All in all, everything went well
(c) Cindy Lee – this pic and the one in my pictures section are the only good photos I got (send me some if you’ve got)
Despite the weather and a few hiccups ahead of time, the show went well. All-in-all, I was surprised at who came and who didn’t. Quite an eye-opener.
Still, we had laughs, we had rum, what could be bad? OK, I did send a drunken text to Blue Jean Eyes, but besides that, what could be bad? (Oh, like you’ve never done that).
Wish I had more pictures but I was far too comfortably numb to remember to take any.
We’re still working on editing the show somewhat for public distribution on Saturday so please do check in with us then?
Was thinking about my post from yesterday. You know, even if I did take this blog down and delete everything I could, I’ve still got all the online stuff I’ve done with Rain. I’d have to kill him to erase everything about me.
And we all know that I’d be the first guy the rollers would look for if he had any type of “accident.”
On that note, if anything ever happens to me, look for someone that looks like this:
Yeah…that’s the guy, officer.
That’s the guy.
Location: @8:45PM, going 80 on the 495
Music: boy Why don’t you go down Find somebody Find somebody else
A lot’s happened and it’s only Monday
Someone just sang to me. It was very sweet. It just happened so I guess I’ll write about it later.
Spent the day returning to my normal life. Last week was…interesting, to say the least. I think my earliest night ended at 1 AM. Here’s a brief recap:
- Had dinner on Tuesday with a potential candidate for NYS Senator – I’m going to be his internet strategist.
- Was out until 3AM drinking rum in the middle of the week with the third ranked amateur middleweight NHB fighter in the country. The night ended when we tried to pick fights with bigger people (ok, that didn’t happen – but just imagine!)
- Traveled upstate to visit a burned out building and a vast tract of land.
- Spent four hours in the gym in one day.
- Slept a total of 30 hours for the week.
- Got elbowed in the head (accident) and I actually saw those birds you see in the cartoons.
Quite a week – it’s only Monday and I’ve already a song in my head.
Wonder what’s in store for me this week?
Location: @11:36 PM yest., on the phone in my pad, listening
Music: It’s bad enough we get along so well
Won’t be seeing her around
I cut my hair finally because we shot all my scenes for 72nd to Canal. Psyched. I hated that haircut.
To continue in the vein of my Monday post, my friends have been mocking me incessantly about how I hold my left hand when I stand. It’s worse when I’m out and about.
I never noticed it until they mentioned it. I think it’s because of my fencing class because I don’t do it with my right hand.
Speaking of my fencing class, I met this brown-eyed girl outside of it whom I’m sure is from NJ:
Her: (concerned and eyeing what’s in my hand) I’m sorry, do you live here?
Me: No, I take a fencing class here. Don’t worry, it’s not real.
Her: (relieved) Oh, that’s great, do you like it?
(15 minutes of conversation later)
Me: I’m sorry, this is going to sound like a weird question, but are you a vegetarian?
Her: (laughing) That is a weird question! I’m actually a pescatarian, that means…
Me: (nodding) …you only eat fish. Right.
Her: I’d better let you get to your class, Logan. See you around?
Me: See you around, Jen.
I won’t be seeing Jen around.
Location: on a green twin-sized bed
Music: faded jeans I hope you get your dreams Just go ahead
Tequila is not your friend; rum is your friend
It started going downhill when Mikey bought a round.
- Post a pic and edit this entry tomorrow.
- Rum is your friend.
- Tequila is not your friend.
- Buy a new hat.
- Tequila is not your friend.
I feel terrible.
However, I did manage to find my hat. Also made another related post and an unrelated post.
Location: at home, drinking lots of water
Music: The devil is alive I feel him breathin’