Since I have turned 85 this year, I have started to love new things:
Pineapple
Strawberries
Long walks around Astoria after sundown.
My roommate and I have taken to walking at night because it settles us down for the day and it's supposed to aid in digestion! It has become my favorite part of the day: there's no stress, and the breeze is nice, as is the company.
This evening I was a little distracted. Earlier, I was spending time watching clips of 30 Rock on Hulu.com, and all I could think of was this:
This show is so good, even stupid Sherri Shepherd can't ruin it.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
The Day Off.
Sundays were never my favorite. I always dreaded another week of school, or work, or band camp. What? Don't act like you didn't...
I think I have figured out my way away from those Sunday Night Blues.
Well, I should say it worked for me tonight. The past few weeks have been full of nonstop movement between birthdays, and baptisms, and drinks, and one act festivals, and drinks, and Broadway Shows. And house guests. And Jersey. And drinks.
Today was my day! Well so was Friday, but that didn't count.
Today I dedicated myself to cleaning my room. Going through financials to be shredded I realized (AGAIN!) that I am not as good with money as I should be and that I need some restraint. It was frustrating, but I got a plan together and I am moving on.
Then I went jogging.
And came home and made a turkey burger.
And then I called my dad, and was pointless because I crashed minutes into the conversation and couldn't offer anything up.
Then a nice bath in epsom salts.
I am now sitting here feeling all dried out and relaxed.
And I welcome another week of crazy.
Now eat these and enjoy them.
I think I have figured out my way away from those Sunday Night Blues.
Well, I should say it worked for me tonight. The past few weeks have been full of nonstop movement between birthdays, and baptisms, and drinks, and one act festivals, and drinks, and Broadway Shows. And house guests. And Jersey. And drinks.
Today was my day! Well so was Friday, but that didn't count.
Today I dedicated myself to cleaning my room. Going through financials to be shredded I realized (AGAIN!) that I am not as good with money as I should be and that I need some restraint. It was frustrating, but I got a plan together and I am moving on.
Then I went jogging.
And came home and made a turkey burger.
And then I called my dad, and was pointless because I crashed minutes into the conversation and couldn't offer anything up.
Then a nice bath in epsom salts.
I am now sitting here feeling all dried out and relaxed.
And I welcome another week of crazy.
Now eat these and enjoy them.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Is this thing on?
Today I had a life lesson bring meaning to a school lesson of my freshman year:
I was at work today and it occurred to me that I needed to use the restroom. This is nothing new. I try to keep hydrated as much as possible throughout the day and that is what happens when one drinks as much water as I tend to. The whole process becomes so mindless because it becomes so repetitive. I walked briskly down the stairs to the restrooms, most likely humming a song a daydreaming about being in my own Broadway musical. It probably went something like this:
(Picture you are in my head hearing me sing. Orchestra is swelling. Audiences are tearing.)
But alone is aloooooooone, not a-liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii (BAM!)
That bam we hear, and the slight pain that accompanies it, is me walking into the bathroom door. Today it didn't open because the humidity made the door swell just enough that you had to break the seal.
My freshman acting teacher told our class that he never goes the same way to work, especially if he is acting in a show. He never really elaborated and I had assumed that it was just a superstition thing. But it all came together when I hit the heavy metal door.
Always stay in the moment. Don't be like the crunchy people that walk around Whole Foods in a daze, completely unaware of their surroundings.
I was at work today and it occurred to me that I needed to use the restroom. This is nothing new. I try to keep hydrated as much as possible throughout the day and that is what happens when one drinks as much water as I tend to. The whole process becomes so mindless because it becomes so repetitive. I walked briskly down the stairs to the restrooms, most likely humming a song a daydreaming about being in my own Broadway musical. It probably went something like this:
(Picture you are in my head hearing me sing. Orchestra is swelling. Audiences are tearing.)
But alone is aloooooooone, not a-liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii (BAM!)
That bam we hear, and the slight pain that accompanies it, is me walking into the bathroom door. Today it didn't open because the humidity made the door swell just enough that you had to break the seal.
My freshman acting teacher told our class that he never goes the same way to work, especially if he is acting in a show. He never really elaborated and I had assumed that it was just a superstition thing. But it all came together when I hit the heavy metal door.
Always stay in the moment. Don't be like the crunchy people that walk around Whole Foods in a daze, completely unaware of their surroundings.
Monday, July 7, 2008
We'll Rock Hard With Only Four Chairs
During lunch with a dear friend today, I mentioned that people need to break the cycle. One should not continue a Sisyphean lifestyle.
I now declare that I myself will follow that rule from this moment forward.
Other declarations:
Go see [title of show].
I will wear shorts tomorrow because it is too effing hot.
Tomorrow I will find the cord to my camera so I can upload pictures.
Good meeting everyone.
I now declare that I myself will follow that rule from this moment forward.
Other declarations:
Go see [title of show].
I will wear shorts tomorrow because it is too effing hot.
Tomorrow I will find the cord to my camera so I can upload pictures.
Good meeting everyone.
Good Friends and Good Franks
This weekend rocked.
It all started with the best of 4th of Julys. I woke up at 7:30 in the morning so that I could go watch the Coney Island Hot Dog Eating Competition. I didn't have enough breakfast, so I ate two amazing Nathan's Hot Dogs when we got to Coney Island. It makes me gag a little thinking about it, but it helped curb my hunger at the time. 2 quality dogs with onions and mustard goes a long way. The winner of the contest ate 64 hotdogs in about 12 minutes. I have no idea how one could do that.
After all was said and done, we went to the beach for a while and then rode the Cyclone. It is an amazing amazing ride. It's 8 dollars and well worth every penny. You should save up to go to the chiropractor afterwards, though.
