"Sorry I didn't stay very long, it's just that your friends are kind of intense and all of them are always trying to be the center of attention. I just couldn't handle it."
This was an interesting observation made by my little bro.
I think we just need a little more validation than most. What we do isn't easy and we want to know it's worth it. We seem to have a need for constant validation/inspiration/motivation.
Here's something that inspired me recently:
Oh, just changing the oil in my scooter.
No, I did it myself.
Yeah, the box end of a 17mm combination wrench.
Well I found the torque wrench box, but not the torque wrench, so just hand tight, then a little bit further.
A couple of drops, but it was my first time.
Well thank you. Yeah now I think I'll go grill some meat or hit some stuff or something.
The mullet? ...
Oh! It's for a movie I auditioned for. Yeah, still waiting to hear back.
This is the teaser of the Jose Luis episode I was in. You only see me briefly, and you don't see me get tackled - which is a shame - but you kind of get the idea. Jose Luis episodes aren't online - which is also a shame - or I would post the whole thing. Regardless, enjoy:
On the way to work this morning I almost ran over a squirrel on my scooter. It was odd to see him almost go under my tire, but stop abruptly at the last second and squeak in terror.
I HATE dreams that involve bugs. Dream bugs are never normal. They're huge, or numerous as the sands of the sea, or terrifying, or gross. Sometimes they're all of the above. *shudder*
I went to Urth Caffe for lunch with a friend. Best food I've had since coming to town. Go. Eat the flour-less chocolate cake. Testify.
Did you know that you can use Cascade dishwashing soap to whiten your whites? It's the gospel truth.
I work at a call center these days. A lot of the people I call have very Christian messages on their answering machines. i.e quoting scriptures or saying things like "have a blessed day." I 100% admire their fearlessness. I really like that it's just part of who they are. I want to be more like that.
I read "The Mystery of Edwin Drood" by Charles Dickens. I didn't realize until after I had finished the book that he died before completing it. I was confused for a second.
This weekend marks the 1-year anniversary of the time my phone fell out of a bus while travelling down a busy highway to an amusement park. I'm celebrating by going to Disneyland. This year I'm hoping for 0 technologial casualties.
The Utah Shakespeare Festival just announced its 2012 season. Among other shows it looks as though they're doing The Drowsy Chaperone. When I read that my heart skipped a beat. I wonder - if I started a Facebook campaign a la Betty White for SNL, would they let me do the show?