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Wait.
Has Malinda decided that the time has come to breathe life back into her poor, neglected livejournal?
Will people once again be able to keep up with her life (at least somewhat) through blog form?
YES and YES.
The resurrection has begun!
Actually, most people have probably forgetten that I ever had a livejournal (To be honest, I kind of forgot about it myself- clearly.), so few to next to no humans are likely to read this post. Oh well!
To sum up my life at present:
-Have spent the greater part of the past year living back home with my parents. This is fine because I like my parents, and we all realize that this is not a permanent situation.
-Have spent the greater part of the past year working as an ESOL (English for Speakers of Other Languages) instructor in our county's public school system. This means that I work hard trying to teach the elementary kiddies the English- at least some of the ones that need a little boost!
-I am currently in a show at KAT (again) called Zanna, Don't! It is corny and campy, but I am really having a good time. I play five different roles, and I get to sing and dance, so it's great fun. Check out www.katonline.org for more info. I had been away from the stage for about 8 months or so (just taking an extended theatre break), and it's good to be performing again!
Those are the three big things. Also, I'm still dating this guy Jon. He's pretty cool, I guess. What is interesting is that we have been dating for quite a while (it will be two years in July), and I believe that the last time I updated this...we were not even remotely together. Time flies, huh? I will have to type up an account of our "how we met" story for posterity sometime. For now, this is enough entry. Bye!
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| Headshots! |
[17 May 2006|02:13pm] |
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Hi! I know I haven't updated this in forever...But here are my headshots! I got them taken on Monday (by Vanessa Vaughn- she is excellent.) I am interested to know what people think (which ones you like, why, etc...) Please let me know. Thanks!!
Here is the link...
http://www.fotomat.com/home/MWONDERFUL/EBFIEM7MHQ3U.EZP
Enjoy!!
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[31 Jan 2006|10:27am] |
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Well, I'm finally back in Maryland after three days in Miami. And guess what?
I RAN THE MARATHON!
And I finished!
Not that it matters, but here are my stats...
I ran 26.2 miles in 6 hours, 14 minutes.
I was 100th place in my age group.
I was 2368th place overall...good enough to get my name listed as a marathon finisher in the Miami Herald!
I got a really cool medal.
Within an hour of returning to our hotel room after the race, my roommate and I ordered a pizza from Domino's. I was so hungry that I ate a half of a Domino's mushroom pizza (that's four slices) in under ten minutes. So did my roommate. It was awesome.
Overall, a great experience. Even though running that last mile was probably the hardest thing I've ever done. My whole body wanted to shut down, but I kept going! And as much as my legs hurt right now, I know in my heart of hearts that I am definitely going to run more marathons!
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| ANNOUNCEMENT! |
[01 Dec 2005|12:21pm] |
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(drum roll, please...)
UTAS presents...Malinda Ellerman in concert!
Friday Dec. 2nd @ 7:30
UTAS will present graduating Theatre major Malinda Ellerman in a Cabaret in the Lab Theatre in the Clarice Smith Performing Arts Center, to raise money for her as she runs the AIDS Marathon in the Spring.
Come if you're local and available! Or just donate money, even if you ain't local...(see previous entry for details.)
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Hey guys,
I know I haven't posted for a while, but I have been sooooo busy!! Luckily, I am graduating in December...its coming up so soon, and I'm so excited about it. :-)
Anyway, this is a shameless livejournal attempt to hit you all up for some fundraising. As you all may or may not know, I am running in the Miami Marathon on January 29, 2006. Yes, that's 26.2 miles. Yes, I am a crazy person. But we all knew that. :-P
However, I am not just running the marathon, oh no...I am training through the National AIDS Marathon Training Program in order to raise money for the Whitman-Walker clinic. Whitman-Walker provides treatment, counseling, and other essential services for those suffering from HIV/AIDS in the D.C. area. They are really a top-notch organization...To read more about what they're all about, go to http://www.wwc.org .
