Veridis Quo?

Veridis Quo is just the title of the song I'm listening to, it's about 6 minutes long and since it's Daft Punk, it's getting me sorta pumped for Tron.

Which, to me, is the only viable excuse for going MIA on House

It's been a productive 3-day week. Well, with the end of theater conference on Saturday, I decided I'd be in the musical. This caused a whole mess of excitement among my peers and more importantly, myself. This audition's got me feeling a bit more and less confident, simultaneously. Well, last time, I just needed a monologue, add some character, add cocaine beforehand as to forget you have feelings, and voila, you've got your audition. This time, I have to not only do the monologue, I've got to sing a 1-2 minute song piece from a musical, which means I can't just cheat and sing Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger. Which is a real drag because I can do a pretty nice computerized voice.

Well, the monologue from that is probably one of the funniest things I've ever read, though it's incredibly confusing and for about the first week, the meaning behind it all flew completely over my head. It's from The Bald Soprano, a play introduced to me by the guy at conference who taught me about absurdest humor. It goes a little something like this:

Elizabeth and Donald are now too happy to be able to hear me. I can therefore let you in on a secret. Elizabeth is not Elizabeth, Donald is not Donald. And here is the proof: the child that Donald spoke of is not Elizabeth's daughter, they are not the same person. Donald's daughter has one white eye and one red eye like Elizabeth's daughter. Whereas Donald's child has a white right eye and a red left eye, Elizabeth's child has a red right eye and a white left eye! Thus all of Donald's system of deduction collapses when it comes against this last which destroys his whole theory. In spite of the extraordinary coincidences which seem to be definitive proofs, Donald and Elizabeth, not being the parents of the same child, are not Donald and Elizabeth. It is in vain that he thinks he is Donald, it is in vain that she thinks she is Elizabeth. He believes in vain that she is Elizabeth. She believes in vain that he is Donald - They are sadly deceived. But who is the true Donald? Who is the true Elizabeth? Who has any interest in prolonging this confusion? I don't know. Let's not try to know. Let's leave things as they are. My real name is Sherlock Holmes.

Yeah, it's pretty out there. However, I'm more worried about the music piece, I've yet to find one. I'll come up with one eventually, but whatever.

Anyway, in other news: Yesterday, I was in my director's class when he decided to show my friend and I this blogger named Hyperbole and a Half. Assuming you read more blogs than just mine, you might've heard of her. I read a couple of her blogs, and I noticed a couple of things. 1.) She's the best blogger on the planet. 2.) She's funny 3.) She uses her own artwork (which has it's own scheme) to help guide the reader through her stories. This is probably the most important of those 3 things that I've noticed. And I may start doing it myself. However, you can tell this woman is a great artist, even though she purposely draws her pictures to look childish. I'm not a good artist. I can draw, but I can't draw well. So if I do that, it'll be starting soon once I get my own scheme down and the like

The kind of scheme I'm looking at, it'd be color-coded and people would be identified by the letter on their face

This might actually serve as a permanent replacement for pictures I get off of just browsing through the web, which might add a bit more spice to my blogs. Hey, I'd love to blog more consistently if I got a nice amount of consistent readers. I guess it just takes time.

Oh, there's one thing original to my blogs that is returning: The Top 20 Countdowns. And I've decided on a brand new list to do: My Favorite Top 20 Song Lyric Segments. Yes, it'd be 100% opinion, but it was a Eureka moment that I cannot pass on. So that's the plan.

Other than that, I've got nothing to do until tomorrow, Turkey day, you all should know. Saw Harry Potter over the weekend with my girlfriend and really liked it so I'm watching the rest as I can, until then, have a good Thanksgiving, and, I know I wouldn't normally do this, but spread the word about this blog, I need something to consume my time with, but I can't consume without reason.

Ignore the mis-colored section at the top that you didn't notice before, I can't find the right color