The Fingerpickin' Whiz Kid!

I started taking banjo lessons at the Old Town School of Folk Music on Monday. I am most excited about this development. So far, all we did in class was listen to the teacher play some songs, and then pick a few chords. However, I can tell it's going to be awesome. After my first eight-week class, if I'm good enough, I can get in to the Bluegrass Ensemble. They have PERFORMANCES! I can't convey just how awesome this might be. I highly recommend everyone take some classes there. I want to start an old-timey bluegrass band, and I need fellow members.

Little Man Makes Me Want to Die

Seriously, how does one star in this film and not IMMEDIATELY go home and slit their wrists?



Here's the brief plot synopsis:
In the hilarious comedy "Little Man," Shawn Wayans plays a man so anxious to become a father that he mistakes a short-statured, baby-faced criminal on the run, played by Marlon Wayans, for his newly adopted son.

Awesome. So funny, so fresh, so...just like the Bugs Bunny cartoons of the 1950s.

In a just world, this film would bring about the public execution of at least one movie executive.

I Should Post

I really should. I have funny thoughts. I swear! But the thing is, I always forget this site exists. I used to think about how great of a blog entry something or other would be. Now I don't anymore. I don't know why. It's just the way it is.

Anyway, I'm working again. It's temp to hire, but it's a neat position doing website content management stuff. I like it so far, and it pays well. That's about the only update I'll give to my personal life, because if people wanted to know that stuff, they'd call or write.

I will say this, though. I've been sick for the past few days, and I decided, why not try Cold-Eez? You know, those zinc tablets that you are supposed to suck on to alleviate the symptoms of the common cold. If you don't know about them, apparently it is because you didn't read the newspaper in 1998, whish is when these were new and revolutionary. Trying them now is like just getting into the Dave Matthews Band or Converse sneakers or something. They seem less like a cure and more like a fad.

Anyway, the point of this is, stay away from Cold-Eez. Apparently, you don't even notice that you have a cold when you take these because you are too concerned with ridding yourself of the constant, metallic cherry aftertaste that is plaguing every tastebud at once. It's like a tiny cherry robot is shitting in your mouth over and over again. If this is something that sounds appealing to you, by all means rush out and get these. If not, keep clear and stick to chicken noodle soup.