Show Obrist

2005-10-25T12:49:00.000-07:00

check out jojostiletto.blogspot.com

2005-08-12T11:05:00.000-07:00

Bruce Springsteen rocks. I admit it. I won't be buying many albums or listening to his music all the time. But, I get it now. As I always knew I would.

2005-08-08T11:57:00.000-07:00

I am proud to announce to you all that I married my right rollerskate in a beautiful ceremony on August 7th. Diva Skate was witness to the joyous event!

2005-08-04T09:28:00.000-07:00

The Sockit Wenches!

2005-07-25T12:54:00.000-07:00

2005-06-16T17:31:00.000-07:00

One post of month...that seems about right.

Check in on various areas of my life:
Work is very busy. So busy I am not going to bother to mention that my annual review/raise is coming up. People are stressed out. When people are stressed out, they give me bad reviews. I learn well around here.

Roller derby is trucking along and has become the all consuming life changing activity that I expected it would be. I can play well, now. I visited my neurologist for the last time until next June.

RollerCon, the first annual roller derby convention in Las Vegas, is my next big thrill. I'm literally saving my pennies (in a velvet jesus piggy bank).

Burlesque has taken a back seat to derby. Hopefully I'll find more time...soon.

Eric is another ever-present joy in my life. Funny how I thought I was content and busy enough to suit my needs. I was wrong. I don't mind being wrong about this one.

2005-05-16T21:59:00.000-07:00

Sunday morning I head out for with Eric, my boyfriend, for brunch with his family at the Alexis Hotel. Oh, how sweet. Boyfriend and family and brunch. But, that's not what this story is about today, kittens. This story is just a small anecdote to represent the carnival tilt-a-whirl, cotton candy, rock-n-roll, gliteratti puppet show, train robbery HOLY FUCKING SHIT ride that my life has become. But, I digress.

I was sitting in this lovely restuarant chatting with said boyfriend and family and I clearly overheard my name, Jo Jo Stiletto, from the other side of the room. I thought I was imagining things, in that weird sort of "am I becoming that shallow? I hear my name in restuarants now" kind of way. But, it wasn't just me. Britta looked at me as if to say, "did you not hear someone across the room say your derby name? Do you know them?" And, the most amazing fucking thing was I DIDN'T KNOW them. I had no idea who these people were! I'm not a good skater. I'm not that pretty of a girl. But, by being nothing other than myself. By wanting to try something new, my challenging myself in the deepest and scariest of ways, I've been happier than I can ever imagine. Complete strangers were talking about me in a restuarant and not in a bad way.Word!

sincerely, JO JO

ps. Okay, I had to go over and ask this group of six why they were talking about Jo Jo Stiletto. Turns out one in the party, Andrea, knows Pete. AKA Skid Vicious. And his friend Ian, who I've met. But, she did say "you're just as they described...redheaded and gorgeous" and "what an honor". So, not complete strangers talking about me. But, that's still pretty cool.

I tried a hat on a few hours later. Yep. Five times too small.

2005-05-09T17:31:00.000-07:00

Jo Jo Stiletto once again makes the papers for not doing anything. I was benching this game:
http://www.skagitvalleyherald.com/articles/2005/05/09/sports/sports01.txt

Family friendly? They must not know Jo Jo Stiletto.

2005-05-06T17:04:00.000-07:00

How do Penguins get chlamydia?!?

Cause they are dirty, dirty birds.

Chlamydia Outbreak Kills a Dozen Penguins
Fri May 6, 8:00 AM ET

SAN FRANCISCO - An outbreak of chlamydia at the San Francisco Zoo has left a dozen penguins dead, according to a spokesman.

The bacteria, which was most likely transmitted to the birds by an infected seagull, is spread through airborne saliva or other bodily fluids, said Bob Jenkins, the zoo's director of animal care and conservation. A similar disease is sexually transmitted in humans.

"One quick exposure and you're off and running," Jenkins said, adding that at its height, nearly 80 percent of the zoo's penguin colony was infected. "It required very aggressive treatment on our part."

Zoo workers first noticed several lethargic birds about two months ago. The penguins that died were mostly original members of the colony and about 20-years old, Jenkins said. Their weakened immune systems led to kidney failure and respiratory distress, which eventually killed them. The average penguin's life span is 15 to 20 years.

2005-04-28T11:25:00.000-07:00

My sweet Mordachi has returned to me. A little bit worn but no major damage. I still can't figure out who would steal a face plate to a tape deck.

