Friday, July 31, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
And the Canadian one created by me and a few octopus friends -
I have no further word on the subject, by one of my octopus friends, conviently named CALVIN, has one word for you...
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
The front of the shirt, a picture of Heath. LIM = Live in Memory. It has the date of his birth... and his death. Below is a quote from Heath which I love! And, of course, the font is childish because of his playful ways and purple because it was his favorite color. Plus, I LOVE that picture!
The back of the shirt, a collage of Heath photos. Beneath the collage it says 'Wish You Were Here'. 'Wish You Were Here' is a song by Pink Floyds, one of Heath's favorites. They played this, along with a few other favorites of his, at his funeral... but I figured it would go well, since I do wish he was here.
I miss Heath... always will. XD
Okay, you may now applaud. *bow to the left* *bow to the right* *bow to the center* You must adore my creativity, and my stroke of genius that, after it struck me, just kept on going... YAY! Love the shirt, love the man, love life! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!
TEEN IDOL: I prefer to think of the 'J' as Jackson, Johnny, Jackman, Jasper... you get the point.
TV: iCarly is a ridiculously funny show that I enjoy watching.
PATRIOTIC: Yay, America!
BANDS/MUSICIANS: And I prefer to think of THIS one as either Jasper (Jazz is his nickname) or the style of music.
FUNNY: I just HAD to put this Alice in Wonderland one on here. Even though I said I would only do one per category, there's another FUNNY one at the bottom, that I just HAD to post, knowing Cal, along with an animals one that goes along with it.
BABY & BIRTHDAY: I wasn't sure which one I was going to do for BABY & BIRTHDAY... They're mostly newborn baby stuff... but then I saw this, and I thought of my Heath... So, here you go, my tiny unnamed button tribute to my Heath.
SPORTS: I'm not the biggest sports fan (I prefer to either play or watch in person, TV seems more boring for some reason), but I am a Red Sox fan, and this button blinks, so it caught my interest. XD
RELIGIOUS: Okay, so I'm not a very religious person, but I said I would do a button from each category, so here it is - It's like you sneezed! XD
ANIMALS: Save the Ice Bear!
WILD AND CRAZY (from the Button Grabbag): Just for you, Wings!
ACCESSORIZE (Buttons and Pins As Accessories): Pretty in plastic... snap-on plastic buttons, that is! LOL I crack myself up... But, apparently, only myself...
And now, the two I promised you, Cal!
The Funny One
The Animals One
And there you have it! Happy TT (as Brian Miller would say)! Have a super fantastic week! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
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Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
^The Original Post^
- Brian Miller
- Cracked Like An Egg
- Lisa Mynx (even though she doesn't do this sort of thing)
- Dave Lowe
Thanks! Ice Bear approves. XD
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Theme Thursday this week is shoes. I missed it... awww, even though it's Wednesday, I don't have the time. Byee!
I also thought of you when I saw a Froot Loops commerical with a Froot Octopus. XD
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness said...
That is hilarious. I have finally broken through to the mainstream. See, from now on when you think of cats or octopii you will think of me. That is a great memorial for anyone. Thanks for the post. I can't be any more famous! And you have also exposed the evil lurking in my box of Froot Loops. Young Lady you have done many good deeds today.
July 17, 2009 5:18 PM
CAL'S RESPONDING BLOG:
One of the things I love best about my blogging is that I get to meet great people who are not only interesting characters themselves but who recognize the magic that is ME! So thank you Nicole for her latest post about me. She not only exposed my awesomeness to pop culture but exposed the evile octopus lurking in my box of Froot Loops cereal and THAT is a gift to the world.
And so, I return your thanks, Cal, and hope that whenever you see Johnny Depp or whatevs you think of moi! XD
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Deep breath. In and out. I peek around the corner through the door - the director, standing there, introducing the audience to himself and the performance. We wait anxiously, fidgeting, whispering to each other. Shhhh! We don't want to shhhh.... We're too nervous. Shhhh!!! Fine, whatever. We shuffle around, fixing our costumes, flexing and unflexing our fingers. Pulling at little threads. All of a sudden, the lights go out. The director walks by - Break a Leg, he tells us. Yeah, we'll try, we respond uncertainly. The stage manager pushes us out - we stumble into each other, but file onto the stage. Taking our places in the dark - nervous, shifting, not supposed to move. The music starts playing - how did they find such great music? It fits well.
I lean onto my prop, and stare into the eyes of the actor next to me. He stares back and smiles reassuringly. I smile, and he nods slightly. The music ends and the spotlight hits the actor stumbling across the stage and the actress narrating his actions. He trips off the stage and the lights all turn on. Noise erupts from all around me - the actor staring into my eyes converses with those around him, and the girl next to him gazes at him longingly. I sigh, and smack my cane on the ground. Nobody looks, just as we rehearsed. They are acting like animals! I yell at them, and smack my cane again. They look up at me, noise ceased. I take a deep breath, and begin my speech.
