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i was an actress darrrrrling, and evidently, i was brilliant; unbeknownst to me

So, Lea came down for part of the weekend b/c a woman she worked with at Arena got married. She arrived friday and we went to a party where i ran into this girl who i only really know peripherally but she tells me that she was telling someone about me a few days ago, and she thinks we should meet. weird. i mean, i'm all for meeting new people...i really am. especially boy-type peoples, it's just- ahhhhhhh, i dunno. i'm sure it won't happen. but she took my number and told me she'd call me when his band (a band i'd never heard of) next plays.

so, then lea and i went to the grocery store and bought all things unholy and went back to my apartment, and snacked and played the laverne and shirley game that i've been foaming at the mouth to play. and, i'm sad to report, was not the rip-roaring good time i'd spent 5 years anticipating. but it was ok. perhaps if we weren't sugar shocked and it not 3:30 in the morning. it was nice to be girls and talk. and talk. and spin the spinnie thing.

OH! and then yesterday, while lea was at the wedding, i get a call from randy- we need another shirt for one of the actors because there's two shows tonight and man, does that kid sweat and there's no time to clean the shirt, so i go to the closest thrift store and buy some back up clothing, and while i'm there i poke around and find *gasp* comic books.

i think some store had perhaps donated some stock they couldn't move (because there were about 50 copies of the first Cage) BUT more importantly, there were two copies of Neat Stuff by Peter Bagge (who i like, and was ever so sad to see Yeah! end) (damn big publishing houses demanding high readership)But there were some other fantagraphic books, a bunch of spider man, a few more independants and some japanamation i'd never heard of. all the books were circa 82-87. i bought 30 books total. yeah, i am a comic book geek. some of it was stuff i'd never heard of, but they were all 79 cents, so i figg'r (comic lovers, cover yon ears) if it sucked, i could cut it up for some craft projects at the least.

i'm big on crafting.

ok, so my funny freak story- i should let it be known that i am a freak magnet. i am i am i am. when i walk down the street, the mentally unstable and great unwashed clamor to meet me. so, last week, i'm walking through the Art-o-matic and this guy comes up and asks what's happening in the performance space on the roof, because he'd seen me up there, so i explain that yes, we're doing a fully realized production of Ionesco's the Rhinoceros, and no, we're not open yet, come back thursday, and sure it's good. and he said, 'cause i thought what you were doing, sewing that thing- i thought that was the performance, and i thought to myself, that's the most brilliant piece of acting ever! she really knows what she's doing'. meanwhile, i had been sewing fake boobs and a big ass into a slip to alter the silhouette of one of the actresses...so i said 'hahah....oh, no....i'm just the costume designer' and he actually gets kinda angry and is like 'NO! You're an ACTRESS!' and i say 'uh....ok, whatever sure'. he gives me this card and tells me he's a performance artist, and there's this number you can call where there's a new poem everyday. so i said 'like dial-a-song?' and that confuses him, so i explaing they might be giants, whom he evidently had heard of, but didn't know the idea of dial-a-song. 'but this is cooler' he told me.

so i take the card and call from work the next day.

It's him talking about how he's starting his new job because he got fired from his last one for leaving a big pile of fingernail clippings in his office. and then he starts yelling at who he tells the caller is the sweaty old man standing in the corner. then there's a fake conversation between the 'poem'-leaver and the made-up old man.

yep. i sho' can find 'em. what i can't find is that card so i can put the number here so you can hear it. i'll work on that.

xoxo

beth b.

14:09:14 - 2000-10-08

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