This was followed by the movie Hancock. I was not a fan.
Then fireworks on TV.
It was a fantastic day because I was with great company. I have been very blessed with two families: my family of Hruskas who are all over the country, and the family of many names who live in New York. As I sit and write this I cannot help but feel all the love that radiates through my life. It makes me feel like the luckiest guy in the world.
The other reason this weekend rocked comes via my dayjob. Let's go back about two years:
I was a box office manager. The original intent on said job was to pay off some debt and get some insurance. Then I would save up a bunch of money and go and be an actor.
I fell of that track very easily after being generally discouraged and becoming very insecure. It was at that point that a little show called [title of show] came into my life and rocked my world. It taught me to kill my vampires, and to just create.
I watched the show about 18 times when it played, and now it's back at the Lyceum Theater on Broadway. And the show has grown this cult following. The first preview was about 20 minutes longer than normal because every other line stopped the show. It is a must see. This company deserves all the love that is coming their way.
Okay guys it's too late. I fear I may have stopped making sense at about the sentence "This weekend rocked."
I am not going back to proof. Forgive me. It's so unprofessional of me.
This is my new favorite picture:
It all started with the best of 4th of Julys. I woke up at 7:30 in the morning so that I could go watch the Coney Island Hot Dog Eating Competition. I didn't have enough breakfast, so I ate two amazing Nathan's Hot Dogs when we got to Coney Island. It makes me gag a little thinking about it, but it helped curb my hunger at the time. 2 quality dogs with onions and mustard goes a long way. The winner of the contest ate 64 hotdogs in about 12 minutes. I have no idea how one could do that.
After all was said and done, we went to the beach for a while and then rode the Cyclone. It is an amazing amazing ride. It's 8 dollars and well worth every penny. You should save up to go to the chiropractor afterwards, though.
This was followed by the movie Hancock. I was not a fan.
Then fireworks on TV.
It was a fantastic day because I was with great company. I have been very blessed with two families: my family of Hruskas who are all over the country, and the family of many names who live in New York. As I sit and write this I cannot help but feel all the love that radiates through my life. It makes me feel like the luckiest guy in the world.
The other reason this weekend rocked comes via my dayjob. Let's go back about two years:
I was a box office manager. The original intent on said job was to pay off some debt and get some insurance. Then I would save up a bunch of money and go and be an actor.
I fell of that track very easily after being generally discouraged and becoming very insecure. It was at that point that a little show called [title of show] came into my life and rocked my world. It taught me to kill my vampires, and to just create.
I watched the show about 18 times when it played, and now it's back at the Lyceum Theater on Broadway. And the show has grown this cult following. The first preview was about 20 minutes longer than normal because every other line stopped the show. It is a must see. This company deserves all the love that is coming their way.
Okay guys it's too late. I fear I may have stopped making sense at about the sentence "This weekend rocked."
I am not going back to proof. Forgive me. It's so unprofessional of me.
This is my new favorite picture:
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Procrastination
I am SO guilty of it. Tonight I had full intentions of cleaning my room. Full intentions, I swear.
I got home; went jogging; came home; made dinner.
And then it went all awry.
Ghost Hunters was on.
It was a marathon. I didn't watch it all!
Then there may have been some Real World, and yes, while I am a little ashamed for watching it makes me feel better about myself. Never have I reached the mess that these people are.
Next was So You Think You Can Dance. It's very reminiscent of my college days. This is one of my favorite dances from this season:
Watch it, R!
I am not using full names :)
I am sleepy.
Goodnight,
D
I got home; went jogging; came home; made dinner.
And then it went all awry.
Ghost Hunters was on.
It was a marathon. I didn't watch it all!
Then there may have been some Real World, and yes, while I am a little ashamed for watching it makes me feel better about myself. Never have I reached the mess that these people are.
Next was So You Think You Can Dance. It's very reminiscent of my college days. This is one of my favorite dances from this season:
Watch it, R!
I am not using full names :)
I am sleepy.
Goodnight,
D
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
I Just Flew In, And Boy Are My Arms Tired!
I just got back to New York last night.
The weekend was great. I got to see my family, and most importantly, my beautiful niece, who was a thousand times cuter than I ever could have imagined. I was nervous at first. Babies scare me as I have never really been around them. And a baby beat me up once. Did it? What just happened there?
Anywho, it's weird getting back into my schedule, and I am dreadfully tired this evening. I made it back to the park, so I am back on track to losing 380 lbs.
I got a journal today, to write down random thoughts in my head, and I also had a bacon cheeseburger with BBQ sauce for lunch. It really was the gift that kept on giving, especially during my jog. Never again! Well until 3 weeks from now when I think "Wow, I could go for a cheeseburger. With bacon. And BBQ sauce.
Now I must sleep. Enjoy this clip from The Golden Girls:
You know you like it.
D
The weekend was great. I got to see my family, and most importantly, my beautiful niece, who was a thousand times cuter than I ever could have imagined. I was nervous at first. Babies scare me as I have never really been around them. And a baby beat me up once. Did it? What just happened there?
Anywho, it's weird getting back into my schedule, and I am dreadfully tired this evening. I made it back to the park, so I am back on track to losing 380 lbs.
I got a journal today, to write down random thoughts in my head, and I also had a bacon cheeseburger with BBQ sauce for lunch. It really was the gift that kept on giving, especially during my jog. Never again! Well until 3 weeks from now when I think "Wow, I could go for a cheeseburger. With bacon. And BBQ sauce.
Now I must sleep. Enjoy this clip from The Golden Girls:
You know you like it.
D
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