I wonder where my copy of Boys and Girls has got to..? It must be around somewhere. I always thought The Good Times are Killing Me spoke to me, as well.
Wow, man, I love it when you decide to write. I mean really write. You have a way of weaving unexpected words that I adore. And a way of telling a story which is both rambling and focused, serving up small rich details which please but spur the reader on for more. And the Ella scene will haunt me...
They should've named the Real Bible "Boys and Girls."mwittierApril 15 2006, 04:53:38 UTC
I was lucky enough to see one of the maybe three-and-a-half off-off-B'way productions of The Good Times are Killing Me during its abbreviated run. It were good. Lynda Barry is wonderfully odd. She appeared here at the Guthrie years ago, and she was very charming. She looked at us suspiciously, like we were bugs, which I appreciated a great deal.
Have you ever seen All That Jazz? It's on cable just now, and it's the scene where Roy/Bob is dancing with his daughter (who's maybe eight/nine, I dunno) and she's all precocious and winning; he's trying to carry her out of the dance studio, and she wraps her legs around him backwards, like an inverse crab. Anyway, she reminds me so much of the pictures you've posted of your Miss J. Freakishly so
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I picked #3, the Fantastic Fish.mwittierApril 15 2006, 05:01:14 UTC
I voted on the quarter finally, and it said this at the site:
"Thanks for your patience. The balloting was overly enthusiastic (over 1 million votes cast over the weekend, with more computers voting than people) so we have reset the online vote-counts to zero."
Maybe I'm being dense, but it doesn't seem very democratic to say "we got many, many votes: then we deleted them." Funny, a little perverse, but not democratic.
Also, thanks for reading all of that, and for the compliment.
Thanks. I haven't felt much like posting lately; I have so many unfinished projects, it seems bad & wrong to sit and type on LJ. But then LJ is sort of a permanent unfinished project, too.
How very accomodating, thank you! It's a great entry - especially since I wasn't prepared for it to be this level of depressing. Honestly you write beautifully, as you've no doubt heard countless times from the many screaming chicks itching to get into your pants backstage.
Is that place in Toronto? An acquaintance from university used to do the same thing. He let his fanbase get to his head and it made him behave as if he was highly in demand. Too bad I could never hit that. I wonder if he's still there - I don't know much about how that industry works but if ge got canned to make room for fresher meat, I can picture him devasted.
Have you written things for a living? Cos if not, I'd buy your book if you were considering at least doing it on the side.
I quite wisely don't let screaming people (chicks or otherwise) near my itchy pants.mwittierApril 15 2006, 05:18:44 UTC
The funny thing is I had no idea where I was calling whenever I talked to Michael, really. All he ever said was that he was "in Canada." The site was based in Toronto, but I don't know if the webcam was there, if that makes sense. I do know that it was part of some huge bar complex. And that there was graffiti behind the pink curtains. There was a lot of turnover during the five weeks I paid attention to the site; lots of holes in the schedule where no one showed up. I moved from that apartment and was offline for about a week, and when I came back online, the site was gone, which was probably good
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Thank you, truly. I am generally well and somewhat happier than is typical, because I can work outside again, in the garden. That makes me inordinately reasonable. Anyway, I'm glad you read this stuff, and gladder still that you manage to enjoy it.
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Wow, man, I love it when you decide to write. I mean really write. You have a way of weaving unexpected words that I adore. And a way of telling a story which is both rambling and focused, serving up small rich details which please but spur the reader on for more. And the Ella scene will haunt me...
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Have you ever seen All That Jazz? It's on cable just now, and it's the scene where Roy/Bob is dancing with his daughter (who's maybe eight/nine, I dunno) and she's all precocious and winning; he's trying to carry her out of the dance studio, and she wraps her legs around him backwards, like an inverse crab. Anyway, she reminds me so much of the pictures you've posted of your Miss J. Freakishly so ( ... )
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fantastic stuff.
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"Thanks for your patience. The balloting was overly enthusiastic (over 1 million votes cast over the weekend, with more computers voting than people) so we have reset the online vote-counts to zero."
Maybe I'm being dense, but it doesn't seem very democratic to say "we got many, many votes: then we deleted them." Funny, a little perverse, but not democratic.
Also, thanks for reading all of that, and for the compliment.
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Your Michael seems sooo familiar, ...like so many guys I have known too!
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Is that place in Toronto? An acquaintance from university used to do the same thing. He let his fanbase get to his head and it made him behave as if he was highly in demand. Too bad I could never hit that. I wonder if he's still there - I don't know much about how that industry works but if ge got canned to make room for fresher meat, I can picture him devasted.
Have you written things for a living? Cos if not, I'd buy your book if you were considering at least doing it on the side.
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