2005-04-23T23:33:00.000-07:00

My fucking car was fucking stolen and I am stuck in New York on vacation which means I can't do anything about it. I deserve a cupcake. Or, I deserve a new trench coat that makes me look like a sexy FBI agent. Also, I almost lost my cell phone today. But the nice man at the bumper cars in Coney Island found it. Thank god. I was about to loose it for real this time.

April should be documented. I can't imagine what can POSSIBLY happen next. It's nutso bongo for real this time.

2005-04-23T23:32:00.000-07:00

I love New York.

2005-04-11T12:53:00.000-07:00

The 28th will be a hot show but I unfortunately can't be in it. CRAP.

2005-04-03T09:56:00.000-07:00

I hate LA.

2005-03-24T10:07:00.000-08:00

Jo Jo Stiletto From Coast to Coast:

Upcoming Burlesque performances.

April 4th Anything Goes hosted by Bella Berette. The Derby in Los Feliz (Los Angeles).

April 9th Miss Indigo Blue's Academy of Burlesque 101 Graduation with special guests. At the Rendezvous in Seattle.

April 18th This IS Burlesque 5! Fundraiser for Exotic World Museum. At the Catwalk in Seattle.

April 25th Burlesque hosted by the World Famous *BOB* at Galapagos in Brooklyn.

April 28th Academy of Burlesque SPRING FLING! Graduates Gone Wild! at the Re-Bar in Seattle.

2005-03-11T09:30:00.000-08:00

HAHA. Suck it Sara and Jake. Oh, I heart my siblings, though.

Older Siblings Smarter, Norwegian Study Shows

Health - Reuters

OSLO (Reuters) - First born children in Norway get better education and as adults are more successful in the job market than younger siblings, a Norwegian-U.S. study showed.
ons about your health?

"It is the birth order and not necessarily the size of the family that is important," said economics professor Kjell Salvanes of the Norwegian School of Economics and Business Administration. "It is better if you are the first born." Salvanes and two colleagues from the University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA) based their study on census data of Norwegians born between 1912 and 1975.

The findings will be published in the Quarterly Journal of Economics, a Harvard publication, in May.

They found that younger siblings tend to get less schooling than their elders and then end up with lower pay on average and were more likely to be in part-time work, Salvanes said. The findings were likely to hold true in other countries, he said.

"In terms of educational attainment, if you are the fourth born instead of the first, you get almost one year less education, and that is quite a lot," Salvanes told Reuters.

And first-born children tend to weigh more at birth than their younger brothers and sisters, which is a good predictor for educational success, Salvanes said.

Children alone with two adults also tend to get more intellectual stimulation than children in large families who get less parental attention, he said.

First-born children seem to learn from teaching their younger siblings, contrary to the common notion that younger children benefit by learning from their elders, Salvanes said.

So does that mean big sisters really are smarter?

"Yes. It's hard to admit because I have older sisters," Salvanes said.

2005-02-24T10:31:00.000-08:00

Summery of roller derby bout this weekend: The Sockit Wenches ruled the track. Official final score not remembered correctly but it was something like 71 to 54. We rock. Or I should say, my team rocks. I was a pretty pretty bench warmer.

Derby. This is going to be a big thing. Our fans went nuts. It was so disappointing to not be out in the action. I will overcome my shaking! I will only fall down if someone else put me there, not me. I'll be ready to take on the Derby Liberation Front on March 26th. And when I do, I deserve a cupcake!

2005-02-17T11:48:00.000-08:00

I am in love with the idea of creating a burlesque routine about to sassy, female lumberjacks. HOT!

The meds for my tremors are causing unusual dreams (a proclaimed side effect). I had a dream that one of my derby teammates had a daughter who was a baseball. A good deal of time in the dream was spent wondering about how she would breast feed a baseball.

Summary of the burlesque show this weekend: I think I did a pretty darn good job. I will shamelessly indulge in praise for a moment. A friend wrote, "You were the perfect 'classic' pinup girl, with contemporary sass, punk-attitude, and self posession. You commanded the stage with more strength and fun than anyone else who went out there that night." The friend may have a bias but I don't care. It felt good and it felt right where I was supposed to be. MORE MORE MORE! That's what I want.

2005-02-09T15:42:00.000-08:00

RIP Chester Copperpot. We loved you well.

Welcome Mordachi into our family. He's a white 1989 Toyota Camry with a clever little dimple in his chin. Hopefully he won't suffer the same fate as Sir Drives a Lot and Chester Copperpot (that is, hopefully he won't be carted off by the gay jew tards so soon....that was really un-PC of me but I learned it frow watching Kiki and Herb so it is okay).

