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[20 Nov 2006|02:44pm]
http://www.supergood.org/

click "Hell House! Video"

In case you missed Hell House, and wanted to see it, one of our cast, Supergood, made this video. He also did the music for it. It's not the whole experience, but he did an awesome job with it.

Can anyone build me a website? Daddy's not rich, but will provide services for services. Let's be adults now.
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[17 Nov 2006|09:56pm]
http://sparkdreams.com/Vids320240-MP4LST-KB500IMU41/JihadJoe.mov



and for you old school fans of axe body spray:

http://www.lesproducers.com/realisateurs/pepites/sugarman_michael/sugarman_michael_eng.html

click "Axe"
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[17 Nov 2006|08:55pm]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9DVRyKFvq9A
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[16 Nov 2006|12:55pm]
Cornered in the corner
No window I can see
I smell the trees of childhood
A place I'll never be
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[29 Jul 2006|11:35am]
i'm getting work. and sometimes work from work. it's a good feeling.
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[16 Jun 2006|11:39am]
A few things about the Rufus Wainwright concert at Carnegie Hall last night.
I always knew he was a great songwriter and had a very unique quality about his voice
I did not know what an incredible singer he was.
There were a ton of homos there.
When the entire audience of Carnegie Hall claps, you feel it in your ribs, in your heart.
And I had explosive diarrhea which lasted the entirety of intermission. Not a second before and not a second after. I blame the Moules Frites. I totally shat in Carnegie Hall.
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[06 Jun 2006|02:56pm]
A Bit Defensive About His Sexuality

Cotton-candy vendor: Cotton candy! Get your cotton candy!
Belligerent Mets fan: Get that pink shit away from me!

--Upper deck, Shea Stadium


via Overheard in New York, Jun 5, 2006
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[01 Jun 2006|09:52pm]
i moved from the e. village to l.e.s. today, the muggiest day known to man, and as i walk in, i'm greeted to my new roommate covered in blood. as he was pulling the window down, the top popped off the track and smashed into his arml hand and face. he fractured his wrist and got a fuckload of stitches. i hope it's not an omen.

in other news, i got into blood wedding at the soho rep this summer. stay tuned.
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[29 May 2006|01:47pm]
After getting through US customs in Bermuda, a strange feature, where the customs officer casually asked me where I stayed and I tried to keep a straight face and he gave me the stink eye but let me through anyhow, the flight home was uneventful. I went back to work at Pastis Saturday morning for snobby brunch, and now I'm packing to move to LES. However, this is noteworthy, today for lunch I went to the sushi place a few blocks north of my apt, and there was one chick eating alone at the sushi bar. I chose a table. There were only 3 other people in the restaurant. During the course of my meal the chick leaves. When I'm done, I'm waiting got my check, and they're taking a real long time. So I go to the dude making the sushi and ask for my check, and in his broken English he says, "one more roll- girl- just one minute," so I'm thinking he's making food for the girl, but she had already left. I sit down, and he brings me two spicy tuna handrolls (the best), and before I say, "I didn't order this," he says, "girl- buy you-left her phone number-" She totally tried to pick me up the the buy and duck out. I have never ever had the pleasure of someone paying for my tab - man or woman- and leaving just a number. Fucking ballsy, yeah! She is my crush of the week.
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[26 May 2006|12:45pm]
This is my last day in Bermuda.
I am fashionably sporting what I call the moped-tan. I'm tan all over but my arms below the colorful polo shirtsleeves are black. I fucking loved that moped.
I didn't get arrested, but I had a bit of a run-in with immigration when I got here. I should've made up an address of where I was staying, but like an idiot, I forgot, and then was questioned about where I was staying, with whom for how long. I made up a name of someone I was staying with and where we were meeting up, he calls that restaurant, makes me find some phone number of some girl that doesn't exist. And before he throws me on a plane to go back to New York (oh yeah, I know what to do next time) I say I don't want to cause any problem, I'll book a cheap hotel for the first night, and then meet up with the girl. He lets me go after booking a hotel (at the very friendly Brightside Apartments). The second night I do sleep on the beach and while it was unbelievably beautiful, it was fucking freezing and I was almost eaten alive by ants. The third night I go back to the Brightside Apartments, and the past two days I had been on my moped, so I felt the freedom that perhaps was the reason I came, so I didn't mind shelling out another hundred bones. I loved Bermuda despite Bermuda. It is very pretty. But kinda boring. I don't dig sight-seeing tours, so I made my own. And the beach. It was totally worth it. I'm in St. George right now, about to hitch to the airport to come back to New York. And tomorrow morning at eight a.m. I get to wait tables again. Perhaps reciting the orders won't be like pulling teeth for a while. Goodbye and good luck.
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[22 May 2006|12:48pm]
i'm going to bermuda tomorrow for a four day vacation. i don't know anyone there, and i didn't know how expensive the island was until after i bought the ticket. i may illegally camp out on the beach. here's to not getting arrested!
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[14 May 2006|04:26pm]
i've cut caffeine out of my diet, but i'm still not feeling fully awake. any suggestions?
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other men's quotes [17 Apr 2006|09:23pm]
"free time is as valuable as money"

"one must manage his time as he does his money"


this may be more important later
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[17 Apr 2006|02:27am]
i just got an ibook g4. this is the last of me using fucking bobst library to check my fucking email. hurray for wireless!
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[20 Mar 2006|07:55pm]
I just have to realize and accept that I am going to have a major shitfest before an audition, and position myself accordingly under Dave's Mom. No, I mean, have a little extra time to allow for that. Because, whatever, that's my method. Fuck you Strasberg, I'ma go shit and remember that other time before an audition when I shat, and maybe cry a little about it. Because once it's through, it's through. And when I act, I feel so light and springy.

Keanu Reeves came in for lunch last week, and everyone got their panties in a twist.

I just landed something that may or may not make me famous. Time will tell.

Nowadays I carry a bottle of wine with me in my bag. With three wine keys.

It needs to get warm again, right?
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[15 Mar 2006|04:17pm]
Why does the Southeast entrance to the Union Square subway always smell like homeless? Even if no one's around?
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[27 Feb 2006|03:20pm]
My egestive track goes a bit nutty before an audition.

Try a thrice-shit before 12:30pm. I only got up at 10!

That's all said and done and my insides have slowed the fuck down.

I am back at the gym, hopefully for a permanent stint, and it's the people I realize I miss.

Eyebrows, The Hair, The 80s Hair, The Bald-Spot Guy, the Asian Meathead, the Jew Meathead, Cho Chang, Creepy Old Dude, The Russian Squad, 'Mo.

I've missed them!

And how I've missed you.
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[24 Jan 2006|02:24pm]
i did have something to say...
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[21 Jan 2006|11:57am]
Here's one for overheardinnewyork.com

Dude #1: Sometimes when it's erect you can't tell.
Chicks #1 and #2 in unison: That's true.
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[13 Jan 2006|02:00pm]
i now know what it feels to be purged. that feeling occurs when, having food poisoning, you find yourself puking in the sink, because you have diarrhea in the can. i bet i'ma size 3 now.
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