Thursday, November 17, 2005

Ideas Appreciated

My friend Mitch and I are singing at an AIDS memorial event. We are going to sing a solo each and end with Seasons of Love. Even though that song is a little trite... it really does go with the topic. But, can anyone think of an absolutely perfect song that I could sing as my solo? Or... a song that Mitch could sing. I've been brainstorming, and here are some ideas I've come up with:

You'll Never Walk Alone
For Good (Wicked)
To Where You Are (Josh Groban)
Somewhere (West Side Story)
In My Life
I'll Be Seeing You
Time to Say Goodbye (Sarah Brightman)
Bridge Over Troubled Water

Suggestions would definitely be appreciated! The memorial is Dec. 1 at 7:00 - so you have time to post! Thank you so much!

Moi

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Calling all talent!

Are you an out-f-work actor looking for work? Do you dream of stardom, fame, and fortune? If so, this isn't actually the best thing for you, but it will do for the moment. Katie Johnson/Mari Bland productions presents Polly...burg... town...ville...place. It's a feature length film that tells the dramatic and sometimes traumatic story of Polly Pocket, her friend Minority, and her bastard children. Yes, it does sound like a Lifetime movie... actually, our muse was Laguna Beach. So, if you want to get your acting career started, just post on here or email me.

PEACE,

Mari

Friday, November 11, 2005

Just for you...

Ron Burgundy: I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Here it goes down, down into my belly...

Champ Kind: We need you. Hell, I need you. I'm a mess without ya. I miss you so damn much. I miss being with you. I miss being near you! I miss your laugh! I miss - I miss your scent. I miss your musk. When this all gets sorted out, I think you and me should get an apartment together. Brian Fantana: Take it easy, Champ. Why don't you stop talking for a while

Brian Fantana: Panda Watch! The mood is tense; I have been on some serious, serious reports but nothing quite like this. I uh... Ching... King is inside right now. I tried to get an interview with him, but they said no, you can't do that he's a live bear, he will literally rip your face off. [to the Panda] Brian Fantana: Hey, you're making me look stupid! Get out of here, Panda Jerk!

*** PROFANITY ALERT***

Gary Johnston: We're dicks! We're reckless, arrogant, stupid dicks. And the Film Actors Guild are pussies. And Kim Jong Il is an asshole. Pussies don't like dicks, because pussies get fucked by dicks. But dicks also fuck assholes: assholes that just want to shit on everything. Pussies may think they can deal with assholes their way. But the only thing that can fuck an asshole is a dick, with some balls. The problem with dicks is: they fuck too much or fuck when it isn't appropriate - and it takes a pussy to show them that. But sometimes, pussies can be so full of shit that they become assholes themselves... because pussies are an inch and half away from ass holes. I don't know much about this crazy, crazy world, but I do know this: If you don't let us fuck this asshole, we're going to have our dicks and pussies all covered in shit!

Spottswoode: Remember, there is no "I" in "Team America".
Intelligence: [pause] Yes, there is.

Spottswoode: From what I.N.T.E.L.L.I.G.N.C.E has gathered, it would be 9/11 times 100.
Gary Johnston: 9/11 times a hundred? Jesus, that's...
Spottswoode: Yes, 91,100.
Chris: Basically, all the worst parts of the bible.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Bollywood

Is everyone aware of the Bollywood phenomenon? It's quite fascinating. We're studying it in Film class. In India they make films (2 a day... 800 a year) that are usually shallow love stories with singing and dancing. Ok- NOT exciting... I realize this. BUT- the cool thing about Bollywood is... not Bollywood. It's the art films that are made in India that kinda follow the Bollywood stereotypes... but really don't. Monsoon Wedding is one of those films. Also, Vanity Fair is another. I saw that one- but I was in the wrong mindset to watch it.

Anyway, I'm in this film class... (if anyone needs an English course... English 281 - Introduction to Film Studies- is amazing) and I'm in love. Have I finally figured out a way to combine all my interests? I went and looked at some digital camcorders yesterday with Ryan. Man- some of them rock. Then, I went over to Ryan's friend's room (Rhett... as in Butler) and he showed us some videos he and his friends made in high school for various projects. WOW! They were pretty awesome! They were hilarious too... good camera angles... it was great. I might do that for my senior honors project.

Sorry I'm just blabbing on. I don't really have anything exciting to say. I have a stomach ache... but what's new or exciting about that? I'm pretty excited that we only have 3 weeks of school left til Christmas break! :) It makes me glad. Anywho- I guess I'm going to go. Sorry this was such a random blog... (I like that word, BLOG. It's fun times)

Ok- peace out kiddies.

Mari

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

It's been a long time

Sorry it's been so long. Oh wait... no one is reading this! My bad. Note to oneself... get new friends. No one has commented - except you- Clarissa. Clarissa - this is for you:

Ron Burgundy: [to dog] You're so wise. You're like a miniature Buddha, covered with hair.

See? If you say something on my blog- I'll give you an exciting quote- just for your enjoyment.

Wow- how lame, you say? Well, you're right. But I can't give you a cookie over the internet, now can I?

Ok- onto my post...

So- I was just watching Vh1 and it was a thing on Las Vegas. This jewelry store that is open 24 hours a day (just in case a celebrity wins a whole bunch of mulah and just needs to make an immediate purchase) makes all kinds of custom jewelry and jeweled items. The most ridiculous, however, was Genuine's Xbox controller... COMPLETELY ENCRUSTED IN DIAMONDS. It only cost $150,000.00. Oh- but it does work, so there's something. But... c'mon now. Ryan loves his Xbox, but if he got one of those (even if he was a billionaire) I would just think it was a waste of diamond.

Sheesh.