Date:	2006-11-29 04:06
Subject:	Live Journal -- Post 2 of (possibly) 2
Security:	Public
Mood:	lethargic
Music:	"Old Paul" by MC Paul Barman

So, after focussing my obsessive internet fervor on my LiveJournal friends page, I have found that there are about three of you that are still updating your LiveJournals. Being as that I have 37 friends but am the friend of only 28 (le sigh), I might reasonably assume that Dave Fusco is the only person reading this post. Hi, Dave!

What to do? Do I let LiveJournal go the way of the dodo and the Sega Saturn, allowing it to be replaced by a superior product*? Put another way, assuming that LiveJournal's been hit by a truck, should I hit it with a shovel to make sure it's dead, or should I load it gently into my car and drive it to the nearest emergency veterinarian? Decisions, decisions.

Because if I'm just writing this for myself, then I may as well just write in my real, actual, LiveJournal: my real, actual journal. That one I can be sure nobody reads, and I don't even have to try. But, there's something to be said for trying, I guess. Trying is what got the pyramids built. That and hard, cold, Egyptian slave masters with pitch black eyes and souls to match. And it can't be denied that writing on this thing daily is at least a break from writing for myself, and it excercises muscles that don't usually get exercised. There seem to be plusses and minuses. Life is full of such difficult decisions. Oh, to be me! With 9 more friends than people who are friends with me! Alack!

I don't know. This is fun. I guess that I might keep doing it. Alternatively, I might not. So, there you go. You've just wasted however much time you wasted reading this thing. You could have spent that time reading a poem or a page in a small novel. On the other hand, you might not exist and I might be talking to myself. Well, life is also full of risks.

Today's swath of the unravelling tapestry of David Copperfield**: One wall in my room is blue.



*The dodo was replaced by the flamingo. Better fuel efficiency.
**I am David Copperfield. Figuratively. I don't do magic and I'm not a street urchin or a young gentleman or whichever one David Copperfield was. Probably both. It takes all kinds.

Date:	2006-11-28 03:46
Subject:	I remember the halcyon days when I updated my LiveJournal regularly
Security:	Public
Mood:	listless

I spent Thanksgiving in East Texas at my housemates' parents' ranch. It's not quite as "showdown at the OK corral" as the image which came to your head just then. It's a very modern place with televisions and indoor plumming and a cement pond. Gunfighting is rare. Tumbleweeds rarer.

We spent a lot of the weekend in hiding. The Malone family is wonderful and I love each of them very much in their own way, but it can't be denied that those people are crazy. Imagine that you found some way to put your entire family into hibernation for twenty years. And now you wake up and you're middle aged and your parents are old and there are all of these new little kids around (people were apparently sleep-fucking... gross). So, you're an adult now, but when you look at your thirty-three year old sister, you only see the thirteen year old who went into the cryogenic tank (or whatever) with you. What you are imagining right now is the Malone family. Oh, and you have to throw in a brother-in-law, Tom, who is so overbearing that I think I once caught him actually trying to order all of the atoms in the universe using a pair of tweezers. He didn't get very far before my twenty-seven-year-old roommate came out of the midday sun with his shirt off and Tom had to go into damage control mode to prevent his fourteen-year-old daughter from being corrupted by... her uncle's... nipples? I guess? Did I mention that Tom's a fundementalist Christian? But that's neither here nor there.

Anyway, hanging out with the Malones is like hanging out with a bunch of whiny, middle-aged teenagers (some of whom just happen to be fundementalists), so we spent a lot of time hiding. By "we," I mean myself and Danny and Teddy (the youngest Malones and my roommates), Danny's girlfriend, Adrienne, and Teddy's girlfriend, Melissa.

I don't really remember why, but I remember at some point during one of these hiding excursions I was playing a piano and Melissa came and sat down on the bench next to me and asked "Have you ever heard of LiveJournal?"

"Wow," I replied. "LiveJournal..."

LiveJournal... get out of town. She was telling me that she had just posted her first entry. I was surprised. I guess I figured that facebook notes would have been the final nail in the LiveJournal coffin (not that anybody's using facebook notes, but, hey, I didn't think anybody was using LiveJournal either).

So, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm back in the fold. Come, tell me about the infinite, excrutiating minutia of your life. I long to hear.

