I say a oh-my and a boo-hoo

       Good lord, it's been a long time since I've updated. I'd like to say it's because I've been so busy but really, I keep forgetting. Work is wearing the hell out of me and I seem to plop myself down whenever I get free time. Down time has become just that. I suppose I should pick up right after I left off. Pittsburgh.
       Pitt was pretty laid back. A bit more lax than I expected but it was nice all the same. Al and I got to do nearly everything we wanted. The one thing that we didn't get to do was confront Kate or, as it turns out other people also know her as, Psycho Kate. I know so many people that I find I need to add qualifiers to their names in order to let people know who I'm talking about. It's always so comforting to find other people using the same adjectives to group the people you know. We both wanted to see her at Hillel and confront her. Alas, she did now show. Perhaps it was because she read my announcement about being there in my blog, but to assume that would be to presume too much. All I know is that I regret not being able to tell her the real reason I didn't get to spend all my time with her that special night at Hillel last year. The rest of the visit was fine. Oh, I nearly forgot. On the way there we found out that Allison's car's gas meter does not change while driving. And when you see cars chug to a stop after running out of gas, well, it really works like that.
       The rest of my life has been the usual: comics, books, movies, work. I've finished off the Marvel at work, almost all the DC and almost all the graphic novels too. NYX sucks. Superman: Birthright was surprisingly good. I don't think that there's anything good out about the mutant academy and the X-Men are really losing their edge. But that's ok because apparently Marvel is now publishing The End of their universe, where all the mutants die. Good for them. The new Potter was great. In fact, I think that this Wednesday I'm going to see it on I-Max. RENT was terrible. Worse than I was expecting. Chris Columbus: just when you give us hope that you'll go through a renaissance you manage to push out the most amateur work yet.  And yes, I am looking at Home Alone.  The script pacing, the faux dialog, the "establishing long shot, pan and scan interior shot" formula.  It was bad.  And cutting out songs that were on the movie soundtrack from the movie?  That's just bizarre.
       I could go on for pages just on the customers at work.  I'll just do a summary, though.  The majority of people in the world are at least borderline retarded.  I've been asked for help and then physically pushed out of the way so the customer can pick up the wrong item twice.  I've been cursed out by an old lady for politely telling her that she's not allowed behind the registers.  As an open letter to all book shoppers everywhere I submit the following:
                                          Please stop.  It doesn't matter what.  Just stop it.  It's most likely the wrong thing to do.
       I think I'm going to call it quits for the night.  Time to pack for Atlantic City, pop some pills and get to bed.  I have plenty more anecdotes but when I don't write in (blog-relative) eral time they just sort of fade out.  I'll work on that.  Till then, please stop shopping anywhere.  Give us all a break in retail.  Just... build something out of paper-mache.  Write a poem.  Wait, don't write a poem.  Make something out of duct-tape and be all "original".  Just don't shop.

PITTSBURGH

       I will be in Pittsburgh. All day Friday through Monday afternoon. I expect much partying. Beakniks/Porch-folk, this means you. Jews, you too! Comment/respond post-haste. Drop a line and tell me when you guys want to rock out with your socks out. Beaks, how does Saturday night look?

Shorty

       Today I had someone ask for a bunch of out of print books (that they knew were out of print) by Friday.  I also had a teacher request the text she is teaching from.  Her first class is tomorrow.  In retaliation to stupidity I found my Freddy scripts and banged out a new strip.  Freddy and the Scream is back.
      

      

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All in a days work...

       So we got in these official lightsaber replicas at work.  They have motion sensors to make noises when you hold it still, swing it or hit something.  Full length "blade" that powers up and down.  It's fucking sweet.  I got into 3 duels before my lunch.  Yeah, pretty fucking sweet...

Update from the whirl of words

       This is more of an update than a post, really.  I've been wracking my brains for a one act to submit to PlayOffs.  As much as I hate to admit it, I really want to win.  Stupid people trying to help me out.  Damn you all!  But yeah, the winner gets rehearsal space and a (tiny) budget to do a production for finals.  And the winner of that wins (a tiny) $100.  More than that, though, anyone chosen to participate gets full casting and directing control.  That would be a nice something to have under my belt.
       On another creative note I just found my Freddy and the Scream portfolio.  That means I have scripts again!  More Freddy soon to come!  I've gotten a couple of complaints/requests for them but I didn't know what I had planned.  Sorry guys.  Now I have the whole plot back and you'll be seeing strips popping up once more.
       Let's see.  Play contest, Freddy comics...  I still have a few fiction submissions floating around out there but worst comes to worst I can crawl back to the Cerebral Catalyst for some more credits.  Kidding, really.  Because I love.  Oh!  I bought a pirate coat.  Should be here by Friday.  I got it online but saw it in a costume shop toady in the color I ordered: burgundy.  It looks nice.  I will be one mighty fine Captain Hook.  I wanted to go as Hook pre hand cutting incident but Allison says no one will get it.  And if anyone wants to buy me a present, get me this.
       I guess that's all to say.  I told you it was more of an update than a real post.  Just saying that I've come up with material, not what the material actually is.  Thank you and good night.

The write stuff

       So, I've decided to start writing more.  This is a bit of necessity from two places.  One, i need to write.  It's why I switched majors to it, it's why I put the screw to my high school way back when.  It's what I do.... it's who I am.  Two, I'm gonna try to bang out a one act for this competition.  And it's come to my attention that in order to write I can't involve myself in politics.  It's either fiction of gonzo for me.  I gotta pick one.
       It's junk culture and society for me.  Anything but world affairs.  And that means Degrassi.  Thank god I get Fridays are since next Friday is the start of the new season.  No more shame.  I love Degrassi.  Deal with it.  And I love Jae, my Degrassi slut. 
       Ok, so the reason for the Degrassi harping is that there's a special behind the scenes thing of it on right now.  Also, Jae was rejecting America and China just to be sent to Canada to learn the ways of Degrassi.  And I have to say, the writers are actually pretty together on this show.  They're talking about these rules that they have that really help it even though it's not so obvious when watching.  They are forbidden to write a scene in which there are adults talking without any kids present.  Kids have to solve the issues.  And even though the rules are for high school soap it makes for good soap.  I know it's not Shakespeare, but if they tried to make it as high as that then it would be a terrible kid's soap. These guys really know how to write their form.  Kudos to them.
       In the vein of bad (subjectively), does anyone else miss Just Deal?  With Kaylee?  Just me?  Ok.

       I have actually been having ideas recently.  For stories and whatnot.  Characters pop up, plots.  Even little narrative strains.  And they come when I'm not popping pills, which is the second best part!  The best is that the ideas come at all.  I went through a few months of dry mindedness.  I don't want to jinx it, but I have fodder now.  In fact, I think I'm going to go off and start on a new story right now. 

       One last Degrassi note.  What ever happened to Spinner's sister?

A meme is born

       Now you can hate like a local... anywhere in the world!  This is what the internet was made for.  Other than porn.  Funny note:  I stumbled on this while trying to find the right spelling of kike (either kike or kyke).  What I found was an education.