But yes, I am raising money. And that's where you guys come in! If you could please please please give me a donation of some sort (no matter what the amount, every little bit helps!), I would be so grateful. But even more so, the thousands of AIDS/HIV patients and their family members that you will be helping will be grateful as well. I have committed to raise $2700 by December 15th, so please...donate as soon as possible, if you plan on doing so!
"So, how do I donate, Malinda? I want to do it NOW!" is hopefully what you are thinking. :-) It's easy. The direct link to my donation page is http://www.aidsmarathon.org/participant.asp?runner=DC-5086&Year=2005&EventCode=MI06 . From there, hit Donate Now, and then donate to your heart's content! But, if that doesn't work just go to www.aidsmarathon.org, click on "Sponsor A Runner," type my name (Malinda Ellerman) in the participant look up, and that'll take you to my donation page. From there, click on the forementioned "Donate Now" button. :-)
Thank you all so much for taking the time to read this. I hope everything is well with you. And who knows...maybe I'll actually have a real update soon!
Love,
Malinda
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| And It Begins. |
[15 Aug 2005|12:27pm] |
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As of approximately 11 o'clock, Saturday August 13th, I am a registered volunteer in the National AIDS Marathon Training Program.
What does this mean?
Well, in short, it means that I will be training in the DC area with a group of runners like myself in order to prepare for the Mardi Gras Marathon in New Orleans (a favorite location of mine for obvious reasons). Training starts on September 10th, and the marathon itself is on February 5th.
The Perks:
-I get to run a marathon (which I've always wanted to do)
-I will be pretty much forced to be in shape
-I will raise at least $2700 for the fight against AIDS
-I will make new friends
-I get a free trip to New Orleans, complete with hotel accomodations
-The marathon happens to be on my birthday, and I can't really think of a better way to celebrate the beginning of my 23rd year!
The Drawbacks:
...um, well...I had to pay $75 to register. But since I went to the interest meeting and registered there, I got a $20 discount. And really, I think $75 is a small amount to pay for such a great experience.
So, I guess I can't really think of any drawbacks. :-)
I'm excited already! I'm sure it will be tough at times, but hey...when I think of the people who have to wake up everyday and go through lives with an illness, running 26.2 miles doesn't seem that bad.
For more information, visit http://www.aidsmarathon.com
I'm sure I'll be hitting people up for pledges in no time.
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[25 Jul 2005|03:00pm] |
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It's not every weekend that I get to...
1) Dress like a rockstar (really!) to attend a premiere of a musical.
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2) Take a whirlwind daytrip to New York to see a Broadway show.
This weekend was, in short, AMAZING.
First, Grand Hotel premiere at WST. Ryan and I got all rockstar glam, complete with body & hair glitter, black eyeliner, and quirky yet sophisticated clothing ensembles. I even sported a nose ring (which was 100% fake, don't freak out, world!). Weirdly, but appropriately, Ryan and I ended up looking like the young, hipper modern versions of Sweeney and Lovett, with our crazy eyes and hair (I even had two little buns in my hair). I took Andrew as one part of our "entourage" (he looks like a rockstar all the time, especially now that his hair is newly dyed again!). When we met up and sat with Bobby (who was also dressed as a rockstar), I swear that the four of us looked like an album cover. Good times. It was lovely to see so many of my friends from last summer as well, both on and offstage. I am so proud of all my friends involved this year, especially Neil who danced beautifully in spite of the efforts of his twin Neal to sabotage him and take his place, Ian who seriously makes me cry tears of joy every time I hear him sing (I heart you, Jeeves!), and Mikey, whose wife had a baby. Good job, guys!