Oh, quick catch up: I live in Austin, now. That's in Texas for you Texans out there (take that, Texas!). That's pretty much it. I play in a band (http://www.myspace.com/therealdannymalone)! Like David Copperfield, let the mystery of my life reveal itself to you in subsequent installments of my story. My first clue is this: I have four cats... Four. Cats.

Date:	2005-06-20 00:50
Subject:	I know how to throw... down! Dude, and I almost said "throw up," but I didn't!
Security:	Public
Mood:	contemplative
Music:	"You or Your Memory" by The Mountain Goats

I don't even LOOK at this thing that often. But, when I do, it never fails to remind that there exists a whole bevy of people that I don't talk to anymore. I'm glad that I have this venue to really bask in Andy's boss' possibly fictitious bout with Lyme Disease, Mike's discovery of the wonder and the glory of Brooklyn, Ny, and the general condition of Lisa May's life. Branden, your LJ makes me want to be in NYC, reading on a fire escape.

For now, though, I'm in Maryland. Sykesville, specifically. I watched this really troubling video last night. One of those moments where you actually confront how awful people can be, and it's got my mind on edge. Compounding the problem is the fact that I discovered the new Mountain Goats album last night. Whew. That'll put your mind on edge. There's something coming out of it, though. My mind, that is.

In six days (roughly) I leave for Waterford, CT and the Eugene O'Neill Theatre Center. With any luck, I'll get to see the house that LONG DAYS JOURNEY INTO NIGHT takes place in. Six weeks there, working the conferences (with, among other visiting artists, Lee Blessing and Rachel Sheinken, woot woot). Then I'll probably just bum around for a while. And if somebody could call me on the 30th of August to remind me to get on a plane to London and spend a semester there, that would be great.

I think that's most of what's going on. And if you're reading this, I bet you're glad that I update so often.

Ehhhhhh... I deleted the last entry. Too much pathos for Alex.

Thanks, y'all, for the concern.

Date:	2004-09-01 19:57
Subject:	Updating My Live Journal (or What You Will)
Security:	Public
Mood:	lethargic
Music:	Queer Eye mixed with one of Justin's songs... sexy...

I stole the subtitle from some bitch-ass playwright from back in the day. What's he gonna do? Sonnet me to death? AS IF!!

I'm watching "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy: UK Edition." That's... about... it... I'm back home until probably Saturday. Ummm... as of tonight, I will have watched every "Evil Dead" movie since I was home. So... that's... cool...

The big talk of FringeNYC this year was a play called "Dog Sees God," which picks up ten years after the "Peanuts" cartoons left off. Needless to say, everyone's really messed up, mirroring the perversions in our society! What a crazy idea! I'm anti this idea for three reasons: 1) Once SNL uses as idea, we should just file it as off limits for musical theatre, 2) Come on! Leave "Peanuts" alone. Next year, I guess we should expect... I don't know... a play about Santa's coke problem, 3) That basic idea was done last year in this little play that went up at Playwrights Horizons called... called... uh... crap... oh right, "Avenue Q."

Okay, well I managed to make this entry four paragraphs long. This is not to say that my life is neccesarily uninteresting (I AM having fun), but, as I think I've previously said, Live Journals aren't for sharing your life, they're for bitching and being irreverent. In my opinion at least, but fortunately, my opinion is the only one that needs govern my Live Journal entries. TAKE THAT DISSENTING OPINION!

In the words of Marlon Wayans: "You brought your bitch to the waffle hut?" x3. OH MY GOD, THAT'S HILARIOUS! GIVE THAT MAN A SERIES! OR TWO! OR MAYBE THREE (I CAN'T REMEMBER)! AND ALL OF THEM ON UPN!

I just wanted to drop a line real quick and congratulate WST on closing "Sweeney." I could see that a lot of heart and soul went into that show and you should all be really proud. Congratulations to all!

Date:	2004-08-06 01:05
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	sleepy
Music:	"Heavenly" as sung by 36 Madison Avenue

So, I'm coming home tomorrow (Friday). I'll be home until Sunday and Saturday is my dad's birthday. I expect phone calls, even though I may not actually have time to do anything. Don't piss me off. Trust me, it's just--you'll--it--just don't piss me off.

That is all.

End communication.

