Saturday, February 25, 2006



This is great.

Thursday, February 23, 2006


March Get Together

so what's the good word on our march get together/Craig send off. All I got is a date (March 10th weekend).

Anyone have any insights as to what we should do and where we should do it.



Hey guys. This is a big 12-hour segment for posting, huh? I've got a couple things to share.

I got the official dates for the performance(s) of my one act, Take A Chance at the Gloucester County Institute of Technology. Performances are this coming Thursday and Saturday (March 2nd and 7th) at 7 p.m. I don't expect any of you to be able to make it, but I figured I'd put it out there. You'll probably also be receiving a mass e-mail later today that I'm sending out to peeps. Sure, the performance is just at a high school, but it is a high school with specialized programs, so it's being done by the theater program. I hope it doesn't suck. Even if it does suck, however, I'm getting paid royalties for it and it'll look good if I try (again, sigh) to get it published.

I found this funny post about washing one's hands after defecation. The best part about it is that it links to my blog. What can I say, I'm self-serving.

Update about the myspace girl I told you all about: I got her screenname. Woot woot. I know it probably isn't as exciting for all you guys, but hey, Daddy horny, Michael. Who knows if anything will happen, but at least there is a possibility.

Ok, I should probably pretend to go to work (I'm in a computer lab near work, does that count for anything?)


173 Pandas

173 pandas walk into a bar and have a seat. A few minutes later a really hot and rare australian panda walks in cozies on up to the 173 pandas and in a sexy voice purrs g'day... mate. The 173 pandas take a look at her say that line only works on us if you've known us for 3-4 years.

A 173 pandas walk into a bar and start chatting up a hot chick. She's like I would never get with a 173 pandas, and the pandas go, why not we're HONG like king KONG.

Hunters shoot and severly wound 173 pandas, who then stumble into a sunburned zebra, newspaper bar, and no one thinks there's anything wrong.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006


This has been birthday week for so many people.

I just find it ridiculous how many birthdays are in February. One last Friday, one Monday, one Tuesday, one Wednesday (Ally's, actually, you guys remember her). Another is next Monday. Luckily I'm too cheap and broke to have to buy presents.

So Student Valley Productions (which is the three Umass comedy groups) does this thing in March called the Improv-a-thon. 12 hours, noon to midnight, of Improv comedy. I am dying to see it, it promises to be a ridiculous event.

*RANDOM INTERJECTION* I'm watching the news, and this high school girl said "It was a wicked good season." Boston slang exists! "Tawmy, please tell me you gawt that on tape!" (SNL skit, anyone?)

Sketch 22 has a show a week from Friday...I wrote a sketch that's nothing but me causing chaos in an office to the tune of this little ditty:

I thought it was going to be a terrible flop within the group, but they really like it. Since it's only a 45 second sketch, I may likely be able to post a video clip of it, should we get one of good quality.

Sorry I couldn't make it to Etown last weekend....a car or train trip down would have been extremely expensive, and since I couldn't make it home the week previous for my dad's inauguration (btw, he's a judge now!), which disappointed my parents, I felt that I shouldn't ask them to come home and take their car. Hopefully I can make it down for another event soon, though.

And if you guys haven't tried them...Golden Oreos are delicious.


Too cute for words

If you ever need some cheering up, go here. (Yes guys, it's safe for work).

Tuesday, February 21, 2006


Submitted for your approval...

Laurie called me at work today and demanded to hear a 173 joke involving candles. Well, I've never left a lady wanting (at least in terms of comedy), so I came up with this -

173 candles walk into a bar and order a drink. They finish it quickly and signal the bartender. The bartender says, "What do you want?" The candles reply, "One more, ah?"

This happens a couple more time until the candles are obviously drunk and slurring their speech. They signal to the bartender and he says, "What do you want?"

The candles reply, "Men or, ah?

Sunday, February 19, 2006


Oh to be me

So I messaged that girl I told you about, and she didn't get back to me. Looks like I have another reason to feel good about myself to go along with all the fun that was poked at me this weekend. I think I'm going to make a drink and hang myself.

See you guys tomorrow!

P.S. I actually won't be able to chime in on 173 if you still want to do it, cuz my dad took our laptop with him to Montana.

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