He's dangerous with a blade

This morning on the train ride I remembered how when I was in 2nd grade (7-yrs-old) my parents gave me a goal to encourage me academically. I think it was specifically for my spelling tests. A good grade earned me my first pocket knife! Something every good southern boy had, and my cousins already used theirs, making me jealous I didn't have one yet. Success! Goal achieved and knife in hand, I sat on our front porch whittling a stick when the knife slipped and cut my index finger. I remember the bleeding. I also have a nice scar to commemorate the experience with.

Luckily when I got my first gun for christmas at the age of 10, I did not have a similar experience of accidental violence.

Newbies

I have a couple new friendships on the burner. They are possibles, not for sures. I forget how developing friendships are so similar to developing boyfriend/girlfriend relationships-butterflies, flirting, maybe it's just me. And the waiting, ugh. We shall see. Thankfully, I have some really fantastic friends, so there's no pressure, I suppose one just connects with someone and hope it works out.

Blah blah blah.

I will NOT let facebook eat my blog.
I will NOT let facebook eat my blog.
I will NOT let facebook eat my blog.

Yes, this does mean my blogs are rife with mediocrity. Whatev.

In other news, I had a great 3rd meeting with my costume designer today, we chatted, looked at images, chatted some more, did measurements. It's gonna be sweet. In the meantime it's very fun to be the costumed.

Before the album drops: a list of stuff to do

some by me, some by others, all soooooon

-copyright music
-join bmi or ascap
-finish album artwork
-get website going
-get myspace going
-get costumes all set
-press cds
-get digital music online through distributor
-get publicity photos taken

There's more but these are the biggies. Help. Ok, not really but really.