Jul 6, 2007
this sunday
You're Invited:
Sunday, July 8, 6pm
A community gathering in support of
AEA Showcase Reform
Classic Stage Company
136 E. 13th Street (between 3rd/4th avenues)
JOIN the conversation and help build a stronger, more
united Off-Off
community... come and be counted!
STOP BY for 5 minutes or an hour
LEARN about the ART/NY White Paper on AEA Showcase
Reform
MEET Off-Off-Broadway organizations united in support
of code reform
SIGN the simple petition (if you haven't yet done so
at
www.nyc99.org)
SHOW that the broad and diverse membership of the Off
Off Broadway
community -- actors, producers, directors, designers,
YOU --
welcomes a new approach to code reform, one that
sidesteps the
culture of complaint to articulate points of mutual
benefit for
actors and producers.
An Off-Off-Broadway that gains the flexibility to
operate at its
full potential will be the foundation of a theater
community at
large that is artistically and economically healthy.
Join us!
Learn more at www.nyc99.org.
See you at the gathering!
Coalition for Code Reform
Jul 5, 2007
Sunday The First of july 2007
The thing I wanted to tell you was that K and I are
engaged... to be married. i proposed and she said
yes. and so now we are engaged.
engaged... to be married. i proposed and she said
yes. and so now we are engaged.
Jul 4, 2007
Stalker in Ray Bans
You will find me
In the Garden
Shooting hoops
Between Smith and Court
In the Garden
Shooting hoops
Between Smith and Court
You will see me at the Y
You will notice me on the street
I always nod politely
You always look at your feet
It'll be raining
And you're hanging around the first floor
Getting wet and smoking
And looking at my door
Stalker, I know it's cold out
Stalker, I know I sold out
Stalker, I won't change my routine
Stalker, I hope you know what that means
You will find me
In the Garden
Shooting hoops
Between Smith and Court
You will see me on the corner
You will notice me on the stoop
Reading DC comics
And eating stale fruit loops
It'll be snowing
But you're going to go out there in a hat
Breathing steam and freezing
And looking at my cat
Stalker, I know I'm not cool
Stalker, I went to public school
Stalker, you can't be here for me
Stalker, I appreciate the company
You will find me
In the Garden
Shooting hoops
Between Smith and Court
Jul 3, 2007
xyz
trying to get some work done out in the woods of MA.
No cell phone reception but the wifi is plentiful and
distracting.
No cell phone reception but the wifi is plentiful and
distracting.
Exciting thing happened on sunday. I'll tell you
soon.
in the meantime, go here and pretend you read my book.
Jun 29, 2007
Thirty-two ways to say I love you in your Christ year
Thirty two ways to say I love you in your Christ year
One
I left something in the bathroom
Two
I dropped something on the floor
Three
I'll be right back, I swear to you
Four
Don't walk out the door
Is that my shirt you're wearing?
Are you tired of this music?
Can I get you rum and soda?
Do you think you like this chorus?
Nine
I stole you this salt shaker
Ten
I want you to feel better
Eleven
I didn't wash the dishes
Twelve
Can you stand this weather?
Would you like a sandwich?
I can buy this for your mother.
Can you mix this in the mixer?
Would you like another?
Seventeen
I've get twenty things to say to you
Eighteen
Nineteen of them are the same
Nineteen
Please listen to each carefully
Twenty
I've made you a nickname
I love the way your neck sparkles
I love the way the sky glows
I love the space between your words
And the odd shape of your nose
I know you find this funny
I know you think I'm old
I know you know I know you know
I know you're always cold
Take two of these with some water
Take me away from here
Are you done with the bathroom
Do you want one more beer?
Climate Shift Tied to 150,000 Fatalities
Most Victims Are Poor, Study Says
By Juliet Eilperin
Washington Post Staff Writer
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/11/16/AR2005111602197.html
Jun 28, 2007
vacation
Starting this weekend, K and I are taking a trip up to
artists housing in MA where we plan to write and read
and swim and jog for two weeks out in the wilderness.