Now for yesterday, which was crazy. In a good way. To make a long story short, Ryan and I made the snap decision on Saturday to go up to New York on Sunday morning to see the matinee of Light in the Piazza and to drive back the same evening. Sounds a little insane, no? But really, the whole day went off SURPRISINGLY without a hitch. Our drive up was traffic-free, until we got to Lincoln Tunnel (but that's to be expected, I suppose!) Light in the Piazza was absolutely BEAUTIFUL, in every way possible. I laughed, I cried, I applauded until my hands hurt. And we even got autographs from Kelli O'Hara and the guy who played Fabrizio's father (whose name I can't remember)! Then we got to spend the rest of the evening with Nathan, which was, of course, enjoyable. He makes me laugh so much, I heart that not white cat so much. He is also a good source when wandering about the city...he knows where to get free wine...and Crumbs! The only slightly disappointing things that happened were...
a) Matthew Morrison's understudy went on yesterday. Don't get me wrong, he was excellent, and for 20 dollar orchestra seats I would never complain! But it would have been SLIGHTLY better to see the real guy. Dude still managed to make me cry when he sang "Love to Me," however, so he passed the test. And I got to see Victoria Clark and Kelli O'Hara, which were really more important in my book.
b) Ryan's car got rear-ended right as soon as we got into the city. It was a hit and run, too, the guy zoomed off...however, by some miracle, Ryan's car DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A SCRATCH.
c) Ryan called our favorite Broadway star John Bolton shortly after our arrival. John said he would call later that evening to maybe meet up with us (he had to go on for Tim Curry for the Spamalot matinee, then hang out with family). Ryan gave him til 10 before we hit the road for Maryland. John Bolton called at 10:52. Blast!
It was an unbelievable day, and I still can't quite believe that it happened. Thanks to Ryan for being just crazy enough to agree to go with me. I hope you still are up for crazy misadventures when you are living in Northern Virginia!
And, speaking of roommates who I love...
Lacey, I hope your teeth are healing well, I miss you and I hope you are able to return soon!
LACEY BETH? LACEY BETH?? WHERE THEM TEETH AT???
Sorry, couldn't resist.
Oh, and my frog play previews this Friday evening at 7:30...there will be a party afterwards that the theatre is throwing for us and anyone can come as my guest or guests! Just let me know if you want to come.
Much love, I'm out.
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| A True Tragedy |
[30 Jun 2005|11:27am] |
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NEW YORK - An attempt to erect the world’s largest popsicle in a city square ended with a scene straight out of a disaster film — but much stickier.
The 25-foot-tall, 17½-ton treat of frozen Snapple juice melted faster than expected Tuesday, flooding Union Square in downtown Manhattan with kiwi-strawberry-flavored fluid that sent pedestrians scurrying for higher ground.
Firefighters closed off several streets and used hoses to wash away the sugary goo.
Snapple had been trying to promote a new line of frozen treats by setting a record for the world’s largest popsicle, but called off the stunt before it was pulled fully upright by a construction crane. Authorities said they were worried the thing would collapse in the 80-degree, first-day-of-summer heat.
“What was unsettling was that the fluid just kept coming,” Stuart Claxton of the Guinness Book of World Records told the Daily News. “It was quite a lot of fluid. On a hot day like this, you have to move fast.”
Snapple official Lauren Radcliffe said the company was unlikely to make a second attempt to break the record, set by a 21-foot ice pop in Holland in 1997.
The giant ice pop was supposed to have been able to withstand the heat for some time, and organizers weren’t sure why it didn’t. It had been made in Edison, N.J., and hauled to New York by freezer truck in the morning.
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| Survey I Stole From My Blood Brother, Bobby Libby |
[17 Jun 2005|02:55pm] |
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1. My uncle once: accidentally stole a car from a parking garage that he thought was his.
2. Never in my life: have I smoked!
3. When I was five: I had a 6 month old baby sister.
4. High School was/is: not as important as it seems at the time.
5. I will never forget: lots of things, my memory for people and life events is crazy good.
6. I once met: Huck Finn. And I promptly fell in love with him.
7. There's this girl I know who: typestomeonaolimlikethisbecausewearegiantgeeks
8. Once, at a bar: these girls asked Peyton if they could have their picture taken with him because he was smoking a pipe.
