepenos more than the next guy, and it had been a while since I had any sort of meat, so I said to hell with it, I'll give it a shot. Scott and Jason were sold, too. What resulted should have called for stomach pumping. I felt like I had eaten a brick, and I realized why America is such a fucked up place all at the same time. Fortunately, that awful burger might have saved my life. Because of it, I am swearing off meat for a month. If I see a need to pick it back up at the end of the month, then maybe I will, but I am not going to committ past that. This means no beef, chicken or pork, but I might have fish occasionally, because it has good vitamins in it. Now, please let it be known that I am doing this strictly for health purposes, and not for the benefit of saving animal's lives, as I don't care about them.

In other news, I didn't get much writing or reading done this weekend, but I did a lot of thinking about where I want to go with my novel. It's kind of changing personalities on me, which I think is a great thing. I had a certain voice and style to begion with, but it seems to be evolving. I also had a much more epic storyline in mind, but I think I am going to abndon that for the sake of creating richer, more developed characters and the relationships therein. Also, I think it is beginning to be more humorous and less dark and/or "shocking." Either way, it's still very exciting, and I still totally plan to finish it this month.

Also, I wanted to note that I have been feeling very nostalgic the past few days. Namely because of a certain friend networking website that enabled me to come across people from my past whom I didn't expect to ever see again, let alone be in contact with. It's not a bad thing at all, probably a very good thing, but nostalgia inducing nonetheless. Honestly, if anything, it will help out with my writing because it is allowing me to put myself in a mood and position I have not felt in a very long time. Cathartic, maybe.

Sorry about the lengthy post here, children, but Daddy has to do what Daddy has to do sometimes.

Is it still this year?

2006 feels long. I guess because I have been in 2 different places and had two very different lives since January. Some of the cold days lately have been reminding me of Chi-town, and it makes me a little homesick in a way. I have a feeling I am going to stay in Carrboro for a while, though.

Nick just joined a gym for very little a month, and he seems to like it so far. I am planning to sign up in the New Year (2007) if not before. It seems like joining a gym is a very late twenties thing to do.

I started writing my book yesterday, and it is pretty rewarding so far. I like where I am going with it emotionally and I think the characters will be fun to develop. The only thing I am worried about is being too dark or creepy. However, I think that what this project is doing is giving me an opportunity to do what Ifeel like I should be doing. Man, it would be so great to just write and write and sit in coffee shops and that would be my freaking job. That's the hope, at least, just write stories and books and blurbs and captions and clips and characters. If I could do that and teach improv and continue to perform and occasionally go on the road and do a show or three and teach a couple of workshops. Man, that would make me probably the happiest guy.

Why don't you do that? You are probably thinking. Well, you are right. Why don't I? OK, then, I will. You just wait and see, mister!