Osophy on Social Niceties, Abuse of
People would be easier to exploit if everyone followed the rules.
That Was Too Easy
So the apparent end to my never-ending saga of trying to get my diploma from the administrative clutches of USC is officially “Oh, we didn’t have a permanent address on file.” Hmm, that’s funny. I never deleted my address from their system. Maybe it was a computer virus. Or a monkey ate the address because he thought it was a banana. They could’ve called… after three months. Oh, well. Red tape. The University of Superfluous Contrivances. We’ll see if the diploma gets here in a week. If it does… that was too easy.
Why I Am Convinced That Online Dating Doesn’t Work… For Men
I have been a part of the dating scene for many years now, but I have yet to go on tons of dates. I’ve tried my hand (no pun intended) at internet dating with no luck whatsoever. I think I went on two dates total. Maybe three.
I came up with some of the most clever, original, intelligent, and humorous personals ads to be found anywhere on the net. Seriously. The response was underwhelming. So as of now I’m announcing that I’m giving up online dating altogether. As such, I can no more ask in this blog, “hey, know any cute chicks?
Ramblin’ Rows
What am I doing right now. Oh you know, the usual. Dealing with the angst of living a post-postmodern existence.
What am I doing with my life? I’d like to think I’m doing something. Anything. I’m starting my own production company. No clients at the moment. I work part-time at a friend’s production company, helping get them off the ground. 12 bucks an hour for producing. You can’t even get a secretary for that much. I should ask for more money.
If only my business had enough income to hire another employee.
Hello, Cornelius!
Okay, folks. Mark your calendars. No sooner did I close I Love You, You’re Perfect, Now Change in Evergreen than I’m booked for another show. You can see me starring next in Performance Now’s production of Hello Dolly! at the Lakewood Cultural Center, September 28-October 7.
🙂
Osophy on Staleness, Freshness of
Stale blogs are not like bread, which grows mould and crusts over with time, but fine wine, fermenting in the cool cellar of the internet, waiting to be rediscovered by search engines.
Osophy on Being
The more you are, the more you aren’t.
Routine
What’s it all for? Why are we here? What am I doing here? What’s it all about, Alfie? We get up in the morning, have breakfast, go to work, work, come home from work, blah, blah, blah. What do we hope to accomplish? What do we accomplish? We download software updates, type on our computers, drive our cars, watch our movies, what’s the point? Excuse me if I sound like a Nihilist today. I guess that’s what Monday mornings will do to people. The first utterance from my mouth today was a curse at my alarm clock.