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Owen? I can't tell... it's hard to see up there.
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| SAVE ROSE ADDAMS PRODUCTIONS |
[May. 10th, 2007|09:48 pm] |
We're dying. I'm dying. Please, if you've ever enjoyed a Rose Addams Production, seen a Rose Addams Production, or just wondered who the fuck Rose Addams is, send a coupla bucks our way. Or just repost this so your friends'll see it and maybe I'll find a generous rich benefactor with some extra time on his hands. I can't even use the www.roseaddamsproductions.com email address anymore. Please, paypal to mlnreplyer@yahoo.com. Please.
Thanks, Owen Panno CEO Emeritus Rose Addams Productions (which may soon be dead)
P.S. I love Will Alvarado. |
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[Apr. 2nd, 2007|10:38 pm] |
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I'm going to CSUN. It used to be because I was poor. Now it's because I didn't take a second year of Spanish and literally every other college denied me acceptance. |
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[Feb. 26th, 2007|10:04 pm] |
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I feel like beating my head against a wall a whole bunch. |
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[Feb. 1st, 2007|09:54 pm] |
I'm writing a musical.
Well, me, Chris, and Selin.
It's going to rock.
Spring Rally: The Musical -- coming May 2007. |
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[Dec. 30th, 2006|09:20 pm] |
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| | Being Alive - Company | ] | Somebody hold me too close Somebody hurt me too deep Somebody sit in my chair And ruin my sleep And make me aware Of being alive.
Somebody need me too much Somebody know me too well Somebody pull me up short And put me through hell And give me support For being alive
Make me alive Make me confused Mock me with praise Let me be used Vary my days But alone Is alone Not alive.
Somebody crowd me with love Somebody force me to care Somebody make me come through I'll always be there As frightened as you To help us survive Being alive Being alive Being alive.
Somehow, I've gritted my teeth, put my nose to the grindstone, and done other painful things to my facial features -- I'm in the midst of yet another rewrite of Licorice Pizza, this being my ninth draft. This is the last one, I swear. I'm ditching that stupid England subplot, I'm making it a bit more psychological, I'm getting rid of that troublesome character I hated so much I never bothered to name her. I just have to write some new scenes and integrate the cuts and shit. It should come in at less than one hundred pages, which'll be cool. So, yeah. More power to me. |
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| Piano. |
[Dec. 26th, 2006|10:58 pm] |
I'm teaching myself to play piano. I'm not bad. I can play:
The openings to:
"Magic to Do" from Pippin "Suddenly Seymour" from Little Shop of Horrors "One" from A Chorus Line "The Ballad of Sweeney Todd" from Pippin... wait... Sweeney Todd "Suppertime" from Little Shop of Horrors "Halloween" from RENT
And I just bought the Avenue Q and Company vocal selections books. Yay for me.
Oh, and I'm considering "Dance: Ten; Looks: Three" as an audition song for TADW next year. |
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