Thats right, I'm blogging in the presence of a female. I am sitting in the library desperately trying to sythesize a post from the murky depths of stuff I can steal from much funnier and better written websites and, at the same time, carry on a conversation on who Karl should take to prom with the "spicy chiquita" hogging my mouse space...
Okay she's. gone...
...now she's back
speaking of prom (Karl should totally take Claire McCarty) apparently the theme this year is "Masquerade/music of the night" or (for non-Andrew Lloyd Webber afficiandos) see-if-you-can-grind-in-a-cloak-and-mardi-gras-mask. I'm tempted to go, if only to see a bunch of musical addicts in opera attire "getting down" with "fiddy" to the backdrop of Belle's enchanted castle.
Speaking of B&B, rehearsals are well under way, and the events-pro class is hard at work assembling the thirty five to forty metric tons of set intended to distract our future audience from the crappier parts of the show. speaking of which, I walked by a band rehearsal yesterday. Has the pit started drilling yet, or is Mr. Snow just being his wonderful self? Apparently the pit is going to be backstage again this year. I realize this is a practical location, but I'm afraid the musicians won't get the recognition they deserve. This is why our theatrically challenged friends should sit exactly where a pit orchestra belongs: on the catwalk.
Karl is on Conserv-a-pedia (the only news source you can really trust... unless you have a brain) and has just informed me that Charles Darwin is Satan.
Speaking of which, I almost have my liscense (for driving) and within three or four short weeks I'll have that unlimited freedom you cannot truely feel until you have the ability to, at any moment during the day or night, whine abut the fact that you don't have a car.
I'm out of time for now, so peace out everyone
Stay tuned next time for: The road to the white house or: goobers on parade
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DUDE im blogging at school too.
Cept im in the band room.
Being bored and commenting on your blog. Woo.
argh NO NO NO grr.
that is all i have to say about being stuck backstage.
(my word verification amuses me, although i'm not sure why: umgbpyde!)
Dude, dude, dude. Me to.
I did not say that! Next time Cite the direct source.
peace
wait - are you "me too"ing to my comment, karl? cause i am NOT a dude. Definitely not a "dude, dude, dude..."
;)
or maybe you were blogging at school. and replying to jessica. (incidentally, she is also NOT a dude.)
haha
I am so excited that I was included in this. I LOVE YOU JAKEY WAKEY!!!!!!
Jake, this is the most recent post though i haven't read it :P, I figured I would share this joke as a continuation of music jokes.
A man walks into a store and sees 3 jars containing human brains behind the counter. Disturbed by this sight he asks the clerk, "Sir, what are those brains doing there? Have they any purpose?"
The clerk replied, "Why of course, some people find their brain to be inadequate and come in here wishing to purchase a new one."
Slightly reassured the man proceeded to inquire, "Well, how much do these things cost to buy, and what's the difference between them?"
"Well you see," replied the clerk, "That one on the left is a surgeon's brain, it's $200.00, the one in the middle belonged to a very successful lawyer, it's $500.00, and that one on the right belonged to a drummer, it's $5,000.00."
Startled by the price of the drummer's brain, he asked, "Why is the drummer's brain so expensive?"
"Well you see" said the clerk, "That one's never been used!"
This is as good a retelling of the joke as I can manage at the moment :P. By the way:
Q: "What's the difference between a bassoon and a trampoline?"
A: "You take off your shoes to jump on a trampoline."
and now I'll actually read the post :P
~Matt
http://www.comedycentral.com/motherload/player.jhtml?ml_video=84011&is_large=true
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