Blogging and theater

See? See? I told y'all that I'd be posting often.

I HAVE A NEW BLOGGING ROLE MODEL. He's like some kind of blogging god. Holy shit. Seriously everybody here needs to get up and go read it. Now.

I feel so incredibly boring. How does one compete with FISH STARK?

Okay. Okay. No. I will get better with time. He's been blogging for a year now. Deep. Breaths.

I'm going to theater again today. Did I ever mention the fun that goes on in during shows?

It all started out innocently enough. This guy, we'll call him Chad (because that's his name), ties my shoelaces together. I thought it was funny until he succeeded. So I had a friend run to the back room of the theater to get something to cut them with- I had a sketch in about a minute. He comes back with a plastic butter knife.

In the next five minutes, if you had asked my shoelaces if they were still together they would have to have replied, "I'm A FRAYED KNOT" (Sorry.)

I got pissed. The next week, he stole my phone. Alright, whatever.

Next week, he stole my phone and my gum. Alright, whatever.

Next week, he stole my phone and put it down his boxers.

This. means. war.

So we get in a flame war. I believe I posted an excerpt in an earlier post.

Not only that, I lined pieces of gum with pepper... When he stole one, it probably burned.

He moons everyone (EW.) I steal his water bottle. He puts my phone in a condom. I fill his water bottle with soap. He dissembles my phone and gives it back in pieces.

I think we might actually have a truce, though. WHAT NOW? Theater will never be as interesting, I have to say.

CHAD, YOU WIN.