Tuesday, May 24, 2011

I LIVE!!!!


So that's dramatic. And that's good. I'm being trained in Dramatic.

I'm reminded of a saying: "Those who can't do, teach."

Those who can't teach... well, they form Unions, amiright?

There's no burn like a political cartoon burn.

I'll venture my own little saying: Those who can't write, blog.

Anyway, I'm out of school for the summer, and gotta stay sharp with the writing. Sure, I'll be working on a Modern Family spec script and maybe an outline or two for some ridiculous supernatural films, but I figured it's time to dust off the blog. I kid you not, the web page had dust on it. Not my monitor or computer, the actual browser itself.

Maybe there's a little kidding involved.

Get it???

But seriously, sorry for abandoning you these... Seven months! Wow. I went out for a pack of cigarettes, and never came back, just like your good-for-nothing, gambling addicted father did, and now I just show up, hoping everything is going to be ok? I have got some nerve.

I'm sorry. To try to start to make up for it, here's a video of a street performer I paid to play the Sesame Street theme song for A.Rev:

Yeah, I've been holding onto that for a while. Hopefully it put you in a good mood.

Let's see... what else has happened since last time? Just about everything, really. Another round of the major holidays.

My Halloween costume was fantastic, as usual. Kyle and I went as Sonic the Hedgehog and Dr. Robotnik (or Eggman, as I learned he is also called). I spent the better part of a week trying to put my costume together and Kyle whipped his up in an afternoon and it looked great damn him to Hell. Check us out:


We got much praise from the crowd. The kids loved us, and so did a lot of the adults who were sick to death of seeing all the store-bought Mario and Luigi costumes. I also indoctrinated a few of my classmates into the ways of the parade, dragging them into the procession and probably scarring them for life. Mentally, anyway.

After that was Thanksgiving, which went smoothly, then Christmas. Lots of presents and fun, but I don't have much in the way of photos for you.

In January I went to India. Lots of pictures of that. Here's one for a sample:

Sure, I have better photos, but I never said this was a highlight reel. I'll show you more later.

Let's see... after January came the beginning of my second semester of school, and then a HUGE personal triumph for me.

Sadly, no. I'm talking about the return of Shamrock Shakes to New York City and how it was all completely my doing.

I think I may have mentioned my love of these things once or twice, but they got a wide release this year, up from the two locations last year. I had waaay too many of them in March. My stomach is still recovering.

I believe that my autopsy, centuries from now, will show my entire GI tract to be dyed light green.

I also tried to introduce some of my classmates to the joys of Shamrock Shakes, to incredibly mixed reviews. According to one fellow, he "Almost died." I counter this by saying that before he'd tasted a Shamrock Shake, he'd never truly lived.

March then gave way to April, which brought the Easter Parade. I topped myself again this year, pun intended. The Revs came down to visit and witness the spectacle that they've up till now enjoyed through this blog. Behold:

Oh yeah, I grew a beard, too.

Naturally, the Ferris Wheel was functional, and spun the whole time I was walking around.

And that brings us pretty much up to May, where I worked at NYU's Commencement and met Bill Clinton.


Actually I think that's from the Halloween Parade. Wait... Oh yes, at the Commencement, he was wearing a purple robe. That's how I can tell.

Overall, not a bad stretch of time, during which I also wrote 2 plays, 1.5 screenplays, a spec script for Community and a whole bunch of smaller projects.

So I know I've made some pretty empty promises in the past, but I think I figured out the magic formula to keep me blogging. I just have to be bored, and also have no money.

So I think you'll be hearing from me a lot the next few months.

Peace out babies,