And the beat goes on, Matt Smith.
YAY!
Yay, I say.
Today is yay.
I yay today.
And then I realized I'd become a Dr. Seuss poem... and then I became a hermit.
Okay. So that's a worst-case scenario. I'm not a hermit. Sometimes I feel hermitish, though. Which is different from hermitage, which is a word I'd have trouble defining if put on the spot. (Other words I'd have trouble defining: "trouble," "if," and "spot.")
Well, I'm glad to hear you're on board for the fundraiser. It's shaping up to be a swinging shindig, I must say. The more people get involved, the more real it becomes. My brother's a cappella group, DoubleShot, will more than likely be performing. Sean from WhiteMeat is donating some goodies. Danielle C. told me she'll be donating some environmentally fun stuff; Little Lake Theatre is donating tickets. And then, of course, there's the Gab & Autumn contingent. Which is awesome.
Furthermore, yay. I'm totally psyched. (In that early '90s sort of way.)
Til next time,
Meredith
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
There Are A Lot of Roads to Boston. This Is One of Them.
Matt Smith.
Two words: August 26th. Technically speaking, I suppose that's one word and one hyphenated word, but I'm not picky. Are you?
What's August 26th, you might ask? Well, even if you're not curious in the slightest, I'll tell you anyway. Because that's just the type of overachieving, annoying, artsy-fartsy person I am. Yup. All of that. And then some.
August 26th just HAPPENS to be the date of my fundraiser/party/going-away wonderfulness that will be held at the Square Cafe in Regent Square. Of course, I don't know what TIME the whole thing is going to kick off (and by "kick off" I mean "start," not "die"), but that can be solved later.
"What can I do?" you ask? (I thought you'd never ask.)
You can write me a catchy sketch or two that might be performed that night. You can find ways to entertain and amuse all of our mutual friends on that evening. You can write a song to be accompanied by air guitar. You can create a puppet show that involves both lightbulbs and garden hoses. You can lip sync to "Freebird" while standing on your head.
Or... y'know... you could just show up and buy a beer or two.
It's going to be truly kick-ass. (And that's only because Gab Bonesso will be performing.
Oh. And that thing about the lightbulbs and garden hoses? Yeah. Um. It's already on the bill. So get to stitching, Sparky, and I'll bring the puppet theatre.
Word to your mother,
Meredith
Two words: August 26th. Technically speaking, I suppose that's one word and one hyphenated word, but I'm not picky. Are you?
What's August 26th, you might ask? Well, even if you're not curious in the slightest, I'll tell you anyway. Because that's just the type of overachieving, annoying, artsy-fartsy person I am. Yup. All of that. And then some.
August 26th just HAPPENS to be the date of my fundraiser/party/going-away wonderfulness that will be held at the Square Cafe in Regent Square. Of course, I don't know what TIME the whole thing is going to kick off (and by "kick off" I mean "start," not "die"), but that can be solved later.
"What can I do?" you ask? (I thought you'd never ask.)
You can write me a catchy sketch or two that might be performed that night. You can find ways to entertain and amuse all of our mutual friends on that evening. You can write a song to be accompanied by air guitar. You can create a puppet show that involves both lightbulbs and garden hoses. You can lip sync to "Freebird" while standing on your head.
Or... y'know... you could just show up and buy a beer or two.
It's going to be truly kick-ass. (And that's only because Gab Bonesso will be performing.
Oh. And that thing about the lightbulbs and garden hoses? Yeah. Um. It's already on the bill. So get to stitching, Sparky, and I'll bring the puppet theatre.
Word to your mother,
Meredith
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