My friend, Jessica Frantal — who will no doubt be on Project Runway next time, Gadget — was featured, on the cover of the Metro section no less, in the Journal-Sentinel today with her latest designs. Much praise, Hey-soo-kah.
“Students won’t find out who won what for a couple of weeks, but as the jurors huddled to pick the winners, it was clear Frantal was a hit.”
I had the good fortune of stumbling across a beautiful Christopher Walken sketch at my hotel room for my cousin’s wedding on Saturday. Here, my friends: drink in Walken’s magnificence.
It makes me giggle with glee. Any man who can do an entire show for people just reading from cue-cards (news anchors don’t make me laugh typically, so they don’t count) is a mad genius.
From this place.
J: Your pardon; did I break thy concentration?
Continue! Ah, but now thy tongue is still.
Allow me then to offer a response.
Describe Marsellus Wallace to me, pray.
B: What?
J: What country dost thou hail from?
B: What?
J: Thou sayest thou dost hail from distant What?
I know but naught of thy fair country What.
What language speak they in the land of What?
(more…)
LOLGRUES is possibly my favorite variation on the whole LOL meme. If you don’t get it, don’t sweat it.
I’ve been sitting on this package for months.
Maybe I should have held off telling you that I was going to mail it, but
I was so excited to send it off
that day and I wanted
instant gratification
even at the expense of the firework boom of surprise.
But the post office,
while not far away,
not really,
is a bog of bureaucracy,
paper trees that never blossom,
just sit obscuring vision,
and people wandering lost,
wondering, lost,
thinking that’s just the way of things.
The post office,
no matter how much I decorate the box,
or fill it with little big nothings,
the post office
would ruin my moment and
your moment
for me.
The package is just sitting there now
dust replacing meaning
dust usurping thrill
until it’s just a box
to be checked off a to-do list.
And even I don’t remember
what’s in it.
I want to open it,
and see
what you’re missing.
I was fortunate enough to win the lead in two shows in the upcoming months. The details follow:
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“Stay as Dead as You Are” – Detective Joe Mamet
South Milwaukee PAC
901 15th Avenue
South Milwaukee WI 53172April 19th, 2008, 6:30p.m.
Tickets (with 3 course dinner) – $35 each.
Join SMPAC as they present their first annual Mystery Dinner Theatre Fundraiser. Tickets are $35, which includes a 3-course meal of your choice. Call the Box Office at 414-766-5048 for more information.
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“Carousel” – Billy Bigelow
Sprague Theater
15 W. Walworth St.
Elkhorn, WI 53121May 9, 10 & 11, 16 17 & 18, 2008
7:30p.m. Fridays & Saturdays
2:00p.m. SundaysTickets $12.
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I have attempted to spread the word about these two shows, mainly via posters, Facebook and mass emailings. But, the whole business makes me feel uncomfortable. While I will often posture, I mean it in jest. In truth, talking up myself or the projects with which I am involved, particularly when it is unsolicited, causes a sort of emotional twitch in me. But, I do consider it my duty as a part of the show to make its financial success match its aesthetic success.
That said, if you know anyone who can part with $35 for a 3-course dinner and entertainment, we could use to fill some more tables at the South Milwaukee PAC. Thank you in advance.
Just sending out some good vibes to my friend, Jessica Frantal, who is currently auditioning for Project Runway. Go out there and make me envious, lady. If there’s a public vote or something, get her on TV. You won’t regret it; she’s talented and fun, to say the very least.
(And no, despite my own gullibility today, this is not an April Fool’s prank).
