Tuesday, October 26, 2004
i apologize for the lack of inciteful and lengthy blogs as of late.
lately the most exciting thing that is happening to me daily is where i chose to eat for lunch.
it was KFC today.
ahem.
i was kinda bummed that nobody guesse what my first record was. not too bummed, just a leetle.
matt was kinda close when he guessed "morris day and the mother funkin time."
my first record/album that was'nt a kiddy turn the page when it beeps kind of recording was...
prince - purple rain the motion picture soundtrack
i wore that record out. it's still in my parents attic, i believe. i'm sure it is in terrible shape. i'll find out when we dig it out of the mess that we've been kind of chipping away at my parents house. oh, the memories.
of course, this leads me to a story.
way back when i was in cub scouts we had dinners in some catholic church basement with other troops or packs or whatever we called them.
one of those dinners we were supposed to have a talent show. all the other scouts were going to perform whatever talents they had or didnt have.
i was excited! i was going to sing and dance to a prince song. i practiced and practiced in my basement. i had the moves, baby! i was a star!
in my cub scout group, there was at least one other kid who was going to do a magic show. the other kids couldnt think of what to do so they just...didnt.
the big night comes.
we eat our fried chicken dinner in anticipation.
when the time comes for the show to begin i find out that the other kid who was going to magic in my group had chickened out. ...he wasnt alone...
not one cub scout had entered the talent show.
...except me.
i still did it anyway. it was one of the worst times of my life! i did'nt dance. i did'nt sing.
i just leaned against the table behind me for fear of collapsing. i stared at the floor and just lip synced (heh, like ashlee simpson). i was trembling, i could feel waves of pity from the parents.
i'm pretty sure i chose the song "take me with you" but i remember practicing my little dance moves to "i would die 4 u" .
i don't even remember if i won or not. maybe ithey gave me a ribbon or something.
after the fact, i remember wanting to kill the kid who chickened out of his magic act. i can still see the faces of the parents and scoutmasters who just wanted my misery to be over.
just like i want this blog entry to be over with.
maybe someday i'll tell you why i never made it into boy scouts.
lately the most exciting thing that is happening to me daily is where i chose to eat for lunch.
it was KFC today.
ahem.
i was kinda bummed that nobody guesse what my first record was. not too bummed, just a leetle.
matt was kinda close when he guessed "morris day and the mother funkin time."
my first record/album that was'nt a kiddy turn the page when it beeps kind of recording was...
prince - purple rain the motion picture soundtrack
i wore that record out. it's still in my parents attic, i believe. i'm sure it is in terrible shape. i'll find out when we dig it out of the mess that we've been kind of chipping away at my parents house. oh, the memories.
of course, this leads me to a story.
way back when i was in cub scouts we had dinners in some catholic church basement with other troops or packs or whatever we called them.
one of those dinners we were supposed to have a talent show. all the other scouts were going to perform whatever talents they had or didnt have.
i was excited! i was going to sing and dance to a prince song. i practiced and practiced in my basement. i had the moves, baby! i was a star!
in my cub scout group, there was at least one other kid who was going to do a magic show. the other kids couldnt think of what to do so they just...didnt.
the big night comes.
we eat our fried chicken dinner in anticipation.
when the time comes for the show to begin i find out that the other kid who was going to magic in my group had chickened out. ...he wasnt alone...
not one cub scout had entered the talent show.
...except me.
i still did it anyway. it was one of the worst times of my life! i did'nt dance. i did'nt sing.
i just leaned against the table behind me for fear of collapsing. i stared at the floor and just lip synced (heh, like ashlee simpson). i was trembling, i could feel waves of pity from the parents.
i'm pretty sure i chose the song "take me with you" but i remember practicing my little dance moves to "i would die 4 u" .
i don't even remember if i won or not. maybe ithey gave me a ribbon or something.
after the fact, i remember wanting to kill the kid who chickened out of his magic act. i can still see the faces of the parents and scoutmasters who just wanted my misery to be over.
just like i want this blog entry to be over with.
maybe someday i'll tell you why i never made it into boy scouts.
