It�s been way too long since I�ve been behind the wheel. �Cloud Blood,� Ani DiFranco I was talking to Her the other day and it hit me that I hadn�t been to the city in very nearly a month. It�s been far too long. I got a little defeated and a little insecure and a little too much a of a big baby to even bother to check Backstage. That and the fact that I was just plain worn out from the string of auditions in a row. So now, I think that I have two next week. I may just go to the one on Saturday, but still, I�m confident that I�ll be going to the city sometime soon. (chuckles) I have to face it. The thing that bring me the most joy to do is the thing that is the most elusive. I am quite certain that I will never be a big name, or ANY name in the theatre; but I cannot help but love it. I�m obviously a masochist. And the craft is the sweetest pain and it keeps on guiding me along through everything. In way, it�s nice to know that even when things get really murky� it�s nice to know that you still have one thing that you really love. There is a cricket outside of my window. And then it dawns on me� this is suburbia. This is suburbia in the Spring. That loud, scary, �potentially-a-baddie-lurking-in-the shadows� whirring is an outdoor type tiny non-baddie. It is a cricket. Not quite used to the local wildlife Andi? No. I�m not. Sirens I can deal with and loud neighbors. Crickets freak me the fuc* out. There was a thunderstorm last night. So beautiful. The heavens were somehow sharp and cavernous at the same time. They where breathtakingly jagged� splitting open with Grand Canyons of lightening. I have a thing about thunderstorms. Most specifically, lightening. It reminds me of sex. Most specifically orgasms. Lightening is basically a big static shock. And static is cause by the friction of the clouds against each other. Enough friction builds up and (makes lightening-y sound) there�s lightening. Just like sex. Enough of the proper friction of and� well, you know lightening. And just think� The Weather Channel is like nature�s porn. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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