Well, I'm glad that's over. Whew. Can I get a danish? Danish? Anybody? Well--you--just check the cart, it's right over--what? What do you mean they took the cart? We paid for all day catering. No, they didn't say anything to me... Oh come on! No, seriously, give me a fucking break... Somebody get Jeff on the phone. I'm sick of this. Every time I have a fucking communication, Jeff fucks me on the snack cart. It's bullshit. I'm sick of this. I don't get paid enough to come down here and get fucked around with.

Shit, what's this green light? Is this thing still on? Who's running this fucking production numb--

(read: "I need to go to sleep")

Date:	2004-07-27 21:04
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	chipper
Music:	"Worst Pies in London" from Sweeney Todd

So, I got back to Drew today at about 7:45 and found four things:

1) They have closed off the road between the Forum at the road to Glenwild from the UC, which means that parking behind Welch is now a thing of the past. No rockstar. No nothing. No parking. Forum lot. My car is in the goddamn FORUM LOT.

2) Because of whatever construction they're doing which closed off the parking behind Welch, our phones don't work.

3) Most importantly, there was a level six hurricane (by which I mean... you know... rain) hovering over Madison, NJ... and I was parked in the Forum lot... with six bags and a hamper full of clean clothes... which I carried... in the rain... back to Welch.

4) Sometimes you'll swear that your head will explode, but it almost never does.

Date:	2004-07-27 02:25
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	blah
Music:	Waiting for the "Assassins" soundtrack

Okay, so I got back from seeing "I, Robot," about an hour and a half ago, and I should have just gone to bed, so that I could wake up and go back to NJ tomorrow, but I didn't. I haven't done anything PRODUCTIVE, per se, but I'm awake, and that's what's important.

So, I'm updating my Live Journal, and, per request, I will make this entry neither ironic, nor self-deprecating, but instead focus on the events surrounding my weekend at home.

1) Drove home with BJJ. If you've never spent 5 hours in a car with Branden Jacobs-Jenkins, I highly recommend it. It's like a fine wine.

2) Spent about 3.5 seconds at home before leaving to go back to where I had just dropped Branden off, more or less, to see WST's performance of Sweeney Todd.

3) Rocking cast party, replete with all of the hilarity of last years cast parties, with the added bonus of not knowing three-quarters of the people and feeling really awkward. But, it was really good to see those people that I did know. Needless to say, last year's crew (I won't segregate us with the ususl label) tore it up. Also, Bobby Libby is a cool kid.

4) Went to see "The Bourne Supremecy" with my parents. Good follow up to the first Bourne movie.

5) Night in with the 'rents, which was nice, and I wish I had more time to spend with them during this madcap weekend of proximity.

6) Went shopping with Mom. New clothes abound. Again, I wish I had more time to spend with my family.

7) Night out with a few of the HoCo kids, and I think we all know how fun that really is. But I do love Charity Maurer and Paul Strandquist, and I am not afraid to say it. And, if you stand by the box office at the new AMC at Columbia Mall, you get a laboratory view of the student body of the Howard County Public School system at work.

All in all, I wish I had a few more days at home, but there's not much to be done about that. Branden's got to work, and I've got to be Branden's bitch. Yes, yes, I know, this post SUCKED, but that's what happens when I'm not allowed to be irreverent. I'm boring. It's true in life as well. SEE? NOW I'VE GONE AND BROKEN THE DEAL AND BEEN SELF-DEPRICATING! AND NOW I'M BEING IRREVERENT!!! Dammit!

Oh, and by the way, "mad props" to Andy and Carolyn, the two leads I knew from "Sweeney Todd." And I guess Bobby as well, who I'm pretty sure told me that he loved me at some point during the cast party. In all seriousness, I was really impressed with all three of you. I think the three of you, along with... Melinda, perhaps (Mrs. Lovett)???... really put the energy into the show, and made it both effective and affecting. Excellent job. And you all have excellent voices, by the way. And I'm not just saying this because I know you, as evidenced by the fact that I absolutely don't know Melinda.

Okay, that's all I got for right now. WST kids: have a good rest of the run. Clique members: y'all my BOYZ! Drew/Madison folks: I'll be back tomorrow night. HoCo playaz: WHERE MY BITCHEZ AT?!?!

Date:	2004-06-30 03:05
Subject:	Woo ha
Security:	Public
Mood:	indescribable
Music:	"I Don't Want to Get Over You" by Magnetic Fields

Some anonymous person put up a comment on my last LJ post that I should update again. So, this is it. It's 3 AM. I'm getting up for work at 9 AM. I just saw "Spiderman 2."

