What can you do on Thursday, December 10th, at 3 o'clock in the afternoon?

Well, there's a reading of my play.

SPLINTERS

The gripping story of a family torn apart in the wake of a kidnapping.

Directed by Davis McCallum


Thursday, December 10th at 3pm

New York Theatre Workshop
83 E. 4th St., 3rd Floor

RSVP to celise.kalke@woodruffcenter.org

Sometimes I get home on Monday and my brain can only handle things like this:

This is surely some kind of hell

I've been cleaning out/importing a lot of music onto my computer after discovering a shoebox full of unlabeled CDs inside of a larger box full of cables, power cords and other computer accoutrements. There's music I forgot I had, music I forgot I loved, music I'm not sure... why I loved.

And there was this. An instrumental something or other (off a soundtrack?) that is so familiar to me, but I cannot place. It was on a mix CD that I used to play when I was driving in VA, but no other tracks on that CD are related to this one. I have no idea what it is. Explosions in the Sky? I don't think so... but maybe? Basically it is going to drive me nuts until I figure it out.

UPDATE: WHAT IS IT. WHAT. IS IT.

UPDATE UPDATE: Broken Social Scene. Phew.

Neat

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A story stolen, sort of from my parents

Who started dating in high school. (Except, of course, I've bastardized this story to make it sort of pathetic, and in real-life, well, it probably wasn't. Sorry, Dad! Haha.)


TIM (50s)
I remember one time when I was in high school, I had a big crush on-- well, I guess we were actually dating at that point, so I don't know if you still call it a crush when you're actually dating, even though, man, I was really into that girl. Tracy Hughes. She was just-- I don't know. Something about that girl. I was hooked. One time we were at the pool-- everyone spent every day of summer at the pool. Cheapest thing to do when there was nothing else to do, and there wasn't usually a lot else to do. So we were at the pool this one day and I got it into my head that I was gonna dive off the high dive-- not just the high dive, but the highest dive, see there were three of 'em and one was high and one was higher and then there was the highest dive and that's the one I decided to dive off of. And I waited til everyone was watching-- I waited til Tracy Hughes was watching-- and then I leaped off the high dive-- the highest dive-- and I smacked down flat on the water. Belly flop. Most painful-- I think my stomach must've been bright red after that. And everyone was laughing and I was just... humiliated. Beyond humiliated. And I swam over to the side of the pool and I looked up at Tracy Hughes and her face was bright red too. Bright as the bright red on my stomach I'd say.

DENNY (21)
How come?

TIM
Guess she was embarrassed. We were dating then, see, and I had embarrassed myself in front of everyone and so I had embarrassed Tracy Hughes in front of everyone too.

DENNY
Oh.

TIM
See, it's really hard to like a girl the same amount that she likes you. It's more or less, and if it's more, then usually a part of you realizes that it's more and then you try to do all sorts of things to make up for the fact that you like that girl a lot more than she likes you. And usually the things you start to do are stupid things because you're trying to impress her, but usually those things don't impress her and they just end up embarrassing her or confusing her or freaking her out a little bit. And you don't want to do that.

(A beat.)

DENNY
I feel like I always like girls more than they like me.

So this is how my boss and I spent a small chunk of work today

Translation Party

I hate that when Isherwood actually LIKES a new play (by a woman), I feel like my world has turned upside down and I have no idea what to think.