makes me tired just thinking about it...
what makes me tired just thinking about it? work? eating? interacting with annoying people? unwrapping baked potatoes from aluminum foil?
regardless of what it is, that's not the point of the title of this entry. i was talking to sarah the other day and she said something about her 'being tired just thinking about it' and it reminded me of my only line in an old church musical/play way back when i was in elementary school in bismarck, north dakota. i actually had several lines, but it was the same statement over and over again with no variation:
"makes me tired just thinking about it"
now, i was pretty young then, and apparently didn't know much about dry humor or any of that stuff. i just couldnt understand why every time i said my line everyone started laughing...i think i actually started crying after a rehearsal at one point. yeah, pretty sad...but you can laugh, its ok. i think someone later told me that it was supposed to be funny and that's why people were laughing, but i still had my suspicions. to this day amongst all my "biting sarcasm" (as has been described by many friends, old and new) that line is emblazoned on my memory, it was probably my first entry into dry humor/sarcasm, and i didnt even know it. so yeah, i'm basically a product of that church play. oh yeah, i think there was also some added humor to it since i was the pastor's son. either way, i definitely plan on reincorporating this line into my everyday conversations, so be ready...and if i say it to you, it probably means we should change the subject, change the venue, or change conversational companions.
on an unrelated note, i want to say that i was VERY impressed with my parents when we all went to red hawk on saturday (well, rachel was missing from the family outing, but this has been the general trend as of late). i introduced my mom and dad to "jamaica hell fire" sauce and how you could put it on fries, sandwhiches, or into iced tea. ok that last one was not attempted. eventually we managed to finish off more than half of the bottle amongst the three of us. i will also add that sarah, who is a wimpier indian (AJ also falls into this category, and if rachel ever shows up again, she will be retested and inevitably lumped into this group as well) did NOT choose to use the hell fire sauce except for with a couple fries. maybe next time.
ok it's time for bed. remember that batman begins comes out on dvd tomorrow, and we are still planning to head out to see Saw II next weekend en force. i believe those are all the important announcements for tonight. oh yeah, and the apartment is now back to smelling normal and very clean...as punishment for yesterday's noxious incident damon was forced to eat 10 of the fish food sticks that caused the problem from his unauthorized feeding of my fishes. i don't think he'll do that again. <:><
regardless of what it is, that's not the point of the title of this entry. i was talking to sarah the other day and she said something about her 'being tired just thinking about it' and it reminded me of my only line in an old church musical/play way back when i was in elementary school in bismarck, north dakota. i actually had several lines, but it was the same statement over and over again with no variation:
"makes me tired just thinking about it"
now, i was pretty young then, and apparently didn't know much about dry humor or any of that stuff. i just couldnt understand why every time i said my line everyone started laughing...i think i actually started crying after a rehearsal at one point. yeah, pretty sad...but you can laugh, its ok. i think someone later told me that it was supposed to be funny and that's why people were laughing, but i still had my suspicions. to this day amongst all my "biting sarcasm" (as has been described by many friends, old and new) that line is emblazoned on my memory, it was probably my first entry into dry humor/sarcasm, and i didnt even know it. so yeah, i'm basically a product of that church play. oh yeah, i think there was also some added humor to it since i was the pastor's son. either way, i definitely plan on reincorporating this line into my everyday conversations, so be ready...and if i say it to you, it probably means we should change the subject, change the venue, or change conversational companions.
on an unrelated note, i want to say that i was VERY impressed with my parents when we all went to red hawk on saturday (well, rachel was missing from the family outing, but this has been the general trend as of late). i introduced my mom and dad to "jamaica hell fire" sauce and how you could put it on fries, sandwhiches, or into iced tea. ok that last one was not attempted. eventually we managed to finish off more than half of the bottle amongst the three of us. i will also add that sarah, who is a wimpier indian (AJ also falls into this category, and if rachel ever shows up again, she will be retested and inevitably lumped into this group as well) did NOT choose to use the hell fire sauce except for with a couple fries. maybe next time.
ok it's time for bed. remember that batman begins comes out on dvd tomorrow, and we are still planning to head out to see Saw II next weekend en force. i believe those are all the important announcements for tonight. oh yeah, and the apartment is now back to smelling normal and very clean...as punishment for yesterday's noxious incident damon was forced to eat 10 of the fish food sticks that caused the problem from his unauthorized feeding of my fishes. i don't think he'll do that again. <:><
random pic:
spotted gar, Lepisosteus oculatus
spotted gar, Lepisosteus oculatus
posted by Solomon at 12:18 AM
4 Comments:
hahaha.
i am not a 'wimpy' indian. although i will say that picture is hilarious.
well i don't really know why i decided to comment, i have nothing noteworthy to say....hey, its just like my blog!
okay that's all.
*SD
i'm not a wimpy indian either!!! the hot pepper incident IS on tape, ya know...
I was in a school musical once, but Mrs. Berry (berry frightening lady) wanted me to split the solo (haha no pun intended) with this girl named "Sommer" (you think the spelling error was intentional? If you knew the girl you'd realize that it probably was an accident)
Anyways, the thought of sharing a solo was ridiculous to me. I mean it's SOLO not bi-solo? So I gathered my equally mean friends and we cornered Sommer and went on and on about how berry frightening it would be to be on stage, with a berry large audience and a berry judgemental 5th grade class. The teacher: berry mad. And I had to split the solo...we won't go into how berry strongly I felt about that!
Side note:I can't take this whole subsitution for very anymore, I was testing myself..I have this crazy aunt that does that sort of thing all of the time. She also gives everything an acronymn. Like Let's get lunch: LGL! It's always enthusiastic or emphatic or exclamatic, too. Never something like my brother died: MBD :(
I liked your picture selection for elementary school, nice choice. Family guy has a good joke in an episode about aUnt farms (intentional)Also enjoyed that bat.
New suggestions for costume:
Bat
Berry
Summer...
I think some nacho cheese is spicy. Good thing I'm not Indian. Then again, people think I'm not white so maybe I should try and reach out to other cultures and embrace them, so that I can accurately fit the many stereotypes I'm given.
I have a dinner/movie date to see Saw2. I think it's going to be canceled because I'm kind of talking to one of his friends and he doesn't know it yet, but wish me luck anyways!
j-i'm not a playa i just crush a lot
j-berry,
you really went on a roll with those comments (somewhat reminiscent of what you did with sarah's LJ)! and here i thought i'd have to come up with an entry of my own tonight, but i may just repost your comments, we'll see - they'll at least make a nice addition. our Saw II plans are an open invite at this point, so you can always go with us and bring both of your dates and maybe even sarah (aka StD to you). <:><
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