My dog’s namesake (Bode Miller) won a silver and a bronze.
So basically my dog is an Olympian.
Somehow I also happened to have a pair of false teeth sitting nearby. Ah, the adventures of an actor on Chatroulette.
I love these Chatroulette moments. This kid and I played “what do you have on your desk” for almost an hour.
tnight, i have decided to begin every chatroulette conversation the same way:
“otto reggie tito squid. where is that from?”
i only continue the conversation if they answer correctly.
its a great way of weeding out people that suck, people that are old, and people that are babies. ive had some great conversations tonight.
I heard the Rocket Power theme song in my head before I even made the connection.
Today I did no work.
I was sick, but you can only have one sick day. However I feel tomorrow, I have to get to DAAP and I have to go take down the Bridal Show @ the Meadows. Lots to do. I want to feel ahead of the game; that’s a feeling I rarely experience.
sculpture we made on google maps?! FAMOUS
Too bad it’s not in it’s original awesome form, but still neat nonetheless. I MADE THAT SHIT.
Pretty sure someone just got shot over by university st.?
Gunshots in corryville?
"If you can take it out and keep the integrity, don’t put it back in."
Years of professors telling me whats up.
DAAP has never made me feel good enough
and no Natalie, I won’t take your crap ;)
I know I’m a good designer, or that I have good ideas, at least. I distribute them widely and usually when people use them they work out well. Two professors have pointed out that I’m an “ideas man” or that my sketchbook is full of potential.
Why that ends up with me getting B’s or lower and having projects that have “too much” and having teachers disappointed in me, I don’t know.
At least there are only a few weeks left, and while I can try to do my best, there’s an imminent feeling that I’m not going to wow anybody.
Made my bed with far too much haste the other day. There is probably a laborious metaphor here about technology or something.
I’ve done this. Definitely. Anddd sat on it.
So, I’ve joined the masses that have fallen in love with Charlie Bartlett.
The best audition ever.
Jason Tam auditions for Paul in the Broadway revival of “A Chorus Line”
Director Bob Avian who must have heard these lines hundreds of times reacts as if it were the very first time.
From the Documentary Every Little Step
Damn. Crying.
Should I watch:
Mr. Holland’s Opus, Charlie Bartlett, or America’s Sweethearts first?
What UP Cincinnati Enquirer.
