Why I Probably Had A Better Day At Work Than You

I saw this woman today.

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Conversation at Work Today

Boss: Do you watch Saturday Night Live?

Me: Yes.

Boss: Do you know Stefon - the character played by Bill Hader?

Me: Yes.

Boss: You remind me of him.

This is Stefon.

I need a haircut.

Things I Wish I Wrote

The Shortest Horror Story Ever Written 

by Frederic Brown

The last man on earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door.

The Dog Days of Veterans Day

It was 6 years ago today that my drama class did a terrible performance to commemorate Veterans Day. It wasn't offensive or anything, it was just skinny misfit kids shooting air rifles and falling dramatically to the ground.

For something more emotionally moving on this day, may I recommend these clips of soldiers returning home and their dogs' spirited reactions. I'm not sure if it's that time of the month or what, but the last one had me misting up. Isn't it just so cool that dogs remember us?

This one is basically a real-life version of the dog from Up!

Listen to those high pitched barks!

♥

Brad and I

I recently saw my first movie alone. I have eaten lunch and gone to concerts alone, but never a movie. Until last Friday.

I found the perfect movie - Moneyball. It had been out in theaters so long that everyone I know had already seen it (and there were good odds I could have a theater all to myself). It's also somewhat artsy, making it feel like a movie that is more OK to see alone than say, Footloose. Plus, as an A's fan I couldn't wait for the DVD release and consider myself a true fan.

I found a matinee that I could go to after work (I only work a half day on Fridays to be clear, I know the experience is not as socially acceptable if you're going alone on a Friday night). Unfortunately, that Friday the 22 minute trip ended up taking 45 minutes (I'm sure some part of hell involves waiting in LA traffic that never moves). I was already 15 minutes late when I arrived, so I hurried to the ticket counter, but my efforts were stymied by two grannies I got stuck behind in line. They had had arrived nearly an hour early to go see Footloose (notice, however, that they weren't alone).

By the time I raced to Theater 6, the movie had already started - the exact opposite of what I wanted (ideally, I would arrive a minute before previews so the lights would go down soon after but not so quick that I couldn't cast a few looks and fake a phone conversation pretending I was waiting on someone...just kidding, I'm not that insecure). I MIGHT HAVE SENT A FAKE TEXT THOUGH

It was so dark that I couldn't see any of the seats in the back section. Knowing if I sat on someone that would be the end of my solo moviegoing experiences, I panicked and sat in the first seat I saw. It ended up being the first seat on the left aisle of the back row of the front section. So everyone saw me come in. And everyone saw I was alone. Here's a graphic representation of what I imagine was going on in there:

Being so close, I had trouble enjoying the movie because my neck was at a 45-degree angle the entire time. Any action that took place on the right side of the screen I basically missed.

One day I'll do something that doesn't leave me soaked, drenched in awkwardness.

Oh Sheep!

This is a Photoshop project I did for class. Look for it at Redbox.

(click on it to see the full size)