As a result of this possibly pointless fear, I am making a post.

Live in Portland ME? No?

oh.

Well.

I won't tell you about the Portland Improv Festival in two weeks.

Or the invitation only performance that the Portland Improv Experience is putting on next week.

Because since you don't live in Portland ME it really is not relevant.

I caved and got Twitter a few weeks back, mostly to keep up to date on Venture Bros news. But as it exists, I may as well alert others to it's presence:

http://twitter.com/Scribdecahedron

Also I hate the term "Tweet."

The other day I went to a dollar store, and as I was perusing the isles I came across a packet claiming to contain 18 capsules that when submerged in water would suddenly transform into sea creatures. Now I remember these capsules from my childhood. I would go into CVS and see them, but was always told that they were a waste of money and as such ( Read more... )

A lyric which I came across recently, which is both relevant to a situation or two and which generally strikes my fancy ( Read more... )

It's a thing. Fill it out if you would like. I would do so for you.

http://kevan.org/johari?name=Scribs

I may or may not know how to make links.

But the smart money is on not.

I stand at a window wearing a reversable sweater jacket and look out through the blinds at a group of teenagers in the street and think "they look like they are up to no good."

Well, I'm off, if not to fame and glory, at least to Flint. There's a Minor League Football team what needs coaching, and I'm the wrong man for the job. In the words of Brother Tavolo, "Let's do it!"

So apparently the Theatre students who were asked if they wanted to be clowns and gypsies for Centralhallapalooza declined, who would have thought it? So what should they do instead...

I know! Lets get the whole campus drunk, and then let them ride an elephant. Nothing whatsoever could go wrong with this plan...

Baby bub, Sister bub,
Tickle Fight, Clarence/Petunia,
Kissing, Stinky Clarence,
Park, Movie Theatre,
Molester Clarence,
Don't go away.

Pauly Shore or no, here I go. It's time to convince them that I am a nerd incapable of coaching a football team, but deluded enough to think I could. I think this is well within my abilities.