so my Uncle died today/yesterday. I toasted him and took him to a strip club. my $. Mom was sad cuz no-one's left to remember but her. I remember what she told me, 'bout the dumb kid who did whatever they said, and such. I don't have "for real's" family, only my mom and stepdad. I wish my Uncle waz clouser, and his family. but there too f'n cool or sump'n. whatever, my bros gay and I'm in theatre. get over you'r self. Mom wanted to hang with him but he was to busy or somthing. they could ha... read more

I have finished designing and building a set for the play "going to st. Ives". this was an exhausting all consuming venture. when it was finished I felt so proud, so high. then opening night came and was canceled becouse the actors wern't ready. as I watched the actors stuggle through thier lines, still on book, and cringed at the sound design comming way to loud from the speakers, I felt a true sense of defeat. a sense of fooling my self into beleaving I had accomplished some grand work of a... read more

So I’m getting mega paranoid about this bird flue thing. The reason being in the Phillip K. Dick book Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep (know to the g-u masses as Blade Runner) the birds die off first, there is then a plague that kills off all the animals. a similar event have happened in Planet of the Apes series and is hinted at in Cayrl Church Hill’s sci fi play Not… not… not… not… not… Enough Oxygen. I have been trying to keep my discomfort at bay but today I saw that "Turkish officials... read more