9. By noon I'm usually: working in the ticket office or getting ready for class.
10. Last night: I went out to dinner with Nathan and friends for his birthday!
11. If I only had: written a best-selling novel by now. Maybe I should get started.
12. Next time I go to church: I will drink all the communion wine, give an amazing speech, and make the congregation a Conga-gation!
13. Terry Schiavo: would probably not like the fact that the past 15 years of her life became such a big deal…and that she wasn’t even there for them.
15. When I turn my head left, I see: a fax machine
16. When I turn my head right, I see: a chair and a window and a schedule for this past season.
18. Does someone need me to: write them a story?
19. If I was a character written by Shakespeare: I would be Maria in Twelfth Night.
20. By this time next year: I have no idea where I’ll be or what I’ll be doing. Which is so thrilling and awesome and terrifying.
21. A better name for me would be: Puddin Tane
22. I have a hard time understanding: Antonin Artaud
23. If I ever go back to school I'll: be excited that it’s my last semester!
24. You know I like you if: I don’t awkwardly avoid you.
25. If I won an award, the first person I'd thank would be: My parents, as one entity.
26. Darwin, Mozart, Slim Pickens & Geraldine Ferraro: should have their own television show, similar to The View, but much cooler.
27. Take my advice: take a nap and eat a sandwich.
28. My ideal breakfast is: cereal, usually.
29. A song I love, but do not have is: Forbidden Broadway’s “Wickeder.” Idinaaa…listen to me...we can still be friends, just- say you’re sorry…and hand over the Tony to meeeee…
30. If you visit my hometown, I suggest: going to the beach and hunting for shark’s teeth!
31. Tulips, character flaws, microchips & track stars: gives me nights-smares alls the times!
32. Why won't anyone: roll down hills or run through sprinklers with me (except for a few special people)…
33. If you spend the night at my house: we will likely play a board game or two, watch a movie perhaps, and stay up talking forever.
34. I'd stop my wedding for: NOTHING! It’s been (and will continue to be) a difficult process of trying to find the right guy, and when I finally do, and when we decide to tie the knot, we’re getting married come hell or high water! And let me tell you, that wedding will be nothing but fun.
35. The world could do without: mosquitoes.
36. I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: Do MC Summer Dinner Theatre again.
37. My favorite blonde is: myself! Though some consider me a red head…I swing both ways.
38. Paper clips are more useful than: the microchip
39. If I do anything well, it's: listen
40. And, by the way: I love you.
41. The last time I was drunk, I: laughed a lot.
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| Free the Natural Voice! |
[17 Jun 2005|12:21pm] |
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This kid is my new hero...just LET HIM SING!!!
Texas Music Educators Association Will Not Let Male Student Audition as a Soprano
By Emily Quinn
17 Jun 2005
The Texas Music Educators Association has turned down a request from a male student who wishes to perform as a soprano in a state competition, the Dallas/Fort Worth Star-Telegram reports.
Mikhael Rawls, a 17-year-old singer, has a voice that spans four octaves, and prefers to sing countertenor parts, although he also can sing as a baritone. Rawls would like to audition for a soprano position in the all-state choir.
Two years ago, TEMA decided that boys could only audition for male parts. This year, Rawls challenged this rule. “My goal is that anyone can sing any part that their voice is, whoever does it best," he told the Star-Telegram. Isn’t that what the competition is for?”
Rawls sings in an a cappella girls’ choir at his high school, and has won awards from the National Association of Teachers of Singing and the Texas University Interscholastic League.
TEMA’s position is that the rules guard the safety of the students, who might hurt themselves by singing out of range. Mike Ware, past president of the TEMA board and a choral instructor, said, “We have had girls that auditioned for tenor parts. We did extensive research, and that can be vocally damaging.... We’re not going to put any student in a position to damage his voice.”
J. David Brock, Rawls’ coach and an associate professor of voice at Texas Christian University, doesn’t think that Rawls is in any danger of hurting himself.
