Sadly, the MPAA slapped this trailer with a red ban so you won't see it in theatres....
Deliver Us From Evil
Saturday, September 30
Tuesday, September 26
Typical Tuesday
Here's my day in a nutshell...
-woke up to minor earthquake
-sang Michael Jackson song in front of 300 people
-hit on by a sixteen year old boy in the dark
-chased by paparazzi of high school girls with disposable cameras
-threw up while riding my bicycle
-threw up on my driveway
-went to bed
-woke up to minor earthquake
-sang Michael Jackson song in front of 300 people
-hit on by a sixteen year old boy in the dark
-chased by paparazzi of high school girls with disposable cameras
-threw up while riding my bicycle
-threw up on my driveway
-went to bed
Tuesday, September 12
When we heed a certain call
It's that time of year again. Head bowed, avoiding all eye contact, hiding inside my locker til after cleaning time, I thought this year I could maybe, just maybe get out of participating in the dignity-sucking School Festival hit pararde. Last year, I gave it my best Karen Carpentar, belting out On Top Of The World with a shit-eating grin spread wide across my face. Did I have fun? Absolutely. In a kind of, "well, this is a unique Japanese experience that I never care to repeat" kind of way. And just when I thought I was off the hook, two students slyly entrapped me at my desk, slipping me a CD and requesting with sad, puppy dog eyes that I sing again this year. When I looked at what they wanted me to sing, I asked them if they were freaking bananas. They looked at me blankly, muttered "nani?" and took my reply as a yes. I will say this: my moment has come. On stage, performing before a live audience and backed by a full brass band, I have been hand-picked to sing We Are The World. By myself.
I`ve been studiously watching the 1985 video in an attempt to master the swaying and facial ticks of each singer. Oh, yes. I plan to do all the voices. I especially love slipping from Dionne Warwick to Willy Nelson. Or from Kenny Rogers to James Ingram. They're gonna think I'm possessed by a freaking demon. Any costume suggestions? Maybe just an oversized pair of padded headphones...
I`ve been studiously watching the 1985 video in an attempt to master the swaying and facial ticks of each singer. Oh, yes. I plan to do all the voices. I especially love slipping from Dionne Warwick to Willy Nelson. Or from Kenny Rogers to James Ingram. They're gonna think I'm possessed by a freaking demon. Any costume suggestions? Maybe just an oversized pair of padded headphones...
Monday, September 11
Invisible Ink
Maybe I wrote in invisible ink,
Oh I tried to think
How I could make it appear...
We are back from Indonesia. I haven't been able to write about it, not until now. And even this post is hush hush. We discovered something so life-altering in the jungle that it has been difficult to think of anything else. I'm pregnant. And boy, was that unexpected! In case you`re wondering how something like this could happen, see this post. Check out what we've been up to the past couple of weeks. I've started an offshore blog to document our shock and bewilderment (and our joy, of course). I promise to get back to regular updates soon. In the meantime, you can read about my retching at: http://littlegreen2007.blogspot.com
Oh I tried to think
How I could make it appear...
We are back from Indonesia. I haven't been able to write about it, not until now. And even this post is hush hush. We discovered something so life-altering in the jungle that it has been difficult to think of anything else. I'm pregnant. And boy, was that unexpected! In case you`re wondering how something like this could happen, see this post. Check out what we've been up to the past couple of weeks. I've started an offshore blog to document our shock and bewilderment (and our joy, of course). I promise to get back to regular updates soon. In the meantime, you can read about my retching at: http://littlegreen2007.blogspot.com
Sunday, September 10
Teaser Trailer
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