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opening night – 11:11 show & tell

Opening night for 11:11.

Some of my songs were bumped to house music to fit into the show, which doesn’t matter much to me, as I’ve now decided I’m going to dominate the Christian charts with my ironic faith music.  You can listen to some highlights here.

Also, thanks to Anne Petersen for once again capturing some amazing images from the show:

Hope to see you there, believers and non-believers alike.

commuting to/from/in the office

Our office recently got moved to the 6th floor of our building.

Our company is currently split between a few floors right now, the 6th floor being our eventual home.  It’s like walking across Alaska-Texas to get to anywhere in the building.  So what do you do when you have a ten-minute trek down the hall to get to the restrooms?  You either piss in the conference room, or travel down this hallway with this scooter.

return of the “butt hoe” artist

A belated holiday post.

Last year around Xmas, I went to a good friend’s holiday gathering as I do every year.  There was a holiday graffiti artist that was out in full force using snow and unsuspecting windshields as his canvas.

This year, I was pleased to see the return of the snow artist.  For those who worried his work would become stagnant and rely heavily on repetitive fecal references, luckily he’s branched out to images of dicks and balls.

What’s made this art even better for me was Photobucket’s suggestion of all the things I could put this artwork onto:

a request

If you find yourself at Pitchfork, or a few other rock festivals on the east coast, please take a moment to hunt down the Numero Group booth. Not only will you find tasty retro soul music, but my painting hanging over their heads.

I ask that you take your picture with it and post a link to it. It would make me happy.

one week until open

Tupperware is in tech week right now.  I don’t quite know how this theater company does it.  There’s hardly ever any down time, and yet we’re scrambling and cramming and still learning new songs.  We are still learning and changing things. And yet, it’s fine. Imagine me saying this three martinis in, after a week of no sleep, because that’s kind of how I’m feeling right about now, sans martinis: “We have this ‘there is no other option other than to push through with blind optimism’ mentality.”  What the hell is wrong with us?  Oh yes, we can’t stand working in offices, we can’t imagine doing anything else, and we have no where to go but up.

But up.

I’m exhausted.  But up.  Hey look!  An already positive article about Tupperware.

The painting for the Numero Group is so close to being done.

The cat is helping.

There is also a battle of wills with the cat as of late.  The cat is hungry.  The cat needs wet food because the cat doesn’t like the dry food we have.  When the cat does have wet food, the cat’s food needs to be stirred about every two hours starting at four in the morning so that she can be well fed for her eight o’clock nap.

I have a love/hate relationship with writing about one’s cat.