Big thanks to Gonzo for the pointer.
September 30, 2003
It's official, Fina and I will be marching in our second Village Halloween Parade this year. Fina will be wearing some sort of corset deal, and I'm not sure what I'll be wearing, but one thing is for certain... her and I will be in ICP makeup. We're basing her face paint on Shaggy's, and mine on Violent J's.
We'll be going with friends. I-ball and Enamon are definitely going with, as well as anyone else we can gather. Anyone who'll be in the area and have a costume ready are welcome to join us!
If you'd like to go with, please email me and we'll set it all up.
Meanwhile, here are our pics from last year's parade.
Free time is at a premium for me all of a sudden.
The services for Cathy went well. Usually, when you get more than four or five of my extended family in one place at once, some sort of critical mass is reached and drama is inevitable. However, none was evident this time around. I'm grateful to my family for that.
Grey needs a job. Katrina needs a job. I need a new job.
Having given Katrina the grand tour of my town and it's assortment of bars and more bars, I'm not sure there is much more I can show her around here.
My TV decided to stop working and fill my place with smoke. I'm now using an old crusty black-and-white backup one, which really sucks for playing FF8.
Remember the old "knowing is half the battle" public service announcements at the end of GI Joe cartoons? Someone named Eric Fensler has been remixing them, adding liberal doses of silly and random, and they've got to be seen to be believed. Check them out NOW.
You'll be shouting "I'm a computer!" at random moments for weeks afterward.
September 23, 2003
I haven't written for a bit, so here are a few days' worth of drivel...
Hurricane? You call that a hurricane? I've had more meteorological activity in my bowl of Rice Krispies. No damage here.
I went to Manhattan on Friday to meet up with Katrina and her friend Rudy. Rudy is a great guy, with an extremely cool collection of anime and comics, as well as a talent for building card houses.
Finally meeting up with Katrina after she had been stuck in Texas for so long was quite an event, for us both.
We spent the weekend together, jetting more or less randomly between where she's staying in Manhattan, and my place on Long Island. She introduced me to a great Middle-Eastern restaurant and Daifu Cream, and I introduced her to my boring town and its disproportionately large number of bars and stupid drunk people. We also developed an insidious plan involving the big metal globe in Columbus Circle and a large group of people armed with toilet paper rolls, but don't tell anyone about that.
We attempted to see the Dalai Lama in Central Park, but the event was simply too crowded. After waiting something like three hours on a line which wound more than halfway around the park, we finally made it into the park only to find that the event had ended. I estimated at least 20,000 others on line with us who missed the event.
Here's a news report on the event.
Still, we did get some good books from someone who was selling them out of his backpack, and it was a nice day to hang out.
In other news, my cousin Catherine passed away yesterday.
My extended relatives seem to consider my mom my sisters, and I some sort of "black sheep," which is fine with us. I've never felt all that obliged to most of them, and I'm not traditional enough to immediately love someone just because they're blood related. However, Cathy was family in every sense. She was the cousin my close family and I were closest with, and we will miss her dearly.
With sadness comes joy, as there's now an addition to our family. We inherited Cathy's cat, Stinky. We'll have to keep an eye on how well he adapts to living here, as he was Cathy's only cat, and she spoiled him rotten, bless her heart. He's now living with three other cats, all of whom are psycho fiends from cat-hell.
I've come out of the "Broom Closet" at my job, and am now open about my Witchy beliefs.
I'm confident most of my coworkers are convinced that the pentacle I wear doesn't mean I'm the Antichrist. In any case, if someone can't grok this about me after knowing and working with me for five years or so, I really can't feel too bad about it.
Shoot David Blaine, in the flash game with the best ending ever.
September 14, 2003
Fina, Enamon, and I made it to last night's show at the UCB Theatre, and it was loads of fun. They started with the normal Bootlegger's Ball show, which involves UCB members posing as cast and crew and improvising a fake commentary track to a movie voted for by the audience. Last night's movie was the indomitable 80s vampire mullet-fest, "The Lost Boys."
The movie was cut short after half an hour or so, giving way to the long-lost pilot episode to the UCB series. The cast, Matt Besser (Adair,) Amy Poehler (Colby,) Ian Roberts (Antoine,) and Matt Walsh (Trotter) recorded their DVD commentary for the pilot, and episode 108, which was voted for by the audience.
At this point they also invited everyone back in the crappy seats to sit up front on stage with them, and Fina, Enamon, and I got to sit right behind Matts Besser and Walsh. I don't know if that'll end up on video or audio or what, though. During these commentaries, they took audience questions, and I have apparently added to my brush-with-greatness collection by posing a question during 108's commentary.
After the commentary tracks were recorded, there was an audience Q&A session with the UCB, featuring such highlights as the UCB confessing to a deep hatred of astronauts, and Amy Poehler defining the term "red wings" much to the disgust of her castmates.
A great time was had by all! And it appears I have yet another mass-media infiltration under my belt.
Look for the Upright Citizens Brigade DVD on November 4th.