Yeah. That's how exciting my life is for people who read my LiveJournal. It's why I don't update more often.

FUN THINGS THAT HAVE HAPPENED TO ME SINCE I LAST POSTED:
1) I watched a man kill a man just to watch him die just to watch him watch him die.
2) I won the Nobel Prize in both chemistry and peace, making me the first person ever to do so, or, at least, the first person that really matters.
3) I went to the moon, which totally sucked ass.
4) I invented a cost effective time machine.
5) I met Auguste Rodin (using the time machine).
6) I shot a phoenix just to watch him die and then be reborn from the ashes.
7) I went to Phoenix, which totally sucked ass.
8) I broke the time machine in such a way that it still worked but it wasn't cost as effective.
9) I met Pablo Picasso, or at least a guy who was selling paintings by Pablo Picasso (this was after I broke the time machine, so I couldn't meet the real Picasso... I'm not made of money. I'm made of organic materials like blood and skin.).


A closing note: If your tribium fusion reaction refuses to stabilize, don't worry. Just throw the whole thing, including the containment field, into a suitable body of water.


Also: if you can describe your mood as "indescribable," then it's not really "indescribable," is it?

Date:	2004-03-29 02:37
Subject:	Negative attention grabbing
Security:	Public
Mood:	pensive
Music:	Emo, like my emotions

Okay, so this post was originally going to be just a collection of the awkward and often awful things which people that I knew in high school put into their profiles, but then I realized that some of those people might, from morbid curiosity, actually read this Live Journal at some point. Hence the "negative attention" title. Barring further justification, I wussed out.

Well, I certainly feel better about myself now. Kinda like a big man because I bullied people around. I feel so superior. So overtly mature.

I'm gonna stop there before I actually go into the events of my life right now, because that's just going to be another long post which some of you might read out of pity or self-denial or contrition, and I don't want to inflict that on anybody.

If you want to know what's going on in my life, you could just IM me, but I know that nobody loves me enough to do that. How could anyone love me? :*(

DO I HAVE YOUR NEGATIVE ATTENTION YET?




PS - I spent a good thirty seconds trying to figure out how to make the crying face.

Sometimes I go to my LJ late at night just to glory in the fact that I haven't updated in a while, and then I'm suddenly overtaken by this guilt about not updating in a while, so I generally end up writing asinine updates like this one. Look everybody, Alex has a Live Journal. Whoopie!

Date:	2004-03-15 02:53
Subject:	So...
Security:	Public
Mood:	sleepy
Music:	Coldplay - "The Scientist"

I'm due for a long update, and it's about 3 AM so here I go.

Let's see... I just got back from Spring Break. As per request, I will give a shout out to the Warren, CT crew. Backstory: I spent three days in the Connecticut "wilderness", defined as 250 acres of heaven, complete with a heated barn for sleeping. The Mulla family rules. I ate sweet Indian food. I fired a gun for the first time in my life. I hung out with 14 seriously awesome people. (Ed. note - I have no vocuabulary.) Seriously, it was absolutely amazing, as far as vacations go, and I had a great (though albeit not entirely relaxing) time. I think it's safe to say that we showed Connecticut who's boss.

Following the Connecticut exodus (Ed. note - I note that word is misused and I don't care), I spent three wonderful days in Central Maryland. I have to say that it's pretty nice not counting down the moments until I can come back to Drew. I wrote two papers on the first day I was home. I went to the library a lot. I went out to eat with my family a lot. I was both productive and lazy. I watched maybe five episodes of "Saved By the Bell," including the very special episode where Jessie gets hooked on speed. It was a magical couple of days.

Maryland was followed by the journey back to Drew with my parents (also extremely tolerable), and a night with MadAve, which was uneventful aside from waiting for people to get there and going to Quik Check with Jared and Justin at about two in the morning. The next day we drove up to Ithaca for the ICCA Semifinals. MadAve was, sadly, eliminated. I shouldn't say "sadly," becuase I'm not that sad. We went into this thing looking to gain the experience to do well at ICCA in the future, and we actually got through the first round. We were placed among the top 36 competative groups in the country, and that makes me absurdly happy. We got good feedback on everything, and we made some good contacts with some good groups. All in all, it was a great experience which I look forward to repeating, even if those soulless cretins didn't recognize the awe-inspiring perfection which is 36 Madison Avenue.