“We tried working both as a soprano and as a baritone. His most beautiful voice, and the one that was the most consistent, is his soprano.”
In light of TEMA’s decision, Rawls said he would not audition for the all-state choir. “I’m very strongly disappointed in the music-education system in Texas,” he said.
OK, so my stance on this is that they should let the kid audition for whatever voice part he wants. Even if he is "damaging" his voice (which I really doubt is even happening in the first place), that's his choice to make. There are plenty of screechy little girls and boys who damage their voices while singing gender appropriate parts anyway! Even famous, good singers develop vocal problems while singing their "proper" voice part... I mean, Julie Andrews didn't get vocal nodes from singing baritone, that's for darn sure! This kid should be allowed to audition for the voice part he feels most comfortable...and if it's soprano, so be it! And if they really don't want him in the choir, they don't have to put him in. I mean, an audition doesn't guarantee a spot. And are they trying to say that there is no place for men who sing high? Um, hello?? Countertenors are very rare, and should be treasured. And all male groups and choirs like the King's Singers and Chanticleer need males who can consistently sing in the stratosphere.
OK, done with the rant. Sing on, Mikhael! Don't let the TEMA get you down!!
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I just got cast in my first paid acting gig! It's a Malinzday miracle!
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[01 Jun 2005|01:17am] |
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An IM Conversation with darling Hubie...
Me: i auditioned for a children's play at adventure theatre today
Nathan: oh goody how did it go?
Me: "Hyronomous A. Frog" based on The Frog Prince
Me: it went really well, i find out if i get a callback this weekend
Nathan: i will make some calls
Nathan: :-P
Nathan: and make sure they write in the part of the "not white cat"
Nathan: don't worry, these changes can be made
Nathan: its being workshopped
Me: If you were in town, you'd be a shoo-in for the frog
Me: you have toad experience
Me: hahaha
Nathan: LOL
Nathan: that i do
Nathan: aw man
Nathan: wow
Nathan: i certainly do
Nathan: i'm going to have nightmares
Me: your headshot for your audition is you in the toad suit
Me: and you come in the toad suit
Nathan: LOL
Nathan: HAHAHAHA
Nathan: no just the toad head, and a suit and tie
Me: "And what is your name?"
Me: "Nathan P. Toad"
Me: hahahhhahaah
Nathan: then i do a dramatic monologue
Nathan: "now is the winter of our discontent"
Me: hahaa
Me: and they're like, "um...Mr. Toad?"
Me: "A-yess??"
Me: "You're supposed to be reading from the script now. These auditions are cold readings only."
Nathan: then i blankly stare at them
Nathan: just stare
Me: through the eye holes in your toad head
Me: hahahaha
Nathan: and a single tear
Nathan: rolls down my bulbous head
Me: lol
Nathan: and i shake my fists angrily at the gods
Nathan: silently
Me: and just walk out
Nathan: i'm crying just thinking about it
Me: they'd just be scratching their heads going, "Well that was certainly odd..."
Me: and they'd look out the window
Me: and see you sadly riding the carousel across the way
Me: over and over
Nathan: shaking my head
Me: and occasionally banging it on your horse
Me: haha, that whole little conversation just made me laugh really hard
Me: i feel silly now
Nathan: no
Nathan: no silliness is to be felt
Nathan: only complete joy
Nathan: at the toad man
Nathan: that they call..."nathan p. toad"
Me: going round and round the carousel
Me: kids don't come to ride the carousel anymore, they just come to watch him
Nathan: hahahaha
Nathan: it'll be like a freak show
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So here I am at the ticket office, trying to get over the most recent trauma in my life: almost hitting a baby gopher that was trying to cross 193! Fortunately, I was able to swerve out of the way in time to miss the little guy, but I fear that he probably was not so lucky with all the traffic that followed me. I tried not to look back.