They look at me, giving me hints under their breath as to slow down, speak up, or if I forget something. Every once in a while, there is a noise, and I snap them a look, just as we rehearsed. Did I forget my glasses? I did. Oh. My speech inspires the characters - noises explode out of them every once in a while, and I must silence them, just as we rehearsed. My speech ends, and I sing. I walk around them, singing to them, and then - a gunshot. We scramble back to our places to sleep - to hide. Can my character make it? Nope - my character dies. That's unfortunate - too bad for them.
I skitter off the stage for my costume change - not enough people for all these characters, some people need more than one. I need three, apparently. I rip off my costume and dress into a new ensemble. The makeup artists rush at me - There you are! Where were you? We've been waiting! - and attack me with various uncomfortable products. I pull on my boots, strap on my hat, grab my prop and rush to the back of the theater. The others are waiting - all but one. Where is she? She has an even worse costume change - rough. She suddenly scrambles around the corner and takes her place. We watch for our cue, then rush into the theater, shouting, props flailing, guns blazing, just as we rehearsed. Attacking the characters I was just inspiring. What a strange twist. The characters turn on us - we run, screaming, from the theater.
I dart down the hall and change into my final costume. The makeup artists are back - There you are! Where were you? We've been waiting! - and try to take all the two or three layers of makeup I have on, off. We're running out of time, and we give up. Just pile on another layer or two - have fun washing this off later! Thanks, replied dryly. Sighing, trying to calm myself. Makeup piled on my face - I don't even look human. Plan 9 from Outer Space, anyone? I tie up my boots, pull on a new hat - I love this hat -, set up my suspenders - I still wear those - and start running back down the hall once more. People cheering - part of the show. We rehearsed this. I stop and cheer with them, then continue on my way. Running through my lines... A whisper. Your on soon... go now!
I stumble into the theater and the spotlight hits me. I stroll down the aisle, shouting the lines for all to hear. I stomp up the stairs, onto the stage, and pace around, reciting the words just as we rehearsed. A voice shouts from backstage - a response to a question my character asked. Did I forget a line? Did I forget a word? I think I did... Darn. My solo stage performance coming to a close, I walk to the spot where I am supposed to end my speech - just as I practiced - and the other actors walk on stage. The characters are supposed to be at a formal gathering - ties, tuxes, dresses, the works. I get a wine glass handed to me - iced tea is inside. Yuck. Glad I don't have to drink this. We go through our lines and raise our glasses. We fall back and converse, just as we rehearsed. The actor next to me downs his iced tea and we trade glasses. Downs that one, too. Thirsty much? Stage lights are hot - too much time on stage. I get it.
We walk off the stage to a round of applause - all of a sudden, the lights are on. That's not supposed to happen. We freeze mid-stride and look at the audience. We didn't rehearse this! What do we do now? We stop and talk to each other as the characters - nothing happened. The lights go off. Sigh of relief. We rush off the stage - back into our lines outside the door. New music starts - we go out onto the stage and bow, just as we rehearsed. Screaming when our favorites come out and bow - hilarious! Everyone looks to me, and I present the crew. They follow suit - just as we rehearsed. We run out of things to do, and it ends.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
100 Monkeys is an improv band - very good. Visit their site - http://www.100monkeysmusic.com/. Gotta love this band!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
(sorry, I had to)
What would you do?
Saturday, July 4, 2009
I SAW PUBLIC ENEMIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
^The best of the posters, the best character in the movie, and the best actor in the movie, he did a phenomenal job.^
^His role was smaller than I thought, but a good role and a good job nonetheless.^
^ She's pretty, and a great actress. ^
Thursday, July 2, 2009
- Thanks for the return shout out. I gave you the award because I totally enjoy the way that you write. I have taught lots of English to lots of kids and the ones that are any good at expressing themselves at your age are rarer than a monkey riding unicorn. Doing your blog will only make you a better writer. Then will come the day when your screenplay gets made into a hit movie and you will thank your friend Calvin during your Oscar acceptance speech. Then will come fame and riches and I will get to live in your pool house with your father because we will need 24 hour care by that time.
- Here's to having great dreams and following them through. Its what makes life truly worth living. I am always amazed at how good your writing is at your age - you have a gift for capturing the topic and keeping the reader interested. The scary thing is that you will only get better at it the more you compose. Hope you are at the beginning of your best summer ever.
Yeah, Cal is weird, but he's got long paragraphs on how awesome I am!
- Well, you know what I (and others here) think of your performance: Excellent! Amazing work indeed, you blew us all away. :)
- Okay, well, I don't have any plans to read the books. But one never knows, so I won't be reading. Knowing your talent with creative writing, I am sure it is good. And that is the truth, whether we are related or not! :)
Wings' comments are short and to the point, and they always make me smile. =D
- Boom shacka lacka! Thanks for the mention. no really, you are awesome! smiles. will pass along the awesomeness!
- ok, thats a freaky horse.sounds like you have some fun plans. Camden Yards is a great ballpark, so you will have a blast even if the game does not go your way. should not be hard with the O's though. Theres a lot to do at the harbor as well. have a great summer! oh and happy TT! lol.
Brian Miller always has something strange to say and something interesting to tell me!Like I said before, thanks alot, guys! Your comments always make me smile!