Monday, January 24, 2005

AND THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN KELLEY IS LET LOOSE ON BROADWAY.COM.

Perhaps it's arrogant of I to assume that I'm worthy of a Patrick Wilson comment, but even further than that, I'd like to say that I deserve it. Especially after his half-sung Raoul. Grr.

(Oh, and a big hoorah to Broadway.com for initiating frequent dialogue between the lucky and the never-will-be-lucky.)

From Kelley: I'd just like to commend you on obvious talent. You are truly a joy to watch. As a St. Petersburg, FL native, I grew up watching your father on the news on a daily basis, not to mention seeing he and your mother perform on various occasions. How much easier have your pursuits in performance been as a result of such a supportive and performance-oriented family?

Patrick responds: Thanks for the compliments, my fellow Tampa Bay citizen! I'm glad you enjoy my parents as well. They always gave me nothing but love and support, even when I came home at 16 and said, "Mom and dad, I wanna be an actor." I think it helps that they perform, even thought they aren't actors. My dad majored in theater in college, and my mom in music, so it's definitely in the blood. While I am the only one in New York, all three sons are loosely in the business. Mark is a TV anchor, and Paul runs an ad agency/media group. I'm very thankful my parents never pushed me, yet were always were behind me. Every young actor should be so blessed.

Sunday, January 23, 2005

SATURDAY NIGHT IS ALRIGHT.

That party was the most fun I've had in a long time. Really. Without a doubt.
I have minimal stamina (or endurance, as Mike would say) at this point, so I think I'll lean into my room, hoping that my bed will stretch and accommodate my ridiculous laziness.

Thursday, January 20, 2005

SCHEDULE (WITH THE IMPORTANT PARTS OMITTED).

FRIDAY:
-Nothing.
SATURDAY:
-SAT, which will be fun.
-"Absolutely Nothing. Really."
SUNDAY:
-Work, I think?
MONDAY:
-Huh?
TUESDAY:
-Senior Lunch.
-Sneak Preview.
WEDNESDAY:
-Who cares?
THURSDAY:
-Districts
AND FRIDAY.
AND SATURDAY.
NOT SUNDAY.
OR MONDAY.
TUESDAY IS BORING.
AS IS WEDNESDAY.
THURSDAY:

-Disney Cruise. Not that I have anything to do on it, but a vacation with food is a sweet vacation with food, and I dare not complain.
COPY THAT FOR FRIDAY, SATURDAY, AND SUNDAY.

THE END.

Sunday, January 16, 2005

CRAZY FOR YOU.


Nothing says "I Love You" better than a straight jacket.

Friday, January 14, 2005

AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT.

Last night was amusing (to say the least), but I don't think I'm cut out for Chuck-E-Cheese any longer.

Hokay, so, heure's vhat happened:
We stalked Nick.
We were stalked by The Pagemaster, and then by the Giant Mouse Himself, at which point we exited the building.
Next was Blockbuster, where no one seemed to care about picking out a movie...
Finally, we managed to find our way home, where we indulged in Mel Brooks humor.
Eventful? Relatively. And nice.
The end.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

EXAM WEEK, MEET YOUR DOOM.

Exemption, that is.
I must admit, it's a true treat to sit back and watch others writhe in the grueling discomfort of high school exams. That, of course, makes me a fiend among men, but who cares, I ask you?
Not I.
And now, I sleep.

Sunday, January 09, 2005

LIVE, FROM NEW YORK.

[Editor's Note: This sounds like a horribly ridiculous post, but I really don't care.]
I just finished watching what I believe will go down as one of the most memorable SNL shows for the current cast.
(And yes, I'm aware of the fact that it was a repeat. Sue me.)
U2's performance has to be one of the most amazing I've ever seen. Bono leapt offstage, brought Adam Clayton with him (and The Edge trailing shortly behind), and took over the cameras. Single-handedly brought down SNL. Four songs. The cast was weeping, with Amy Pohler sobbing mercilessly into Bono's leather jacket and his D&G glasses.
And he molested a girl in the front row.
Unbelievable, this thing called television.

Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Monday, January 03, 2005

NOT SUNG TO THE TUNE OF "FRERE JACQUES."

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, STUPID KELLEY.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.

Sunday, January 02, 2005

BELIEVE IT OR NOT.

I think, as a mere curse from some celestial presence with a death wish, I have the worst headache ever attributed to a living human being.
Not that I'm complaining.
Wow. I'm an hour away from eighteen, and I couldn't care less.
Really.
I have a tidy sum of work ahead of me in the coming week/two weeks.
Better start resting. Tomorrow shall prove an exertion of great effort on my part, as I have no doubt that the date in history shall fall away, highlighted no further than any other day in history, and certainly unannounced by those I hope will remember it.
No one ever remembers your birthday when it's the first day after vacation.
Ever.

Saturday, January 01, 2005

YES, I DO FEEL LIKE A FIVE YEAR OLD, THANK-YOU-VERY-MUCH.

