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My latest review from NUVO on my Indy Fringe Show

Mock-u-dramedies
Indy-prov

Four stars

How easy to sit in an audience … how hard to turn randomness into funniness using audience suggestions. The seven members of Indy-prov cranked out a giggle-worthy tableau featuring two lovesick redneck siblings and two desperate scientists in “How the Chia Pet Affected the Mullet.” With the trope of a director showing you scenes from this, his latest documentary, the skits referenced walrus fangs, pickle festival queens and a chicken with a Johnny Cash complex. Bill Skaggs was a standout as Billy the hillbilly, a character I’d like to meet again. On this wily ride, coherence takes second fiddle to chutzpah, and the actors earn every laugh.

Oh and one more thing...

Here is a clip from the Great American Trailer Park Musical. It's taken from a rehearsal so they're not is costume or anything. But it's a class act...well...it's good.



xoxo

Today...

I had a good day. Second day of the Indy Fringe Festival and we had a good second show. Pretty good crowd. Then I went to see "The Great American Trailer Park Musical"...again...and had a great time with friends. Sang at karaoke. And went to see another Fringe show with my friend Matt in it.

So, where you just being nice to me because you are a nice person? Or are you reconsidering past moves?

xoxo

I promise I'll get in a better mood...

Just let me get a few things off my chest. I've used this blog in the past for so many things. But it seems more times than none I use it for complaining about my life. Well this morning is no exception. See, it's 4AM and I'm not asleep. Why you ask? I can't get in a good mood. Just when I think I've got things figured out, life throws me a curveball. Yeah, yeah. Life's not perfect. No one has it perfect. Everyone has problems. Fuck off this is my blog, and right now...it's all about me.

I'm always barking up the wrong tree. I'm always putting myself in situations I know won't work. I like meeting people and getting to know them. It just seems that when I start to get attached, they run away. Like, um run. Most of the time, I know, because I get attached to easily. When I like someone, I feel like I can't let them go and I end up saying something stupid. Like..."You're a beautiful person" or other such nonsense.

Here's what i want:
1. A hot ass guy who is totally in to me
2. Someone who appreciates art
3. A romantic
4. Someone who wants to entertain me, and vice versa
5. The perfect person

Not to much to ask...right? I don't think so. So seriously. Stop fucking with me and get on with it. If you want to be friends tell me. If you want to drag me along hoping to meet a cuter guy, then ew, who are you? If you want to have meaningful conversations, let's do it. I'm just tried of trying to decipher codes.

I gotta go...it smells like my neighbors dog is filling up the apartment with shit.

xoxox

Self improvement...

I can't spell or sew. I wish I could. But I can make people laugh. So does it equal out? I say yes.

An interesting weekend led to me, yet again, re-evaluating where I am in life. You see, after the "break up" my friendships were split. Severed relationships do often heal though and that happeded under a smoke-filled barrage of lights and drag queens. However, another friendship of mine ended this week. All because i can't keep my feelings in check. It's that age old case of "I wanna be more than friends".

So here's to you. Here's to hoping that I don't ever let you down as a friend. And you know what, I may. But if I do, I apoligize in advance.

xoxo