In other news, I won the award for Outstanding Vocal Percussion, a turn of events which is flattering, alarming, perplexing AND disconcerting.

Now, I'm back at Drew. Today was awful. I left all my stuff in Rob's room and, though there is ample work to be done, I was unable to actually do anything. So, I spent a good part of the day both exhausted and, you know, frustrated, until about 5 when I had a Plays in Process rehearsal which was, to be honest, not exactly what I was in the mood for.

Those are minusses, but it wasn't all minusses. Plusses: I talked to Bertie, which was good, I think, and though that's what's on my mind more than anything else right now, I'm not going to write about it. MadAve went well, more or less. We get to have fun again, which I'm looking forward to. And, to top it all off, I got to go to Dunkin' with Jason, Liz and Natasha, and I got my free midnight donuts, and I read a lot today, and I fixed Liz's computer. Those are all good things, so today was far from a total wash.

Okay, so this is the worst Live Journal entry ever, and we all know that, so I'm not going to apologize. We're just all going to have to live with it. It's like North Korean communism. I might not like it, but there really isn't anything I can do about it.

Words I should never hear in reference to the premise of a new cop drama: "by the book."

Date:	2004-02-29 17:39
Subject:	So...
Security:	Public
Mood:	listless
Music:	The Decemberists - Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect

I feel like a phoenix. I went to sleep at about 7 am yesterday, and got up at about 2 this afternoon. "Pterodactyls" is finished. Other things which were occupying my time are finished (heavy, meaningful pause). There is now a lot of time to fill. There are Plays in Process coming up, which will take up time and energy, and that's exciting. For the first time in about a year and a half, I can actually devote myself to 36 Madison Avenue. I miss those guys like crazy. ICCA Semi-finals are March 13th, and I encourage EVERYONE to come up to Cornell and see us. We're going to rock the house. I know we are.

Again, Live Journal works like a journal. I'm neither witty nor clever, even though those words are synonyms. Oh boy. I need some sleep.

Date:	2004-02-15 01:49
Subject:	Valentine's Day
Security:	Public
Mood:	cranky
Music:	Travis Morrison - "The Word Cop"

Valentine's Day totally blows. I might just be really tired and kind of cranky, but that's my conclusion right now. I'm sure that if I was seeing somebody I'd feel differently, but right now I'm stuck on Valentine's Day totally blowing. I spent tonight kinda freely wandering around from place to play. Spent about 8 seconds at E-House. Spent a few hours in the superquad. It was all very usual. A very usual, very banal Saturday night. Guh... totally just tired and cranky right now. I must go to sleep. Must.

By the way, remember back when my LJ entries used to be these long, florid, mildly witty things? Yeah, those were the days. I feel like that poet... whose name I've forgotten.

Date:	2004-02-11 23:20
Subject:	Ba dum bum bum
Security:	Public
Mood:	happy
Music:	MC Paul Barman - I'm Fricking Awesome

I slept until one today, which was totally sweet. I gave the first regular tour I've given all year, albeit not during my tour slot. I sat in on an audition-type class with a new professor in the English department. I saw "Dark Lady of the Sonnets." I had MadAve (not a rehearsal, but the actual guys themselves, one at a time). I played pinochle in The Space. I was drunk dialed by Adam Topper. Just a typical day in the life.

Oh, and I also talked to this cute girl I know.

As ever, people are yelling on the hall.

Date:	2004-02-06 19:58
Subject:	FYI
Security:	Public
Mood:	ecstatic
Music:	Some Counting Crows song that I hate

MadAve placed 2nd at quarterfinal 2 of the MidAtlantic region of the Internation Championship of Collegiate Acapella, meaning that we advance to the MidAtlantic semifinal on March 13th. I could not be happier or more excited or more proud of my group.

Paige made a good point. Tired and stressed, yes. But also terribly, terribly excited about everything. It's all going to be amazing, but that means that the getting there has to wear me down.

Date:	2004-02-04 01:38
Subject:	Blech
Security:	Public
Mood:	cranky
Music:	Danny Malone - Outta This Town

Latenight food at The Space. First time in my life that I've ever actually ordered and consumed mozzarella sticks. See subject line for reactions.

Tired and stressed, tired and stressed, tired and stressed. ICCA on Saturday. "Pterodactyls." Whew...

People are yelling on the hall.

Yeah...