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April 14th, 2013

Is this thing on?

It has been two and a half years since I last made a Livejournal entry. Good to see it's still here, I guess. While managing my friends list, I see that almost no one is still out there - at least not still journaling. Hello, Becca. It would be pretty lonely on my friends feed if you weren't posting. Let's see if I can find the other people too.

It's been suggested that it might be good to start back up to writing again. Perhaps I will. Brace yourselves.

Big life changes? I got married. I had a baby. She's a year old now and super awesome. I'm a mostly stay at home dad. I still work occasionally with the stagehands' union, but work is pretty slim. We're looking for a house. Again. We weren't successful the first time; here's to hoping for this time even though I'm not really working much anymore. I've been having some physical problems - my right knee, right wrist, and right thumb base have been in occasional pain for two or so years now. I guess I'm getting old? Doctors and MRIs haven't found anything so far.

That is all I can think of for now. Hopefully, this is just a warm-up entry and I will move on to trying to flush out some emotional stuff.

September 19th, 2010

Jizz

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I wrote a verse of a familiar song for Miss Isobel after she tweeted about how people should come camchat with her so that they don't jizz in their pants out on a date.

"Wish I'd seen your camtweet 'fore a recent date.
A date for which I even stayed out late.
We were out at teh arcade dropping quarters all around,
Then I turn about to a familiar sound.
We see the flashing lights and then our eyes meet.
Onward we walk, I'm feeling pretty w00t n' 133t.
There we are, side by side, pinballing,
And then I miss the ball, it's falling.
Though I cry 'oh no,'
It drops into my hole.
That's when I
Jizzed. In. My pants."

August 10th, 2010

Speed of Pain

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I just read the following question at instructables.com/answers/I-need-to-know-about-the-speed-of-sounds/:

"If you yave a gunshot it is going at the speed of sound. If you shoot two guns at the very same time with really no time difference then they, the sound, would be going twice the speed of sound. then if you had two flashlights and turned them both on at the same particle of time then would'nt they be (the light that is) be moving at twice the speed of sound? This means is I had a mirror that had 100 percent reflection i could reflect back the light and it would get there before it left the bulb and if I had a really efficient photocell it could power itsellf and only need a battery to start up.Maybe I could even start it by flashing a strobe flash from a disposable camera at it. Can somebody give me a link for the best photocell you can find."

At the time that I read, this a very strange thing happened in my head. Pain originated from every point in my brain at the same time. Since there were so many at the same time, the pain was actually traveling at many million times the speed of pain and thusly traveled back in time and caused every pain I've ever felt. Probably. Can anyone tell me where to find painkillers in 1983?

July 16th, 2010

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My god, I'm daydreaming about stripping wallpaper, after my 10-hour day of stripping wallpaper. I wonder what I'm going to dream tonight.

March 2nd, 2010

I actually went to Livejournal to make a post for the first time in . . . well, longer than I can specifically remember. I posted this on a portland-area group.

*****

I break my vow of LJ silence briefly for you, DP! Yes, I'm a whore who hasn't contributed in forever unless I wanted something specific.

Where do I find a cotton candy machine up in here (where "up in here" is defined as Portland)? I would really like to buy/rent/borrow/steal a cotton candy machine/maker/spinner for my next theatrical extravaganza*, "Paradise Park" which takes place in an amusement park. I'd need it for about five weekends over May and June, so I'm not sure whether or not rental will work out due to cost. Cost, mind you, must be tiny due to the ultra-low budget nature of the company. It's a nonprofit, so a donation (forever OR for rental) would be tax-deductible.

Oh and hey, shameless self-promotion for our current show, "Slap that Bitch: a Hip-hop Retelling of Taming of the Shrew," is here <http://www.fusepdx.com/slap.html>. Good times. Bitch-slapping, a little gender reversal, and thou . . .

*Speaking of extravaganza, what does everyone think about vajazzling? <http://funnynotslutty.com/?p=482> Now that I've heard the term, I believe I will think of it every time I think of "extravaganza."

September 29th, 2009

Twitter Recap

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This is the TEST shipment you asked for

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September 18th, 2009

VGL

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Woohoo! I'm going to go see Video Games Live when the tour comes through Portland. It's a concert played by the Oregon Symphony in November. Fantastic.

LJ Update

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I have yet again forgotten to read Livejournal until my friends page has moved enough posts beyond the point where I can read them anymore. Meh. Here I am! Haven't died! I went to the east coast and all I got was a boatload of candy, memories, and tears shed upon leaving my people again. Also probably some other stuff.

September 4th, 2009

Busy Busy Bee

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This Friday, otherwise known as later today after I've slept, I leave Portland for Seattle. Bumbershoot festival. I'm stage managing Craft/Craeft/Kraft. It's been a journey . . . I'm not really a very experienced stage manager, so definitely a stretch. It's going well. Dress rehearsal/tech tomorrow 4-11 and show Saturday night and Sunday matinee. It'll be fun. I've never been to that high of a latitude before. Sunday I return, Wednesday or so I leave for the east coast. See you central eastcoasters soon, hopefully! Now bed. Then up early to WORK WORK WORK quick like bunny.
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