Once On This Island

I saw a musical the other night called Once On This Island, at the high school I work at. I went with Smitty, She was basically the only saving grace of the night. It was a weird musical. I think I would have liked it more if all of the many Black characters were played by black people, but as we're in Utah, all of the black characters were played by middle class white kids, and they didn't even try to make them seem black, which kinda bothered me and bummed me out. I wonder if they were worried about offending any black people that may attend. If I was black I'd be offended that they tried to play it off like the characters are all white. Oh well, what can you do. It still would have been weird with black people. I think it should be made into an animated film and sold in a box set with furn gully and the little mermaid 2.

Solitaire

I'm sitting at my landlord Justin's computer, and I just opened up a game of solitaire, it's a new version, must be a vista thing, but every time you move a card it actually makes the sound of a card, it's not realistic at all, it's actually really cheesy sounding, but I really love it. I think I would like to listen to it at least once daily.

Rational

"your heart has a mustache right now, you should too."
Jeremy Thompson

An addition to disco duck

For the record I would like to say. Shane is awesome. And is helpul and husbandly. And I'm sure he really was doing important things.

PS. Love at home does in fact fix everything!

A Lone Wolf

If you thought the 1970's had ownership over great terrible low-budg movies, think again. There's a new kid in town.

Utah Wolf Productions

I had the pleasure of seeing the tail end of one of their films a few nights ago.




Go to the website, there are tons of amazing trailers for your sensory stimulation. I can't stress enough how spectacularly lame these films are.
Peace & Love, Donnie

Disco Duck

I was chilling with one of my best friends, Derek, and his wife Emily, and his parents, who are like a second family to me, on Sunday night. We laughed, we told stories, we web-cam-ed with D's sister Megan, and her little son Hank, while her husband Shane would show up in the background every odd moment trying to look like he was doing something extremely helpful and husbandly, like moving the keyboard a few inches away from the wall, etc. It was a great night. I love spending time with them. The highlight of my night with them however, was when a conversation about my Grandfather lead to talking about Rick James (B**ch) who died the same day as my grandpa, and who Derek momentarily confused with Rick Dees, popular radio DJ, which lead to a discussion about what made Rick Dees famous, and I was introduced, better late than never, to one of the most epic songs I've ever heard in my life... Disco Duck. If you haven't heard it, you are missing out my friend... Terribly!!!

Aslan Is On The Move

The ice is melting. It's finally warming up. Cory Mon came over on Saturday, we went to Borders Books and looked around for a bit, he picked up a new book. I was close to picking up "The Great Divorce" by C.S. Lewis, but C-Mon informed me that he had a copy in his car that he would be happy to let me borrow. I've been told by several people that this is one of the best books they've ever read, I've been meaning to pick it up for a long time, and I'm really looking forward to reading it. When we got back we sat out on the back porch reading our books and periodically attempting to play with Kona the Dog, who would get excited like he wanted to get rowdy but then would wine like a little girl and retreat into the house if you would touch him. There was a breeze that was a little too cold for me but I still enjoyed it immensely.

Sunday was a perfect day. After church my roommates, Scotty & Jeff, BBQ'd in the back yard. I practiced my set for my upcoming show on the porch, when I was done scott started bumping some sublime. I miss Sublime, they were a big part of my formative years. Singing along to almost every word while drinking a YooHoo in the warm sunlight filled me with nostalgia, taking me back to my garage in the summer just after high school printing shirts in a lava lava(polonesian Wrap) with Jevey, Proctor, and Mookie, alternating between sublime, Bob Marley and the Long Beach Dub Allstars CD that a cop let us take from a rolled 4Runner we found abandoned, when we were offroading on the fire-trail.

I'm excited for the coming summer. I predict good times and great memories.