I need a new brain that understands “flirting signals.”
This really cute guy at the jamba juice gave me a free smoothie and was very nice. After I left and got back to work did I realize that he was flirting.
Fuck.
He was cute.
This is my new band: DYING BOVINES. Represent!
I think we are pretty talented and going to the top! So check out a video we took from tonight’s rehearsal and give us a great rating.
Thanks and peace out.
I’m gonna go to sleep and I’ll remain Caucasian the whole time even after midnight.
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| — | Saturday Night Live |
SNL Promo for D-Rad
Kenan: I love those Harry Potter movies. My favorite character is the black one.
D-Rad: Which one?
Kenan: Exactly!
Today I took my mom out to lunch.
We ended up spending 3 hours talking about life, friends, family, advice, lost friends, relationships, memories, and the future. I love that my mom and I are close enough to have these wonderful moments together.
As an actor and a frequent audience member of theater production I am saddened to see that there tends to be a lack of manners by audience members. And what saddens me even more is that people from my generation, young adults, are the ones that tend to text, show up late, or do other things that annoy me.
So I wrote a blog (on my acting blog) about my rules that people should abide by. Follow the link to read it and tell me if you agree with my rules or if you think there are rules I missed.
Who’s Your Daddy of the Day: On today’s episode of Maury, it’s a classic girl meets boy, boy has sex with girl, girl gives birth, boy accuses MySpace founder Tom Anderson of being the real father because he was girl’s first friend on her MySpace page story.
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Black people. Smh.
“Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”
Miss @awesomejen, I am so incredibly proud of you! You have ended one chapter in your career but I know you have more amazing things coming your way. I’m very excited to see what new projects you have coming up and watch them in awe. Watch out world, she’s the coolest thing since ice cream sandwiches! <3 Roar, Dream Team, and Brown Beans.
You’re the awesome one!!!
