November 01, 2003

Why do I always have to control the witness?

As I lay in bed last night listening to the sounds of it being 3:30 a.m. immediately following Halloween (quiet quiet car quiet plane quiet quiet quiet quiet plane quiet plane plane PLANE), I realized why I shouldn't have been allowed to watch Donnie Darko last week. It has nothing to do with logical fears like creepy time-traveling bunnies or small girls dancing suggestively to Duran Duran. No, it's just that it lends support to my deeply-held belief that jet engines do fall out of the sky for no reason and land in houses where people are sleeping.

For those of you involved in the making of Fjords! the musical, I'll be bringing homemade banana muffins tomorrow because I have a freezer full of bananas that I need to use up so we can put non-banana foods in there again. If you'd like nuts, or if you'd like to register your desire for no nuts, speak now or forever hold your nuts.

Posted by dianna at November 1, 2003 11:06 AM
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i would like to register a minimal amount of nuts in some muffins. i am ok with nuts if they do not overpower the banana. bring a bathing suit!

Posted by: michele at November 1, 2003 11:18 AM

Minimal amount of nuts in some muffins, duly noted. And I don't have a bathing suit. Does that exempt me from participation in your accursed bathtub scene?

Posted by: dianna at November 1, 2003 01:34 PM

i could bring a bathing suit for you...or you could wear a tank top and a pair of boxers. or you could elect not to be in the bathtub scene, which is a valid lifestyle choice.

Posted by: michele at November 1, 2003 01:40 PM

I'm so sad about my lack of Fjord participation... and my lack of banana nut muffins... and my lack of bathtub scenes.

However, I am not sad due of a lack of Ben Folds, I will be having plenty of him in a few short hours.

Posted by: Jolie at November 1, 2003 01:48 PM

You're damn right it's a valid lifestyle choice, and I intend to make full use of it.

Jolie, do you think a package of individually wrapped banana muffins would stay good long enough to be express-shipped to Maryland?

Posted by: dianna at November 1, 2003 02:42 PM

NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS NUTS!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted by: erica at November 1, 2003 08:30 PM

i got his ep release of new songs today. i am very pleased with #1 and #5. umm...i think they are called, 'someone better than you' and 'songs of love' or something like that.

Posted by: michele at November 1, 2003 09:23 PM

Dianna - That is the cutest response anyone has ever had to my excessive whining.

Michele - If you don't already know, you should also be happy to learn that Mr. Folds is in the studio as we speak, recording a full-length album that's supposed to be finished by December. He played us a few semi-written songs from it. One that he's written the music for, but not the words. And another that has 2 verses, but nothing after that. =)

While I'm at it, I would like to add that that boy is so precious I could eat him up with a spoon. Or shrink him and keep him in a jar on my bedroom dresser - so he could play his little mini piano, and dance his geeky little skinnywhiteboy dances. SO much Cutenes.

Posted by: Jolie at November 2, 2003 07:22 AM

aw nuts, motherfucking baking machine. please to bake some more, and that goes for christine as well.

Posted by: didofoot at November 3, 2003 08:11 AM

Twist my arm, why don't you. Ow! Ow! All right, I'll bake more!

I think not banana muffins next time, though. Besides the please-god-let-me-never-have-to-peel-that-many-frozen-bananas-ever-again thing, there's the matter of everyone being too sugared up to concentrate. Although, if we're going to try to shoot that inspector and expert scene again I think sugar will be the least of the problems keeping people from concentrating. I only hope we had the camera rolling when Gene looked at Michele's cleavage and instantly forgot his lines.

Posted by: dianna at November 3, 2003 09:53 AM

especially when he did it the second, third and fourth times.

low cut nightgown from thrift store: $6
gene's expression: priceless

Posted by: didofoot at November 3, 2003 10:41 AM

To give the man due credit, there's a whole lotta distracting going on in that scene. It's like a T&A tornado blowing through Geneville USA.

But oh dear lord do I hope we got some of that on film.

Posted by: dianna at November 3, 2003 11:27 AM

i'll have you know that this is no ordinary thrift store cleavage bearing nightgown! it's from macy's! i think. or some mall store anyway. possibly the bon marche.

i want to film more! today so far is a let down in that i haven't sung or danced once yet.

Posted by: michele at November 3, 2003 12:51 PM

i know! and i have all the songs in my head that we've already filmed, which means it is useless to remember them now. you better get a good schedule with some free weekend daytimes so we can meet again soon.

Posted by: didofoot at November 3, 2003 01:24 PM

Do you all know how silly I feel walking around hearing Erica and Jason's "I Want to Spend My Life with You" song in my head?

It's also slightly hard, while hearing that, not to sashay around and sing it in wavering drunken tones. Damn you, Ms. Dobney. Damn you.

Posted by: dianna at November 4, 2003 10:15 PM
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