Kicking Dogs

So it has been a month (I think) since all the stuff began for the play, and this week's rehearsals were pretty damn interesting!

Firstly, I had to slap, shove and threaten poor Skylar in rehearsal as part of Macker's demented decline into insanity. Let me be the first to tell you: it was not fun! It makes you feel like a slime ball - a slime ball that beats up the most innocent of creatures and feeds on their suffering. In other words, you join the Tea Party.

Not really, but it's like kicking a poor puppy!

As one of my favorite people on Earth, Skylar probably didn't expect it coming from me. Heh, neither did I; believe me, the worst I thought I was going to do was grab him by his shirt and glare at him!

Mind you, my calculation skills are flawed, as I told Amputienne (Jane) that my character would only yell and intimidate her... 

I put a  knife to her throat.

Though Skylar did mention after rehearsal that if my character tried to kill his character, he said (in his own awesome and adorable way) that he would annihilate me with his dagger. Guaranteed. No joke.

And he probably would.

Also, this person who some know as "Asshole" was actually surprising good when he read Shakespeare! I was pleasantly surprised, because he's got a very strong and commanding voice that grabs your attention. I will no longer doubt your judgement, Fair Empress! Remember, "It's not the size of the asshole, it's about the shit that comes out," and so far, the shit from this asshole has been alright. I'm hoping to see how Blueboy and Amputienne will put up with him; I wonder who will snap first if anything happens?

Normally, I'd insert a picture that relates to that, but since I'm wary about placing an image of an asshole (or looking one up), I'll use the closest substitute:

Goodness, I have a lot of anti-conservative rhetoric in this post!

Also, I spent some time with L.Mo after school today to kill some time as I waited for the horror that is Calgary Transit. We decided to go ahead into the drama room to work on my wonderful throne! Due to some miscommunication between Mac and I, those impressive horns now have holes through them. Sad face!

But the most I got out of that time was our plan to dominate the world with our evil. Since we are both fairly passive aggressive, we can both transform into iguanas and devour everyone - like Tyra Banks. Yes, Tyra Banks turned into an iguana.

In such terrestrial forms, we can overpower the goverments of this world and establish a new world order! We will eliminate all forms of hotel soap, and cast it into a flaming pit of tortured souls. Then, we shall resurrect the dinosaurs ('cause who doesn't want that?) and create a syndicated talk show with these creatures. But no shrews! I don't tolerate such beings.

L.Mo and I are demented.

Anyways, that wraps up this post. I'm sorry that it is not as substantial as the previous ones, but I'll work on it!

On a different note, I hope someone starts taking pictures of rehearsals and shit. WE MUST NOT LOSE SUCH MEMORIES!