This weekend: Burlesque debut. Next weekend: Derby Debut. Luckily, I have a purse full of new drugs to help me through.

2005-01-31T13:05:00.000-08:00

This article has no real news but is fantastic. Get the headline, "'Doris Day' film proves a rude shock to churchgoing Britons".

http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=1503&ncid=1503&e=20&u=/afp/20050127/ts_afp/afplifestylebritain

Why is this a "Top Story". The best part is, "My wife and I were very shocked but we watched it until the end because we couldn't believe what we were seeing." Yeah, right.

2005-01-25T10:56:00.000-08:00

I can't see the fucking neurologist until February 7th. Crap.

My skates are here! Woot Woot!

2005-01-19T13:31:00.000-08:00

Changed my mind. This is my new favorite description:

What is Tremor?

Tremor refers to rhythmic shaking of a body part. There are more than 20 kinds of tremor. Essential Tremor (ET) is the most common. Although called benign essential tremor in the past, it may be far from benign. It may be frustrating, embarrassing, or disabling. People with ET may avoid dining in restaurants or talking in front of others. They may be tired of being told they're "nervous" because their voice quivers or they fear the ordeal of signing a check in public.

Essential tremor is a very common and complex neurologic movement disorder. It is not caused by another neurological condition or the side effect of a medication. ET usually affects the hands, but it may also affect the head and neck (causing shaking), face, jaw, tongue, voice (causing a shaking or quivering sound), the trunk and, rarely, the legs and feet. The tremor may be a rhythmic "back-and-forth" or "to-and-fro" movement produced by involuntary contractions of the muscle. Severity of the tremors can vary greatly from hour to hour and day to day.

Some people experience tremor only in certain positions – this is called postural tremor. Tremor that worsens while writing or eating is called kinetic or action-specific tremor. Most people with ET have both postural and kinetic tremor.

2005-01-19T13:07:00.000-08:00

I think that physical contact with my skin makes men loose brain cells. Seriously. Or, maybe my expectations are too high.

I have been doing a little research on my benign tremors and I have discovered something that I missed before. It is actually described as a disease. Dude! I have a neurological disease!!!! Here is a fun website: www.essentialtremors.org

Here is my favorite description:
If your hands or head shake, check with a neurologist. Most commonly, you will have a harmless condition called benign essential tremors.

Shaking can be caused by stimulants that your body produces during excitement, anxiety, fear, and when you blood sugar is low; by stimulants in foods such as coffee, tea, chocolate and colas; and drugs such as those used to treat asthma, hyperactivity, depression, mania and allergies; by vigorous exercise and fatigue, and by diseases such as parkinsonism and an overactive thyroid. The most common cause of shaking is a harmless condition called benign essential tremors. The disease occurs in families and usually starts after puberty and continues throughout life. Usually, those with benign essential tremor shake only with movement and have lousy handwriting, while those with Parkinsonism shake both at rest and when they move.

People with benign essential tremors are often embarrassed by their condition because they know that most onlookers think that they shake because they are nervous. Most learn rather quickly that they can control their shaking by drinking alcohol, but their shaking worsens after the effects of alcohol wear off. The vast majority can control their shaking almost completely when they take a class of drugs called beta blockers, such as propranolol, starting off at 10 mg four times a day and increasing the dose if they need to do so.

2005-01-14T09:20:00.000-08:00

SUCK IT, you stupid cold! I am so sick of being sick. I would love to wake up in the morning and NOT be coughing my brains out. Just once!

From now on Jesus Poet is to be known as Bisexual Jesus Poet (if he is ever actually spoken of past this moment, which would be odd). Such a nice confused young man.

2005-01-12T14:38:00.000-08:00

No, I'm the governor.

2005-01-11T14:34:00.000-08:00

Many of the actions I take in life require a leap of faith. I don't know if that is the right phrase—leap of faith. Maybe I just follow my whims. No. That's not quite right, either. I suppose the best way to describe some of my actions that that taking a risk is such a rare pleasure that I can't help but take advantage of it.

I've been pondering today the risk invovled with "making the moves" on a friend. To many folks, including myself, it always seems like the risk you take in that situation involves the largest consequences. It's not like trying out for roller derby and not making it. What would I have lost there? The chance to get knocked over? But, I think I am about to convince myself to believe that the risk involved is actually about the same. It's strange that I am comparing this to derby but it kind of feels similar. I had a thought about a male friend that made me go, "oh, that seems like fun." Why not? How weird could things really get? Might I make an ass of myself? Most definitely.

