I was laying in bed when I remembered (quite suddenly) that a bullet slows down dramatically once it enters water. So if someone is shooting at you remember to RUN! JUMP! HOLD!
RUN! to the nearest body of water (or at least jump in the shower)
JUMP! into the water
HOLD! your breath
Working together for a safer society…
Yesterday and today I got ot hang out with my cousin Melanie and her husband Chris. Highlights included Cedars, Tuna House, rave reviews about Office, an improv show, shopping and ice cream!
Here are some pictures we snapped while leaving work.
Dude! What am i supposed to do on myspace? i keep logging in and reading the same profiles over and over again even as they don’t change. I feel like I’m missing something.
I’ve been laying in bed in that “i’m not tired” way that usually means I drank cafeeine after 2pm only today I didn’t have any at all. So i’ve gotten out of bed to distract myself for a few minutes.
As you likely know, I’m totally into my improv classes right now. I’ve gone to the drop in class the past 2 weeks and have absolutly loved being on stage with so many people who are so much better than me at this. i definitly plan to stick with this.
Thus only serves to underscore that it will be a while before my schedule frees up enough for me to add anything else in the compulsove class taker in me is already queueing up new activities i want to try. here’s the short list (not necessarily an ordered list)
a) Trapeze classes
b) Sailing lessons
c) singing lessons
Way back on June 1st I performed in an improv show. Thanks to Mandy, Brandon, Saeed, Eric, Tony, Sue, Debora and Rick for coming out to support me! Extra special thanks to Eric who took some video with his camera of the scenes I was in. This first scene is a game called “He Said. She Said.” The gist of the game is one person talks and then the other person tells them about the movement they can talk. You can *only* move when and as directed by your partner. The video starts just after we’ve taken a suggestion of “train stationâ€? and as I’ve appeared on stage yelling “Tickets! Tickets. Get your tickets here.â€? The other scene I was in is called “Acadamy Award Winning Moments.” We took a suggestion from the audience of cheerleader and started a scene. At times during our story, we are individually prompted we had to launch into a dramatic monologue that might be used as a clip at the Oscars. Thanks to Mandy for all the still pictures! 
 
I can’t believe I never told you I used birthday money to buy a new bike! Here’s a picture. (It’s blurry because I’m *that* fast.)
In reverse chronological order
1) When I got off the freeway coming home tonight all of the lights were out for a couple city blocks. I had this odd feeling that this explained something. Then I remembered that at lunch the place we went to had a sign on it “closed for lunch due to power outage.” Since these things were 10 hours and several miles apart, I’ve decided they were unrelated.
2) While I was driving home the cars in front of me suddenly started breaking. I slammed on my breaks while watching to make sure I wasn’t hit from behind. Trying to see what happened I saw a car pulling off the shoulder on the left and another car facing the wrong direction pulled off to the other shoulder.
3) While I was sitting in the Market Theater watching some folks on state, a guy in a suit with long coat tails and a top hat walked in looking for Jill. Apparently he was with some group that inspects buildings for ghosts and was there to do an investigation and wanted to make sure he had permission. I am not making this up.
Tonight I’ve been thinking about fairness and equality and the weird balance we try to strike between avoiding unfairness and legality. Friendships can be really one-sided if it’s always about one person giving and other receiving. Similarly friendships can lose their ease and genuineness if things disintegrate into making sure things always equal–every gift and dinner invite always being returned.
Diane and I also spend some of our car ride talking about fairness with regards to present-giving in families. When blatent inequalties exist, they are offensive–even if not to us. And yet attempts to avoid the smallest slight (I wanted to say ’slightest slight’ but it sounded weird) case gifts to transform from affection to obligation.
I didn’t mean to dissappear for so long. my intention was for this blog to mirror my other one, so I’ll bring this one up to speed starting now! (I’ll be backdating the ones that happened before now…)