I hope to start and finish a screenplay there.
artists housing in MA where we plan to write and read
and swim and jog for two weeks out in the wilderness.
I hope to start and finish a screenplay there.
I don't know if they get the internet in the woods of
MA so I may not post for a couple of weeks, or my
posting could increase tenfold. No way of knowing.
You will just have to stick it out and see.
Jun 27, 2007
The night Bobby came back to town
The night Bobby came back to town
We all dressed up and gathered round
No one knew what was going down
It would be a sight, there could be a fight
Bobby stepped into the light
Lisa said and we agreed
It’d been ten years or so
That Bobby left and we all stood
Outside and watched him go
Nina said he’d held her head
And kissed her in the snow
It would be a sight, there could be a fight
Bobby stepped into the light
He was unshaven, he was tired
Some say retarded, some say inspired
Dicky and Johnny both were wired
It would be a sight, there could be a fight
Bobby stepped into the light
And he looked at us just standing there
Needing his voice to cut the air
He sat in silence in his chair
This was the night, there could be a fight
Bobby stepped into the light
--
And then Bobby sung the song he sang the day he left:
“This is a song for the lonely
And the beautiful like you
This is a song for the tired
And for those who can’t break through
This is a song if you’re the last one
To stumble to your door
A song for the unrequited
A song if you want more”
And we all joined in to sing along the song he sang the day he left
“This is a song for the lonely
And the beautiful like you
This is a song for the tired
And for those who can’t break through
This is a song if you’re the last one
To stumble to your door
A song for the unrequited
A song if you want more”
Bobby left in the middle of the song
We sang so loud ourselves
We didn’t notice he was gone
And if we sing that loud again
Maybe he’ll be back along
Someday
“This is a song for the lonely
And the beautiful like you
This is a song for the tired
And for those who can’t break through
This is a song if you’re the last one
To stumble to your door
A song for the unrequited
A song if you want more”
Jun 26, 2007
a clown song
CLOWNS UNDERCOVER!!
You know it! You saw it! The space in the basement
They hide in the cupboard. They hide in the floor.
You know it! Confront it! The place where the face went.
They’re in there! They’re out there! Board up the door!!!
Cause once they come in here there’s no way to stop them.
They don’t listen to reason, don’t listen to rhyme.
They are knocking you over. They are pushing you under.
This time they will get you. They’ll get you this time.
You know it! You saw it! The space in the basement
Why didn’t you listen? I told you the score.
You knew it! You saw it! The place where the face went.
The clowns are all coming. Right through the door.
1-2-3-4!!
CLOWNS UNDERCOVER!!!
Cause now that they’re in here there’s no way to stop them.
They are licking your girlfriend, they are drinking your wine.
They are knocking you over. They are pushing you under.
This time they’ll outdance you. They’ll outdance you this time.
And the clown says:
Dance Motherfucker Dance
And your girlfriend says:
Dance Motherfucker Dance
And your friends all say:
Dance Motherfucker Dance
CLOWNS UNDERCOVER!!!
The Supply Closet
I'm going down to the supply closet
Going to get a ream of paper
I'm going down to the supply closet
Going to get a ream of paper
And I'm going to print up all those reports and
photocopy them so you can read them
That's the kind of day it is
That's the kind of day it is
I'm going down to the supply closet
Going to get a box of staples
I'm going down to the supply closet
Going to get a box of staples
Then I'll staple those papers together –so close
together for you like you've never seen
That's the kind of day it is
That's the kind of day it is
I'm going down to the supply closet
Gonna get a new blue pen
I'm going down to the supply closet
Gonna get a new blue pen
And I'll stab you in the eye with it
Stab you with my new blue pen
I will stab you and stab you
And stab you
That's the kind of day it is
That's the kind of day it is
Jun 25, 2007
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