And if I change my mind....so be it.

I feel silly now.

2005-01-06T17:14:00.000-08:00

Read more about ladies of the wheels:

http://www.thestranger.com/2004-06-03/feature2.html

2005-01-06T16:24:00.000-08:00

I am a snot factory. Wooo Wooo!

Okay, a year in review:

Two heart stompings with me on the receiving end. Take that!
One certificate in arts management for non-profit stuck to the fridge.
Less than 10 weeks as a director of development for a non-profit.
Disappointments too numerous to count.
Several insane crying fits.
One fed up Jessica.
28 pounds lost. Fuck that.
One mile run without stopping. Woo Woo!
By years end, all of the bad events and feelings are just numbers—statistics.

I'm a girl living in a magic city with a good job, pink hair, a personality-plus pet hamster, a pair of pasties and a pair of roller skates. I have no idea what to expect. I am happy.

2004-12-21T10:40:00.000-08:00

Come the new year, Jo Jo Stiletto will be born.

I have the fantastic challenge of attempting to juggle rehearsals for burlesque and practices for roller derby. How does one intertwine these two personas? Or, are they one in the same? As a friend pointed out, there is a high potential for grabbing the wrong bag and showing up at the skate rink with pasties instead of skates. Thus creating a wonderfully hilarious sitcom-like moment. "I can't believe I grabbed the wrong bag! How embarassing?!"

Speaking of burlesque, is it funny to have a large, pink velcro shapped heart on your ass and ask the audience to toss smalls felt covered balls at it? I want to do something in the spirit of Valentine's Day.

2004-12-13T10:57:00.000-08:00

I made it! I went to roller derby tryouts and I didn't suck. I AM A RAT CITY ROLLER GIRL!

check it out: www.ratcityrollergirls.com

2004-12-07T17:42:00.000-08:00

Someone just told me they thought I would be a good writer. He's the assistant creative director at work. Yesterday they said they thought I was one of the funniest people here. I think the phrase "dry wit" and "good observer" were used. Do I use this power for good or evil? Evil I think.

Hum...a thought.

Do I dive back in to my lost art? Do I try to figure out if I really do like to write, much like I did back when I started college? I could throw away that whole insecurity about grammer and using words correctly?

Nahhhh. I'll stick with this burlesque business for a while. The sassy little lass that lives deep down inside my heart needs a chance to strut.

2004-11-29T14:28:00.000-08:00

That best description of my thanksgiving weekend with the fam is that they put on a fantastic show by just being themselves.

I am smelling rather musky today. I can't tell if it is good or bad.

2004-11-22T11:34:00.000-08:00

I think I have a new art project I would like to try to work on. A vision of a comic book style project came to me this weekend. The "comic book" would not be illustrations but photographs of sock puppets. The narrative would be about my many adventures in relationship land. I like this idea a lot.

2004-11-19T13:53:00.000-08:00

I think I am getting all worked up over nothing for lack of something better to do. Shit. I need more hobbies.

Speaking of hobbies: Any suggestions for good songs to perform a burlesque routine to?

2004-10-13T16:28:00.000-07:00

I recently quit my job at Theater Schmeater. A certain former boyfriend asshat kept pissing me off so I had to say, "this ain't worth it, kittens." And I left.

Really, I realized that every time I left the theater I was in or near tears. That's no way to live. And, I thought it would get better but it was only getting worse. I couldn't fix this. I tried. I tried to approach it with kindness and intelligence. I only got malice and spite in return. So, couple his asshat treatment of me with former asshat's treatment and my happy, sunshiney disposition was turning into sadness. ALL THE TIME.

I can't wait to be happy again.

2004-08-20T11:07:00.000-07:00

I have a new pet. He is an adorable little hamster that I decided to name Cameltoe. Say what you will about that name. It makes me laugh hysterically to even think about it. Thus, the hamster is serving his purpose of making me happy.

2004-08-12T17:32:00.000-07:00

Last time I had a crazy notion to go to San Francisco to absorb great art, someone else stole my idea and I DIDN'T GET TO GO WITH HER. I hope you enjoyed that Diana Arbus exhibit, Lesley.

This time, the strange little pickle of an idea that got lodged up by butt is coming true. I am going to San Francisco at the end of this month to see Black Rider at ACT. I am flying for free, staying in a hostel and I bought a ticket from some hippie on craigslist. ha HA.

