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That's right, I'm posting again. You wanna fight about it?
I have a very good reason for posting again, and that reason is as follows:
I FOUND THE CD I THOUGHT I LOST MONTHS AGO!!!!!
Whatever Wednes, you might be saying (dick!), CD's are readily availible, and what you can't buy, you can download for free--so what's the big f'n deal? Well, this was a CD lovingly and painstakingly remastered from a 15-year-old tape (that I no longer have) of a series of radio drama's I did in college. They feature: The Guy I had a crush on, The girl I wished I was, That one guy who was really funny, The Guy whose talent I envy to this day, A guy who was laughably pathetic then and remains so to this day, A guy who is dead now, A really annoying drinking buddy, and Me. There's actually a larger cast than that, but that's the jist of it. I don't actually know how to put music up online for downloading purposes, or else I'd share the nostaligic badness for all of you.
It's called Deadland . It's about a guy (the talent guy) who dies and is supposed to go to heaven, but there's no room so he's waiting around Deadland for someone to get him. He meets a plucky chick (me) and a crazy old man (pathetic) and they go off on some wacky adventures. They get caught in a giant lawnmower, meet Mario Lanza, and eventually have to fight a Star Trek style battle to the death. As you might guess, it's spectacularly bad.
The point is, I was really, really sad that I lost it.
And I was really, really happy to come across it, totally unlabeled, on the cluttered ruins that is my desk.
(for those of you who don't know, I do 99% of my writing at my Global Command Centre, relegating my desk to that flat surface where I put things until I know what to do with them--which is often a long long time)
So you know...Woot and such.
Since I'm here and this is a Wednes Past kinda post; here's something else I used to love:
Because as![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nate101000 would say: If you've never hankered for a hunka cheese, you're a communist.
Now if I could just find that McDonald's commercial I did in high school...
I FOUND THE CD I THOUGHT I LOST MONTHS AGO!!!!!
Whatever Wednes, you might be saying (dick!), CD's are readily availible, and what you can't buy, you can download for free--so what's the big f'n deal? Well, this was a CD lovingly and painstakingly remastered from a 15-year-old tape (that I no longer have) of a series of radio drama's I did in college. They feature: The Guy I had a crush on, The girl I wished I was, That one guy who was really funny, The Guy whose talent I envy to this day, A guy who was laughably pathetic then and remains so to this day, A guy who is dead now, A really annoying drinking buddy, and Me. There's actually a larger cast than that, but that's the jist of it. I don't actually know how to put music up online for downloading purposes, or else I'd share the nostaligic badness for all of you.
It's called Deadland . It's about a guy (the talent guy) who dies and is supposed to go to heaven, but there's no room so he's waiting around Deadland for someone to get him. He meets a plucky chick (me) and a crazy old man (pathetic) and they go off on some wacky adventures. They get caught in a giant lawnmower, meet Mario Lanza, and eventually have to fight a Star Trek style battle to the death. As you might guess, it's spectacularly bad.
The point is, I was really, really sad that I lost it.
And I was really, really happy to come across it, totally unlabeled, on the cluttered ruins that is my desk.
(for those of you who don't know, I do 99% of my writing at my Global Command Centre, relegating my desk to that flat surface where I put things until I know what to do with them--which is often a long long time)
So you know...Woot and such.
Since I'm here and this is a Wednes Past kinda post; here's something else I used to love:
Because as
nate101000 would say: If you've never hankered for a hunka cheese, you're a communist.Now if I could just find that McDonald's commercial I did in high school...