Speaking of nature, I recently found something WONDERFUL! That something wonderful is Paint Branch Trail. It is this random trail that starts on Cherry Hill Road and spits you out at Lake Artemesia. The whole thing spans a little more than four miles in one direction and it is fabulous. I have been on it twice, once with Andrew, and have seen a dog park, little kids playing baseball, deer, and a little troll-like woman with a blue mole. Not kidding. It makes me mad that I wasted all that time last summer running around the track at High Point when I could have been running up and down Paint Branch Trail. Oh well. It was clearly meant to be a find of Summer 2005. Oh, and PS: on the trail one can get to campus. So I will definitely end up parking at Cherry Hill Park and actually walking to school some days next semester, just for fun.
Last night I saw Kiss of the Spiderwoman at KAT, and I was very impressed. I had never seen Kiss before, and I think last night was a great introduction to it. I want to get the soundtrack now. Congrats to Craig and the entire cast/crew for tackling a very challenging show. Congrats to Karissa for jumping in and playing the lead with only three weeks to prepare! Congrats to Andy for being beyond gorgeous (I don't even care if he, by some freak chance, reads this...it's TRUE) and truly fabulous as Valentin. And congrats to Diego for a wonderfully moving performance. You took Molina, a character that easily could have turned into a caricature, and really let him shine with so much integrity. I am so proud of you!
Speaking of wonderful shows, I HIGHLY suggest that everyone go see Big River at Ford's Theatre. The last performance is on June 4th. It is a musical based on the story of Huck Finn, with music by Roger Miller (of "Robin Hood and Little John walkin' through the forest"/ "Oo-de-lally" fame). The cast is half-deaf, half-hearing, and I don't want to tell you any more than that. The guy who plays Jim is out of control good. Linda, the deaf librarian from Sesame Street, is actually IN the show. And, I have a sneaky crush on the guy who plays Huck. I met him at the Helen Hayes and got my picture taken with him! The picture is currently the desktop background of my computer. Shh. Don't judge. So, go see Big River at Ford's. If nothing else, to see my future husband on stage. What? Who SAID that...? No, seriously, the show will change your life. I, for one, really want to learn sign language now! Speaking of which, does anyone know where I can learn? If you do, please let me know.
I guess I have been seeing quite a bit of theatre lately, and hopefully the trend will continue. I am going to see my dear Ryan "Repeat" Manning in The Fantasticks at the Arts Barn tonight. I hope his throat is feeling better. And I also hope that I don't go into cardiac arrest when I step into the Arts Barn for the first time since Songs For A New World. There's no telling what I may do if that woman says anything to Lacey or me. Lacey, promise you won't hold me back. But I wish Ryan broken legs and a healed throat for his performance tonight!
Speaking of my little Ryan, he will be moving out of our little PMV familia by the end of the summer. The little scamp's growing up and moving on to bigger and better living situations...I guess it's time to clip his wings and let him fly. And just adding to the trauma of his departure, in his place we are getting Chris Wilson. How depressing is that? I can't stand Chris Wilson. He thinks he's so cool, but he's so not.
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I'm just kidding! I heart you, Chris "Mile-High Equity" Wilson! And I look forward to spending every waking moment with you, as usual. Even though the the Dark Lord Satan made it so that you were cast in a show that I will not be in (heaven FORFEND!), we still called upon the angels of goodness and light and made-up foreign languages that only we understand ("Ackabukabaygey?") to make it so that we will live and work together next year. If I have nightmares next year, I'm definitely waking you up in the middle of the night, jumping on your bed and screaming like an infant. Just be prepared. Oh, Christopher. I can't wait to have Girls Nights with you, me, and Lacey. We will watch chick flicks, eat junk food, give each other manicures, facials, and play MASH into the wee small hours of the morning...
Wow, this is the longest entry ever. I guess that's what happens when you don't update in a millenium. And I didn't even fill you in on the stuff that happened in the months between January and now! (Oh yeah, Taming of the Shrew...Oh yeah, and Curse of the Starving Class...). Maybe I'll write entries specifically on those shows at a later time. But maybe not. What's the point in living in the past?