2004-08-03T16:04:00.000-07:00

HOLY FUCK! The Black Rider is being done by A.C.T. in San Francisco. If I could only come up with airfare, accomodations and ticket money.

http://www.act-sfbay.org/

2004-07-30T10:07:00.000-07:00

This is why I have been down: I was fool enough to let two inviduals in to my heart in a way I had never before and it ended up hurting me in ways I had never been hurt before.

It's not that I didn't expect it being hurt. I know that when I do allow myself to feel just about anything it is generally so strong that it tends bowl me over. Thus, I avaid and am often frigid or emotionally detached. But, there are times when I remember that "emotions to not equal weakness" and just roll with the flow. Anger, hate, love, disappointment, happiness, joy. These are not bad things. Being ruled by emotions all the time: bad thing. Being ruled by emotions once in a while: not bad.

I'm in a spot in which sad is all around me. Am I wallowing a bit? Probably. I am disappointed by myself and the one's who didn't fall. I am scared for the first time of being alone. I got used to the idea that it's okay to let someone be there for you. And I started to need that feeling. The feeling that sometimes I could take care of someone and they would take care of me. I am scared that something will happen to me when I am alone and no one will be there. While I am feeling this, a good family friend is in the hospital. She lives by herself and the only thing that saved her life was her daughter, who happened to be visiting for the weekend. That sounds so fucking dire, but awful will happen. Hey, that's probably why I can't stand being at my apartment right now. I only go home to sleep.

A list of failures keeps running throught my mind, and those failures have first names like Bradley, Zach, Seth. Silly to think of relationship as failures, but I wallowing so I can. I found something in each of them worth falling in love with. I am beating myself up, searching for the reason why I am so unloveable. Wallow wallow wallow. When I am like this, I am not really charming, am I? I should have been strong enough to walk away instead of being abandoned.

wallow.

Hey, this is a good outlet. I went back to trying to actually do some creative writing recently. It is crap. But, the sock puppets are fantastic. What interesting things will come out in sock puppet form while I am channeling all this angst?

2004-07-29T10:16:00.000-07:00

If you miss seeing Hedwig live you will fall in to a consumption and DIE!
It's really that good.

2004-07-15T16:59:00.000-07:00

Tonight I get the great pleasure of a shopping spree at the Castle Adult Superstore. WEEEE!

The real story is that they are donating prizes to the theater shmeater HOLD MY HAIR BACK benefit on July 21st (www.schmeater.org)

2004-07-08T14:27:00.000-07:00

Lessons learned:

For some people, "acting like an adult" means complete and utter avoidance.

Eating fried food after 2am = very sick.

Yes, Ruth, disappointment is the worst feeling in the world.

The 4th of July is good for sleeping.

It is possible to sleep too much.

I am a creature of independance. Not because I like to be alone. But because I can't stand the feeling being abadoned.

Pink hair dye will get the darnedest places.

2004-07-01T14:01:00.000-07:00

Wowwowowowwowowow Wow!

I had a birthday spectacular to beat all others. It was fantastical fun. I still don't understand why this particular birhtday caused such a large flow of love in my general direction. I'm just sticking to the belief that should not question this good fortune too much. I will leave it as the sign that I am beloved in Seattle. Not by one particular boy but by many, many good friends who will spring to action when called upon.

Do I really have time to summarize all the lovely little details? Not reallly. I'll be as brief as I can:

kiki and herb. special treatment from staff (word travels fast about b-days). Signed posters and kisses from both the performers.

manicure with Ruth. Private dinner to myself (thank goodness for quiet time). Party at Jade that continues to the theater.

Pride Parade with morning cocktails. Nap. Feeling meloncoly (the only possible reaction to such fun). Make myself go watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind to feel more meloncoloy. It worked, only marginally.

2004-06-21T17:06:00.000-07:00

It is fitting that the 25th year of my life should be wrought with such trouble with men. It seems that I was almost intentionally waiting for this year to blow my wad. Thank god it is almost over. My energy for putting up with these boys is waning.

2004-06-21T15:19:00.000-07:00

Nick Garrison appears in blog once more.

He came in to the cast party on Saturday. He said I looked smashing. He also, after I revealed I had just been dumped, and the said boy was standing just across the room, proclaimed that I am much better looking than the meathead.

This extremely shallow comment made me feel fantastic.

