Friday, June 27, 2008

DO WANT:

(Thanks Rob.)



The ability to shoot a bullet all the way around a circular room. 
(Thanks Angelina.)

To be a professional wrestler named Firecrotch and enter to, "Do You Wanna Touch Me?" by Joan Jett. I would be segued into the hall of fame for my Trailer Trash Three-Quarter Nelson, but forced to retire after talking too much smack to Wolf from American Gladiators.
(Thank you, Rouch Justice.) 


Tsk.. tsk... tsk
More time and money spent on things and training that aren't food or lodging.  Silly, silly girl. 

Well, I do declare!  That pretty redheaded homeless girl keeps lots of video games, amazing weapons and stormtrooper shoes in her cardboard box.  I hear she'll let you wear them if you buy her some cereal or fruit snacks. Scandalous!


Thursday, June 26, 2008

I've given in.

I follow some amazing Blogs.  And I guess I have a vlog in a manner of speaking, so I'm here now, with the typing.
I'm still vlogging, but busy.  I learned I can't shoot a video unless I've just brushed my teeth.  I know you can't smell the internet, but still...

So I need to remind myself not to be verbose.  Less is more, after all.  

Six-Word Memoirs at smithmagdotnet is my new favorite form of creatively inspiring time-wasting.  Here's some I wrote for myself, some friends, and fictional characters that I'm directing/writing.  I figure mine are safely unrecognizable - amidst all that vagary and "write what you know" that plagues most young authors.

Might poke too far with q-tips.
Ate cereal out of giant bowls.
She's got on her business socks.
Got high, chased stars, thanked everyone.
Maybe you ARE just regular boys.
Don't stay love - visit every day.
Would have stayed on the island.
Everything is great. How fucking boring.
Drives women mad by ignoring them.
Will one day be a cougar.
I'm fighting here in the field.
Gives in to scary furniture ladies.
Is a snowflake on your face.
Will always smell like butterscotch pudding.
Makes pies to sacrifice to love.
Hot dogs wrapped in cinnamon rolls.
Will play until she can no-scope.
Loved some professors with her eyelids.
Leaving's the only way to win.
Time to watch some more vlogbrothers.