In other words, I'll do it if I get really bored. But otherwise, don't expect miracles. It's not Malinzday after all. Yet. Oh yeah, that's another thing that happened over the past semester. I now have a day of the week named after me, during which the weather is inevitably pleasant and people are commanded to be in good-spirits and have crazy amounts of fun. I perform retroactive miracles and make decrees, usually along the lines of "Do whatever you want, it's Malinzday!" I've managed to wrangle up quite a few celebrants. I even have an Apostle of Peace.
So, over the past semester, I've basically become a deity of sorts. Now, that's not blasphemous at all, is it?
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| I'm posting again...? It's a MALINZDAY MIRACLE! |
[25 May 2005|11:53am] |
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A post?
Get excited.
I think I might actually start writing in this again...I mean, seeing as how it's summer and I hypothetically have time again.
But not now.
I have to make some cookies for some boys.
:-)
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| Bored at work....this will give me something to do!!! |
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Fun fun fun
01. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.
02. I will then tell what song[s]/movie[s]/book[s] remind me of you.
03. Next, I will tell you who you remind me of, celebrity/animated or otherwise.
04. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
05. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.
06. Put this in your journal
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What kind of disease are you?
malinda: | malinda is caused by monkeys.
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malinda will, upon infection, turn the infected into a hippie.
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[16 Jan 2005|03:37pm] |
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But I've never uncovered a scandal such as this...don't think that you can hide from us anymore, John LaBombard!!!!
(This article is legitimate, see it for real at http://www.graftongop.org/lavoie0101.html)
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A front road seat for New Hampshire Bush Supporter
By Dan Lavoie
WASHINGTON-Throughout the New Hampshire primary season, John LaBombard of Enfield drove George W. Bush to virtually every campaign stop aboard his personal tour bus, logging more than 10,000 miles in the process. He dropped most of his responsibilities at the small trucking firm he owns to help in the whirlwind, non-stop campaigning.
Yesterday, President Bush rewarded LaBombard for his efforts with a featured spot for he and his bus along yesterday's inaugural parade route at 15th St. and Pennsylvania Ave. in Washington. Bush was expected to drop by the bus during the parade, but because of the bus's proximity to a throng of protestors, the visit had to be cancelled.
Rep. Charlie Bass and Sen. Judd Gregg were both expected to show up at the wine and cheese inaugural celebration aboard the bus. Former New Hampshire congressman Bill Zeliff and former New Hampshire Attorney General Jeff Howard joined Lebanon Police Chief Edward Laurie, who traveled down to Washington with LaBombard on the bus. The attendees were treated to a parade vantage point rivaled only by the Presidential reviewing stand.
Six years ago, LaBombard bought the 1986 Eagle Coach that had previously run bus tours between New York and Miami. He gutted and rebuilt the bus, outfitting it with a master bedroom, oven, microwave, two phone lines, a fax machine, and two televisions.
LaBombard, a lifelong Republican Party loyalist, was asked by Zeliff to consider driving politicians during their pilgrimage to New Hampshire every four years. The first one he drove was Sen. Phil Gramm (R-TX) during his 1996 presidential run.
Word spread quickly about LaBombard's humor and spacious accommodations. Soon, politicians were lining up to come aboard LaBombard's bus. Lamar Alexander, Sen. Judd Gregg, and Rep. Charlie Bass have all made campaign trips aboard the Big Brown Bus.
LaBombard intended to use the bus for he and his wife, Jean, to travel across North America, a journey ending with retirement in Alaska. Sadly, Jean passed away in March 1999.
"My only regret is that we never got to Alaska in it," said LaBombard.
In gratitude for his service, LaBombard is one of only forty Bush campaign volunteers to be invited to a reception at the White House this afternoon (Sunday).
He says he developed quite a close relationship with Bush during the campaign.
LaBombard remembered that the night of the New Hampshire primary, he was alone on the bus with Laura and George Bush, driving them to St. Anselm's College. He heard George Bush call out, "Hey, John" from behind him. LaBombard replied instinctively, "Yes, George."