2004-06-18T16:46:00.000-07:00

Banging head against wall. Ha ha. Very funny.

It is better to have loved and lost then never loved at all. pooh.

I am a quirkyalone in nature and I was foolish to try and change that.

2004-06-14T08:53:00.000-07:00

a pile of dust

2004-06-14T08:29:00.000-07:00

Going down to Oregon for my sister's graduation is not a relaxing vacation. Meeting Veronica's new "boyfriend" who keeps making comments about my breasts and menage-a-tois is not pleasant experience. Riding in cars and trains so much that my back is super sore makes me grumpy.

Making my mom laugh a lot, that was pretty keen.

2004-06-08T13:07:00.000-07:00

I'm all grown up. I have a temp helping me this week and a intern in a few weeks. I feel super. And super stressed. La.

2004-06-06T20:42:00.000-07:00

Boy do I love updating my blog from unusual locations. The site for today is from a suite at Seahawks stadium. I am here watching a soccer game. Just me an Seth in a suite all to ourselves. It is raining but not on us. There is a pickle up someone's ass but I can't say who.

2004-06-01T10:24:00.000-07:00

Dear Fucking LORD! That previous post is way too optimistic. Was that me? Gross Gross Gross.

I think I may have a latent talent for telekinesis that is mysteriously going to come on full force for my 26th birthday. Two major fires in my near proximity in recent history can only be taken as a sign.

On a MUCH MUCH sadder note. Karin wrote this morning with memories of a former student that was killed in Iraq. Lara wrote about putting down her beloved pet Lupi. I am imagining the amount of free-flowing tears from my dear friends and there is nothing I can do but send lame words of comfort.

I spent three out of the last four days volunteering at the Northwest FolkLife Festival. No sunburn. No fun, either. I am almost thankful I had a small emotional freakout on Saturday, saving me from being there all four days.

2004-04-05T11:43:00.000-07:00

I feel out of touch with my body;out of touch with myself. It can't possibly be me that is so lucky to be dating S. But, it is. I am confused. I am quite happy. It permeates. Giddy.

Fucking springtime.

2004-04-02T08:39:00.000-08:00

Damn. You people know me too well. Yesterday's post was met with instant scepticism. No need to say April Fools I guess. Bastards.

2004-03-30T08:35:00.000-08:00

Today's listening library includes:
Jon Rauhouse's Steel Guitar Air Show
Black Heart Procession with Solbakken
Manu Chao, Clandestino
PJ Harvey, Stories from the City, Stories from the Sea
Neko Case, Blacklisted
Gillian Welsh, Revival
Cat Power, You
And, of course, Einsturzende Neubauten

2004-03-26T17:20:00.000-08:00

I have been trying to listen to Einsturzende Neubauten at work. Someone is drilling in my head. It doesn't really hurt. It doesn't really feel good either. I am trying to understand why my friends enjoy this music so damn much. It's confusing. My head hurts now.

2004-03-12T09:30:00.000-08:00

I think the tour buses for Brittney Spears are parked in the same lot that I leave Chester in. That's all I really have to say.

2004-03-11T10:32:00.000-08:00

DAZZLE CAMOUFLAGE

I am wearing a black wig today at work. This is what I have learned from wearing a black wig to work:
100% of females I encounter know I am wearing a wig.
10-15% of males I encounter know I am wearing a wig.

I conclude that men are more easily deceived by the "smoke and mirrors" the makes up Jessica. I should use these findings to my advantage.

2004-03-10T17:00:00.000-08:00

How sad to think that if I can't write about theater in my blog it basically ceases to exist?

I am still very sad about Spalding.

I am trying to be a good little kitten and get school work done but so many things in my post-college adult life are distracting me. I must pretend that I am Captain Smarty Pants tonight cause I am smartiest smarty pants ever. Pants.

2004-02-11T14:43:00.000-08:00

Welcome to the year 2004.

http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=572&ncid=572&e=1&u=/nm/20040211/lf_nm/life_obscenity_dc_1

2004-02-11T14:08:00.000-08:00

Maybe this will be my "little adventures blog" in which i describe all my daily adventures. In and out of the city she goes. Where she stops, nobody knows.

2004-02-10T13:33:00.000-08:00

This is going to be the most boring blog ever.

2004-02-10T08:52:00.000-08:00

Hello faithful.

I have decided to remove my old blog. As I get more invested in the theater community I think commenting on it may make some conflicts of interest. Like I need more of those. So, I don't know what I am going to write about anymore. Stay tuned.