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Previous bitch session: I work to much.
Solution: Work more.
Duuuuuuh! :-D

I'm going to be starting a bunch of new things in the next two weeks. Starting this Wednesday (and every monday and wednesday for a while) I will be sitting in on "Comedy: Ancient and Modern Seminar". Its a class at University of Maryland College Park. supernova_7 talked to his professor, and she said it would be fine. This is simply magnificent. The only way this could be better was if I could get credit for it. But seeing as how I (technically) dont have to do any work for it, though I will, I don't mind. Maybe I'll write an essay on how, given the right premise and setup, "mazda" can be just as funny as "buick."

Also, starting next week I will be doing lunch shifts at Outback Bethesda. Theyre one of the only Outbacks that does lunch, but because of their location in the middle of the business district, it makes perfect sense. They're really short on staff and need people so I stepped up. Its only about 25 minutes from Outback Germantown, so I dont mind.

On another Outback note, Management here at OB Germantown wants me to become a manager here. That means staying for another 15 months (till I turn 21) and then becoming a manager. I can see myself doing it, but what becomes of those hopes and dreams of Broadway and Hollywood? At this point, thats plan B.

Basicly, my schedule will look like this:
Sunday: OB Germantown 1:30-2pm, 4-11pm. The weekly meeting is at 1:30, we open at 2, and I can either stay on from 2 till closing time, or come back at 4 and then work till we close.
Monday: Comedy Class 9-10:45am, OB Bethesda 11am-4pm, OB Germantown 4:30-11:30. Mondays will be long.
Tuesday: OB Bethesda 11am-4pm, 4:30pm-11pm OB Germantown
Wednesday: Comedy Class 9-10:45am, OB Bethesda 11am-4pm, CSz practice 7:30-10pm
Thursday: Advanced Creative Writing 3-6pm, Comedysportz Show 6-10
Friday: OB Bethesda 11am-4pm, OB Germantown 4:30-11:45pm
Saturday: Comedysportz 2-4pm, 6pm-12am, Thats including calltimes and the three shows we have on saturdays.

That means out of the 168 hours in a week, 16-19 of those will be spent on Comedy, 3 on writing, and 50(+) at various Outbacks, including three 12 hour days. Approx daily travel time will be around 1-3 hours, depending on traffic and how many places I need to be. Wow.

Edit: After reading this, it seems I have painted the picture that I am miserable about my circumstances. This far from the truth.

I volunteered to do all of this stuff. Working at another Outback will give me a better perspective on if I want to stay with the company and advance as a manager. As well as get in good with another proprietor since I'm helping them out.

Taking the comedy class will 1)be fun 2)let me hear other peoples opinions on The Funny and how to bring it properly AND 3) let me see supernova_7 twice weekly, who is, if I haven't said it before, one of if not THE funniest person I know outside of Comedysportz (inside of Comedysportz its too dark to read).

Doing all this stuff in the early daytime will also force me to regain a normal sleeping schedule as opposed to the "go to sleep at 5am and wake up at 3pm" one I have now.

I'm thrilled! Also, two paragraphs up is about as close to "funny" as I can manage right now, so obviously I have to take that class.

Current Mood: excited

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camelot_king From: camelot_king Date: February 12th, 2004 08:05 pm (UTC) (Link)

Bloody Favoritism!!!

First of all, I have to say that you are a stronger and more fortunate man than I for being able to do all that work and still remain happy, and I further congratulate you on your successes in the business world, very impressive (I hope you become a very rich and prosperous person... lucky bastard...).

Secondly, over the years YOU have officially become THE funniest person I know and I consider you one of my best friends... which is why my jealousy will follow you to the pits of hell where you belong for surpassing my wit.

And Finally, what's with all the favoritism to Mr. J. Howard, huh? He gets bi-weekly visits from Mr. Funny himself and I, a poor old friend and fellow entertainer is left alone among the rabble of a distant city riddled with Syphilis? Has the dreaded tyranny of J-Corps taken over? And if so, why was I not given the memo, since I supposedly sold out to them years ago in exchange for the edge I needed to crush my enemies and after which I would find a "loophole" with which to purge myself of J-Corps and in turn crush them? And, furthermore, I ask why, for the love of God why am I yelling, I'm alone and you cannot read that I am yelling unless I explicitely type that I am yelling, and even then you don't know if I'm actually yelling or just lying to get attention... which I'm not... lying. Oh yeah..."?" <-forgot the question mark at the end of my sentence. And also, why are you reading all of this, I'm merely rambling now and you've wasted all this time on this insignificant post of a person not even good enough to visit because J-Corps has bribed you so much better than it ever offered me. Ramble Ramble Ramble Ramble Ramble Ramble Ramble Ramble!
metavlad From: metavlad Date: February 12th, 2004 09:30 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: Bloody Favoritism!!!

We now have a winner for comment of the week.
_nondescript From: _nondescript Date: April 24th, 2004 10:53 am (UTC) (Link)

buick vs. mazda

excerpt from raymond chandler's detective novel The Big Sleep (1939):

"And i don't like your manners."
"i'm not crazy about yours," I said. "I didn't ask to see you. You sent for me. I don't mind your ritzing me or drinking your lunch out of a Scotch bottle. I don't mind your showing me your legs. They're very swell legs and it's a pleasure to make their acquaintance. I don't mind if you don't like my manners. They're pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter evenings. But don't waste your time trying to cross-examine me."

She slammed her glass down so hard that it slopped over on an ivory cushion. she swung her legs to the floor and stood up with her eyes sparking fire and her nostrils wide. Her mouth was open and her bright teeth glared at me. Her knuckles were white.

"People don't talk like that to me," she said thickly.

I sat there and grinned at her. Very slowly she closed her mouth and looked down at the spilled liquor. She sat down on the edge of the chaise-longue and cupped her chin in one hand.

"My God, you big dark handsome brute! I ought to throw a Buick at you."

after reading that last line, i chuckled because the mental image derived from it is obviously ridiculous -- a woman lifting a car by the rear bumper and swinging it at a dumbstruck man. but now that i read that line from your post above, i realize the physical nature of the situation isn't the only comedic element. granted, "mazda" most likely wasn't a known term in the 1930's/40's, but even if it had been, the phonetics behind subbing "mazda" for "Buick" leave something to be desired.

Have you, in fact, analyzed what makes "buick" more effective?
metavlad From: metavlad Date: April 24th, 2004 01:53 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: buick vs. mazda

Sadly, yes.
Ah what the hell. I'll post my thoughts.
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