I don't think I've posted a childish "list" thing in quite some time. This one caught my attention for the simple reason that it mentioned "The Fresh Prince of Bel Air." That has to count for something.
My own commentary will be in the form of [Editor's Note]s.

BOLD the ones you did as a child:
[Editor's Note: Horrendous grammar, how I despise thee. And, I prefer to italicize. So, there.]

1. You've ever ended a sentence with the word "SIKE!"
[Editor's Note: Never. Sike.]
2. You watched the Pound Puppies.
3. You can sing the rap to the "Fresh Prince of Bel Air."

[Editor's Note: In west Philadelphia born and raised, on the playground was where I spent most of my days. And so on.]
4. You wore biker shorts under your skirts and felt stylish.
5. You yearned to be a member of the Baby-Sitters Club and tried to start a club of your own.
6. You owned those little Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls.
7. You know that "WHOA" comes from Joey on Blossom.
[Editor's Note: "Blossom" was quite possibly the greatest sitcom ever, if only for their great strides in the development of ugly "bucket" hats.]
8. Two words: M.C. Hammer ...
9. If you ever watched "Fraggle Rock."
10. You had plastic streamers on your handle bars.
11. You can sing the entire theme song to "Duck Tales"
12. You remember when it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons....

13. You wore a ponytail on the side of your head.
14. You saw the original "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" on the big screen.
15. You got super-excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.

[Editor's Note: I still do.]
16. You played the game "MASH" (Mansion, Apartment, Shelter Shack, House).
17. You wore a Jordache Jean jacket and you were proud of it.
18. L.A. Gear
19. You wanted to change your name to "JEM" in Kindergarten. ...
20. You remember reading "Tales of a fourth grade nothing" and all the Ramona books.
21. you know the profound meaning of "WAX ON, WAX OFF"
22. You wanted to be a Goonie!

23. You ever wore fluorescent clothing. and tie dye too!
24. You can remember what Michael Jackson looked like before his nose fell off.
25. You have pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf....
[Editor's Note: And still do to this day...]
26. You took lunch pails to school
27. You remember the CRAZE, then the BANNING of slap bracelets.
28. You still get the urge to say "NOT" after every sentence.

29. You remember Hypercolor T-shirts.
30. Barbie and the Rockers was your favorite band
31. You thought She-Ra and He-Man should hook up.
32. You thought your childhood friends would never leave because you exchanged friendship necklaces.
33. You owned a pair of jelly sandals

[Editor's Note: And dare I say it, I owned two.]
34. After you saw Pee-Wee's Big Adventure you kept saying "I know you are, but what am I?"
35. You remember "I've fallen and I can't get up!"

[Editor's Note: Funny story there, if you're not a part of my family. My uncle who thinks he is a musician, Jack (and has his very own website at www.smilingjacksmith.com), wrote a song entitled "Help, I've Fallen, And I Can't Get Up". Although largely disputed, I feel quite strongly that the story follows his bar-room experiences quite nicely.]
36. You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates.
37. You ever got seriously injured on a Slip 'n' Slide.
38. You have ever played with a Skip-It.
39. You had or attended a birthday party at McDonald's.
40. You've gone through this list occasionally saying "totally awesome."
41. You remember Popples.
42. "Don't worry, be happy."
43. You wore like, EIGHT pairs of socks over tights.
44. You wore socks scrunched down..
45. "Miss MARY MACK MACK, all dressed in BLACK BLACK BLACK"
46. You remember boom boxes vs. CD players.
47. You remember watching both "Gremlins" movies.
[Editor's Note: At the age of 16, my cousin decided it would be a "hoot" to give his five year-old cousin a "Gremlin" cake for her birthday. Needless to say, I enjoyed the cake, but fear Gizmo.]
48. You know what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare!"
49. You remember watching Rainbow Brite and My Little Ponies
50. You thought Doogie Howser was hot.

[Editor's Note: Are you kidding? In merely the last calendar year, I have bought two musical recordings merely due to the fact that Neil Patrick Harris was on them for at least one song. That, dear readers, is devotion.]
51. You remember Alf, the lil furry brown alien from Melmac.
52. You remember New Kids on the Block when they were cool.

53. You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By the Bell," the ORIGINAL class.
54. You know all the words to Bon Jovi - YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME
[Editor's Note: No.]

[Editor's Note: Although an obvious failure at many of these 90's requirements, I feel quite substantial in my relative coolness.]

C'EST 2005.

It's the first day (afternoon, at this point) of 2005, and I, myself, am quite prepared for the New Year.
I "rung it in" with Tom Green, helped the Central time zone celebrate with my favorite true-to-life leprechaun, Conan, and had my share of creme soda and champagne.
(Non-alcoholic? You decide.)
Anyway, today will commence in Birthday Celebration as both of my parental units will be in St. Petersburg come tomorrow and through at least Tuesday.
Party at Kelley's house on Monday?
Rhetorical?
You decide.