Monday, January 23, 2006

And Then Suddenly Nothing Happened...

Hello Internet! I assume that no real human being is still reading this nonsense after my complete neglect of the blog for so long, so I might as well address the internet as an entity in and of itself. I'm back in school and that's exciting, taking Economics and French (my major and minor, respectively), supplemented with piano lessons (starting tommorow) and a racquetball class (starting today), to meet a #@*!** physical education requirement. Marvelous. My econ and french classes all seem pretty fun thus far, although the workload promises to be challenging. I just have to fight the onslaught of senioritis when it arrives. On the bright side, I got the opportunity to perform a song that I wrote called "Stilettos" over the weekend, backed up by bandmates Josh and Noah on drums and guitar, and I happen to have pictures (as usual, courtesy of Jonathan Walker). The pink shirt and cowboy hat can be explained by the fact that it's sort of a silly attempt at a country song (a genre that I still do not listen to), and I was trying to be in character. I was fairly happy with the results of the experiment, due almost entirely to my being backed by the right musicians. I myself didn't do as well as I would have liked, but the audience responded favorably, and we all had a great time, so I'm satistfied. The lights get darker sometimes, but not so much that you'd really think to mention it. It's more the kind of dimming where you look around to see if anyone else has that same dumb look on their face that you do, and if at least one person does, then you might venture to say "Ok, did it just get dimmer in here?" Naturally, you say it in such a way as to imply that you merely thought it did, you really aren't quite sure at all, because if you commit yourself to the idea that the lights did in fact get suddenly dimmer, then if no one else noticed it they might abandon all that they previously knew about you (that is that you are a generally sane and well-adjusted sort), and begin to beleive that you're completely bananas. Yup, can't have that happening, not over a loose wire in the lighting, anyways. If everyone really is going to think you're crazy, might as well be because you do things that really are crazy, like call everyone you talk to Reginald, and use their name (that is, Reginald) at least once per sentence in which you speak to them. That would be really good for a laugh, if you really wanted everyone to think you're crazy. Wouldn't you agree, Reginald? Crazy or not I wish you a good week, Reginald, and I hope that next week at this time we shall have another one of these little chats.

5 comments:

Lindsey said...

those pics are beautiful, you look good in pink :)

on a similar fashion note....glasses....tee hee hee...although I'm sure you look cute in those too.

D.Cous. said...

Glasses? I don't get it. I mean, you look great in glasses, but I think I'd just look even sillier than I do in pink.

Lindsey said...

it seems I need to leave more of a hint...

racquetball glasses....

hee hee hee.

PS. thanks for saying I look great in glasses. I was bemoaning them last night. They're super old. Now that I'm rich (uh, or at least...employed), I kind of want new ones. Maybe horn rims...

D.Cous. said...

Ah yes, how could I forget? Not to worry, I'm sure you'll never let me. I cannot stress enough the fact that in my first game ever my opponent actually got hit in the eye with the ball (I swear, not my fault), which I assume is why the school requires them.Then again, there's not much in the way of racqetball or sports in general that I don't look really stupid doing.

Maggie&Suzie said...

hi handsome. love the pix, and the sexy pink shirt :D too bad no one could see the matching boxes huh? :D by the by, call me next time you have a gig, i'd love to come. good post. glad you're back in the swing of things. hope you can ward off senioritis long enough to pass your racquetball class -goggles and all. :D you're a hoot reginald. stay out of trouble reginald. post more often reginald. etc. love ya!