Saturday, February 23, 2008

Lunar Eclipse of the Heart

Hey friends. I apologize for my lack of posting. From the bottom of my heart. Madly. Truely. Deeply.

Since then there has been a lunar eclipse, I have been in two weekend runs of Greek tragedy, and already a week of rehearsals for Guys and Dolls. Crazy times. I've been working on my Brooklyn accent. I think by now I can almost fit in with my family from Jersey comfortably. I'm pretty pumped for this Guys and Dolls, it should be good.

I've also been battleing a rough case of the flu, which prolly hasn't been helped by my staying up late, drinking, and speaking Brooklynese. I should prolly not speak and just chill.....not gonna happen.

So in dialects session one guy sounded like Rosie Perez. What's up with that?

Again, mad apologies,
Barry

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Frozen Beer

So I'm walking around my local Rogers Park streets this morning, I noticed that there was a healthy amount of frozen beer littering the sidewalks.

That is how cold it is here.

Apocalyptically cold.

The past week has been pretty awesome. Burial at Thebes opened up Friday, and I've only been hearing rave things about it. It's a pretty intense show. Greek tragedy, whoa. I was looking through some photos, and I'm like, this looks wicked from the audience. If you get the chance, you mos def should check this shi-at out.

What's with this Lent thing? You know.

Ash Wednesday, good stuff. Got my ash on, you know. What did the Barry decide to give up for Lent? The kiddie porn? The crack cocaine? Fish sticks?

No, silly. I think I'm just trying to give up meat on Fridays, trying to go to mass every Sunday. Good Catholic boy stuff.

Dawn on Thebes,
--Barizzle

Monday, February 04, 2008

Superbowl Thoughts

What was yesterday?

The Superbowl. Yes, the great American holiday.

Who won? The Giants. But I think we all won a little. Except for Patriots fans, who were all like, "C'mon, this will be history!" But I was like, "I don't support any sort of dynasties. Didn't work for the Egyptians, I won't support it for New England." And look, I was correct.

I watched it with a bunch of theatre majors, so needless to say the actual game was not the big focus of attention. The halftime show was freaking amazing though. I love Tom Petty, I love fire, and I love funky lighting. This had all three, plus a few camera cutaways to chicks with large breasts. That's the ticket.

Commercials? There were a few good ones.

The Budweiser one where it makes the claim you breathe fire. And then the guy burns everything in his girlfriend's house. A chuckle and a half.

Diet Pepsi Max. This was hilarious. A parent nods off, and gets hit in the gut by his swinging kid. Niiice.

My favorite:


The Underarmour ad freaked me the eff out. It basically made the claim anyone who wheres Underarmour is part of some freaky cult, and anyone who doesn't wear it will get killed by Underarmour nazis. Creepy.

Those were some memorable ones before the alcohol started to befuddle thought.

Go Giants,
--Barry