April 18, 2005

• The Daily News

  
  

  1  I gotta love that commercial where that guy is applying for a job, and his friends call him and get rowdy. Pretty funny. It's the one where he gets on his cell, and they all yell, "SMITTY!!!", concluding with a guy whose mouth looks like he's doing a tribal ritual, garbling into the phone, "Guess how many cookies...I hab in my mout..."

  
  

  2  We sure have a full plate this week. Wednesday morning, UCSC brings The Winter's Tale into the Theatre Wednesday, just before the STAR tests. Shakespeare, man. Gotta love it. If you can get down to the Theatre during 2nd period on 4/20, it's playing then. That's at 7:55, you know, when it's usually 1st period. Some trick. They should change the schdule all around every 4/20. Be a great joke. Hitler's birthday. Oy.

  
  

  3  Wednesday is the dress rehearsal for the Warrior Idol Talent Show, and Thursday night is the show itself. Friday night and Saturday in the day, the Band sponsors Music-in-the-Parks, a wonderful fundraiser in which Bands and Choirs from all over the place come to our school and compete; well, actually, most just want to do their very best, get out of here, and then go to Great America. But it's a fun time, but a little hectic.

  
  

  4  So good luck with that, everybody. Make our school shine, willya?

  
  

  5  Oh, happy 99th birthday of the 1906 San Francisco earthquake. Every now and again I consider where I live, and that prospect always gives pause. Last night I actually had a nightmare about it.

  
  

  6  That was AFTER I almost burned down my house. It seemed like I almost burned down San Jose. I was trying to do too much at home, you know, guilt trip for having spent all of Saturday down here. So I tried to mow both lawns, barbecue, cook rice on the stove, take up my carpet, and entertain the dog. Well, while I was barbecuing AND mowing the lawn, I forgot about the rice, until major plumes of smoke cascaded out my door and rolled to my lawn. At first I thought I was smoking, when it dawned on me that I don't smoke. Stupid, huh?

  
  

  7  I ran into the kitchen. Fortunately, it was just smoke. But it was LOTS of smoke. Everything in my place smelled like burnt rice and buttcheese.

  
  

  8  But we were all safe. Except that right after heroically putting the house back in order, I proudly walked right into a plate glass window.

  
  

  9  I felt as though I were in a video game, with all sorts of Mario Brothers graphic dangers trying to kill me: the dog startling me from behind a bush, the smoke, the lawnmower making a thunking sound, the plate glass window, AND a super-rickety ladder. I didn't tell you about the tricky dog, nor the thunking lawnmower, but yeah. You can do that nowadays. You can leave stuff out, and just add, "But yeah."

  
  

  10  I really couldn't wait to get back to school, where all I need to worry about are pink slips and getting electrocuted, or having a platform hammer me to the ground. Those things happened on Saturday, when we purged and cleaned the entire Theatre.

  
  

  11  All day Saturday. I swear. And it was predominantly Jose and I. We tore the entire Theatre down, began from virtually zero, and worked from 10:30 a.m. to 1:30 in the morning. We WAY needed help, but got none. Vivien came in for a brief stint, as did Sparky, and Peter was there for a second, but overall, Jose and I totally organized the entire stage. It was an INSANE amount of work. But we got the job done.

  
  

  12  Okay, so here we go again. But at least we could now find things backstage; it's truly amazing.

  
  

  13  Well, I'm going down fast here; the eyelids are closing heavily; think I'll see you all really soon. I need to plan how to get past all those dangers and move "to the next level". And to get through this zany week.

  
  

  14  The Marios rock.

  
  

  15  Have a great day.

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