TOP STORY: To State and Mecca
I've been quite busy and the origional draft of the newsletter was destroyed. First, I will say that, by the end of the week, there'll be some changes around here. You see, the school wants us to go to uniform pages and that isn't cool, so I'm launching the THUGficial page. All the changes I've wanted to make since the Official Page's inception, updated at least weekly. There will be a bullshit page to make the district happy, but it will prominently feature a link to get the hell outta there. Second, how'd you fellas like state. I loved it myself (Except that I never found Nicolette, god she was hot, oh well, there's always internationals). The Japan thing was great, new vision for my SDOAP, yada yada. I had fun. And by the way, congrats to Corinne, our big winner, and second in the new Clements Dynasty. Third, just got back from Tech. That school kicks ass. I really want to go there now, however, that is going to put me much further away from here than UH would. So I'm probably going to see all of you guys a lot less than I planned. Solution, go to Tech. I was just talking to their Theatre department and it's (As the French fellow says in Python) "It'sa verrry niiice," especially if your preferred Theatre role rhy -mes with "Geckie." While at Tech, I visited the Buddy Holly Museum [e.g. Mecca] (And noticed Lubbock's assortment of Holly rip-off businesses, including, Buddy Holli's auto parts). Nice stuff, saw his Strat (Survived a plane crash in tact, which says a lot about Fenders), glasses, the whole bit. One thing concerns me, they had his report cards, Cub Scout uniform, and all this other embarassing old crap. Promise me this, if I die famous, don't let them do it to me. Thanks.SDOAPIFICATION
That's right, Monday and Tuesday, my "ahem" business associate, Jeff Harris, and I are going to hold auditions for our jaw-dropping SDOAP, THE ATTEMPTED MURDER OF PEGGY SWEETWATER. Yes, I realize it is (Sort of) another parody of a melodrama, but that was entirely unintentional. I guarantee this is one of the funniest scripts I have ever read (And I am planning on doing a lotta crazy special effects), so please audition, I'm beggin' ya here.Album Review: "London Calling" by The Clash
This is the part of the show where I eat crow. I said I'd never like a punk album. I was wrong. This is not a pattern or precedent. This is a single, skillfully-made album I have to like (Spence liked it too, which says something). Sorta like Johnny Cash forced me to eat crow about country, this has led me to believe there is at least one redeeming punk\ska band out there (Too bad they dissolved in '83). So, the album, It's a damn good album. Strong horn section, hooky playing, acutal blues-based solos, balads, rasta, ska, rockabillyish stuff, and even a showtune thing (Jimmy Jazz). It actually jumps styles quite often (The main problem I have with punk/ska/hardcore/etc.) It keeps me entertained (I've listened to it about a dozen times, a normal run for a new album I like). Tho it probably doesn't deserve it, I'll give it five penguins as it is the only punk record I will ever favourably review again: SCORE:
of 5 penguins.
Haiku For the Taco Bell Chicken Quesedia
Feat of Strength #7
The Feat of Strength competition is a test to see how ballin' my Thespian brothers are. Each week's winner (The first to mail me the correct/best answer) will recieve a nominal prize. Last Weeks Winner was: A Certain State Board Member This week's prize is: My Dignity (Cash Value $27.36) This week's feat is: How many toy ice cream trucks does my little brother own? (You have until next 0600 Thursday GMT (Or midnight Wednesday, here) to mail me the answer.Until Next Week (Or whenever the hell it comes out)... Have fun and give it up to the Dutch.
