studio 60 on the sunset strip better not suck
i'm gonna start to blog without a title and see if something comes to be before the end.
we walked out of Conversations with Other Women and an elderly lady approached and asked what we thought. I gave her my take which confused her even more, but dollars to donuts she goes to see it again to see if I was right. I don't know if I was right, but everyone should go see this or read my play "The Bout". they are similar to a scary degree.
aside from the fact that "The Office" is hilarious both in its British and American version, I find it facinating that they sell paper. like the dodo, huh?
as I am still cableless, I watched the Bears/Lions game on Sunday with my eyes glued to the ticker. The Giants came back from a 24 to 7 deficite in the 4th Quarter to win the game in overtime 30 to 24 against the Eagles. with each ticker I moved closer and closer to the edge of my seat until finally I had to sit at my computer and watch the NFL.com page reload every 30 seconds (for some reason the ticker on abc was not so advanced and kept an inconsistent track of the game). who says watching numbers can't be fun? well it was, so back off!
I've been banned from picking bars to go to as last night J Patricks had an open mic night that could only be described as shitty. the two or three no-nothings who entertained nobody but themselves grated at our ears and tried our paitence until it was time to tab out and run for cover. the bottom line is that if you play for yourself in your apartment and nobody listens, chances are that when you go to the bar nobody will be listening either. i know your mom thinks you're great, but I had your mom and she is not that great and shouldn't be giving you advice on anything but how to slowly wither away and die. now, I know you may think this comes across as mean, but you weren't there. it was terrible. i never thought it would come to me saying this, but I would have rather sat through 4 weeks of Karayoke. i want those hours back. in fact, I want 12 hours back because that's what it felt like. dammit!
studio 60 on the sunset strip better not suck.
Peace!
we walked out of Conversations with Other Women and an elderly lady approached and asked what we thought. I gave her my take which confused her even more, but dollars to donuts she goes to see it again to see if I was right. I don't know if I was right, but everyone should go see this or read my play "The Bout". they are similar to a scary degree.
aside from the fact that "The Office" is hilarious both in its British and American version, I find it facinating that they sell paper. like the dodo, huh?
as I am still cableless, I watched the Bears/Lions game on Sunday with my eyes glued to the ticker. The Giants came back from a 24 to 7 deficite in the 4th Quarter to win the game in overtime 30 to 24 against the Eagles. with each ticker I moved closer and closer to the edge of my seat until finally I had to sit at my computer and watch the NFL.com page reload every 30 seconds (for some reason the ticker on abc was not so advanced and kept an inconsistent track of the game). who says watching numbers can't be fun? well it was, so back off!
I've been banned from picking bars to go to as last night J Patricks had an open mic night that could only be described as shitty. the two or three no-nothings who entertained nobody but themselves grated at our ears and tried our paitence until it was time to tab out and run for cover. the bottom line is that if you play for yourself in your apartment and nobody listens, chances are that when you go to the bar nobody will be listening either. i know your mom thinks you're great, but I had your mom and she is not that great and shouldn't be giving you advice on anything but how to slowly wither away and die. now, I know you may think this comes across as mean, but you weren't there. it was terrible. i never thought it would come to me saying this, but I would have rather sat through 4 weeks of Karayoke. i want those hours back. in fact, I want 12 hours back because that's what it felt like. dammit!
studio 60 on the sunset strip better not suck.
Peace!
posted by Joshua Aaron Weinstein at 4:12 PM
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