Laura Bush shushed him, putting her hand on his shoulder.
"No, no, no, John," she said, "George is talking to John McCain."
LaBombard then listened as his candidate for president, his good friend, George W. Bush conceded the New Hampshire Republican primary to the Senator from Arizona.
That was the low point of the many nights they spent together during the New Hampshire primary. Yesterday, LaBombard was able to witness the high point.
"It was a long journey," said LaBombard, "a long journey that began right on this bus."
LaBombard is certain that "when Bush sees me tomorrow, he'll give me a big bear hug. That's just his way."
LaBombard is happy to see his man in the White House and "can't wait" until the Bush 2004 campaign.
"I'm keeping my signs up in front of my house," said LaBombard. "The bus'll be waiting for George in four years." | |
I didn't even know John could drive a bus!
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The crawdad mounds in your front yard have over taken the grass.
You greet people with "Howzyamomma'an'dem?" and hear back "Dey fine!"
Every so often, you have waterfront property.
When giving directions you use words like "uptown," "downtown," "backatown," "riverside," "lakeside," "other side of the bayou" or "other side of the levee."
When you refer to a geographical location "way up North," you are referring to places like Shreveport, Little Rock or Memphis, "where it gets real cold."
You've ever had Community Coffee.
You can pronounce Tchoupitoulas but can't spell it.
You don't worry when you see ships riding higher in the river than the top of your house.
You judge a po-boy by the number of napkins used.
The waitress at your local sandwich shop tells you a fried oyster po-boy "dressed" is healthier than a Caesar salad.
You can eat Popeye's, Haydel's and Zapp's for lunch and wash it down with Barq's and several Abitas, without losing it all on your stoop.
The four seasons in your year are: crawfish, shrimp, crab, and King Cake.
You "wrench" your hands in the sink with an onion bar to get the crawfish smell off.
You don't learn until high school that Mardi Gras is not a national holiday.
You believe that purple, green and gold look good together.
Your last name isn't pronounced the way it's spelled.
You know what a nutria rat is but you still pick it to represent your baseball team.
You have spent a summer afternoon on the Lake Pontchartrain seawall catching blue crabs.
You describe a color as "K & B Purple."
You like your rice and politics dirty.
You pronounce the largest city in the state as "Nawlins."
You know those big roaches can fly, but you're able to sleep at night anyway.
You assume everyone has mosquito swarms in their backyard.
You realize the rainforest is less humid than Louisiana.
You learn that a seat belt makes a pretty good branding iron...
You discover that you can get a sunburn through your car window...
When out of town, you stop and ask someone where there is a drive-through Daiquiri place, and they look at you like you have three heads.
You have flood insurance.
Your burial plot is six feet over rather than six feet under.
You consider a Bloody Mary a light breakfast.
You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras throws.
You leave a parade with footprints on the top of your hands.
You have a parade ladder in your shed.
Your first sentence was "Throw me something mistah" and your first drink was from a go-cup.
You worry about a deceased family member returning in spring floods.
You reply to anything and everything about life here with "Only in Nahlins".
You have a monogrammed go-cup.
You get on a bus marked "Cemeteries" and don’t think twice.
You shake out your shoes before putting them on.
Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside.
No matter where else you go in the world, you are always disappointed in the food.
You get up in the morning and start cooking a pot of rice before you give any thought to what you'll fix for dinner.
You ask, "How dey running?" and "Are dey fat?" when you're inquiring about seafood quality. When a hurricane is imminent
When it starts to rain, you cover your beer instead of your head.
You call tomato sauce "red gravy."
You eat sno-balls instead of throwing them.
Your house payment is less than your air conditioning bill.
Your grandparents are called "Maw Maw" and "Paw Paw."
You fall asleep to the soothing sounds of four box fans.
No one eats healthy. Fried Batter is actually a menu item in some restaurants.
Nothing shocks you. Ever.
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