Ahhh!!! The return of stick figure stories. This one is dedicated to mmebahorel. It attempts to explain just how Feuilly ended up a fanmaking orphan in Paris. One with a curious knowledge of guns. Who knows if it will work or even make sense! Hope you like it Jess!

( And so our tragedy begins... )

I read Catherine Gilbert Murdock's Princess Ben today (which I have unchecked out from the library because when I requested it through ILL it didn't come and the patron it did come for didn't pick it up before closing on Saturday, so...) and really loved it. It's a perfect blend of fairy tales all with a new twist. Though, I did figure out a bit of the ending and some things before. I prefer to think I am just smart. Plus, one of the character's was named Florian. ♥ Florian ♥ Ok, he was our French exchange boy I was madly in love with years ago.

I just had a Hobnob.

Let's see if I keel over and die during ballet tonight!

Ok, call me crazy, but I think I found what I want for my birthday. It's this:

http://www.cafepress.com/andrewsblog.231784842
Make sure you look at the closeup of the back, too.

In pink, of course. ;)

Happy really late birthday to alligatorandme!!!!

Yes, this is your birthday cartoon from 2006, I would say based on content. It is what could happen if Lestat ran into the Broadway revival of Les Miserables. Or at least a certain cast member (and no, not Trafton).

( And featuring our very own alligatorandme! )

And so ends the Lestat Chronicles. Dun dun dun.

And here is the concluding chapter in Lestat's second adventures. Hope you liked this little story!

( Lestat is in trouble )

Today I did minor things like going for an hour long walk- since it was sort of nice. Except, a storm was a-brewing and I managed to make it back to my car right before the rain came. And then hail came. I attempted to go unwillingly to ballet class, but it turned out that it was canceled as our instructor has the flu. But, at least now she knows I made the effort to go!

Don't worry, it's almost over now. Just one more post after this one.

( Not according to plan )

Other than Marie dumping a glass of water on my pants, it was a very enjoyable trip to NYC yesterday. I enjoyed both shows we saw (August: Osage County and The Blue Flower)And, since I have the day off tomorrow, be prepared for an actual post! Oh, shocking!

This is all new stuff. So totally rockin'.

( The plan becomes quite clear after all. )

Happy birthday, shawk!!!!! I hope you are having a wonderful day!

Some old images, and breaking into new Lestat ground today. I'm so proud of myself.

( Welcome home, little Lestat )

Wow, I am so utterly tired. I don't know what is wrong with me (you know I'm thinking, mono? cancer? what?). But, I could barely keep my eyes open the last few hours of work. I practically fell asleep as our boss was informing us of road conditions. Never a good sign. Needless to say, I'm going to be as soon as I post this.

( Jim's grand plan )

And tonight, I am determined to not dream about lost library books, sexual harassment, and old high school acquaintances. Not at all.

Ok, I feel like a right dork for posting this so late in the game. And, I've actually begun posting this comic about three times under different names (like, "Lestat: Unstake My Heart", for example). But, it is all done, as is alligatorandme's birthday present from, oh, 2006. Except, to get understand all of what happens in that one, you need to read this one first. Because I'm evil like that. I don't, however, feel like posting all 27 images in one go, so I'm breaking it down for you. Meaning, most of you have already seen this bit.

So, as I wrote way back when, "I know that Lestat didn't last long, but this was first begun back when hopes ran high, a handful of tickets had been sold, and Jim Stanek had a plan."

( Hey, Jim! Watch where you swing that light saber. )


In other, unrelated news, I should really get this for work, don't you? Today, this lady gave us a whole sob story about how she had come from Ellicot City and really needed to use the bathroom. And, we're like, "um, keys are right there in the basket, you can take them at any time. really." Silly patrons!

Therefore, no morbid end of the year post! Just think, last year at this time I was in a hotel on Kent Island with my parents, exhausted, after a long drive down from NY with the weight of finding an apartment, a car, and everything in between ahead of me. Look how far I've come! And all of my LJ friends that I've now met in person (or made friends with at the stage door) all in one year. I'm a very lucky girl!

But, now I'm off for some Monty Python fun! Hopefully. Unless Jess doesn't really want me to visit her for the fourth day in a row (oo, that's scary!).

Happy new year's, everyone!

Who is this Andrew C. Call, and what have you done to Charlie Brady? So fine, I guess I saw him in High Fidelity, but why does Playbill say he's in Glory Days but the Signature website has pictures of Charlie?

So confused...

The downside to making a pop field trip to NYC yesterday? I just realized this morning that I was supposed to go grocery shopping yesterday and now I have nothing in the apartment to eat for lunch. Oops. I knew I was forgetting something.

I've been meaning to watch this all week ever since I first saw it on a reading blog. It is Meg Cabot's reinterpretation of Little Women. Using her Madame Alexander dolls.



Neither set of my grandparents (well, one full set and Nana B, since I'm lacking a grandfather) are doing that well. Nana W talked to me for a good half hour, even though we both had nothing exciting to report (as I'm still lacking a boyfriend, woe is me). I think she just needed people to talk to since Papa was having a very bad day.

I'm probably ten years behind (well, hopefully not that much) and missed discussion. But, I was going through my pile of unopened mail and came across my Wolf Trap membership plea and saw that they are doing LM this summer. Do they do Equity productions? Now I'm very curious, especially as it is DC theatre scene!

http://www.wolftrap.org/performances/show082908.html

I better watch what I draw!

http://www.mailtribune.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20071115/NEWS/711150327

I don't think my stick figures are all the violent, though. I mean, Lestat is a bloodsucking vampire... but, he is a vampire. Not Bunnicula.

Dear Diary,

Today I got a boyfriend. His name is Chip. Chip Tolentino. And I know that it has to be True Love because he gave me a juice box. Not any sort of juice box, no, but the good kind, that is, fruit punch. And it hasn't even expired! Plus, a candy peanut. ;) Aren't I the luckiest girl in the world?

Hugs and Kisses,
Marigold

P.S. Is it very wrong that I find my younger brother, Leaf, kind of adorable?

I don't know what to do! The bad news is that I can't find a single eyeball on all of this Island I live on. Stupid lack of shopping! The good news? I found some stripeless index cards. Sadly, they are of low quality. But, since I can't buy Minarik an appropriate birthday present, I made him this... ( The end of method acting )

Now, the real question would be if that is event appropriate at all to give to an actor that you only know at stage door? What do you think?

My fire alarms keep going off and I have no idea why. There are three of them, all within several feet of each other (one in each bedroom and in the hall right outside the bedrooms). It is so annoying and I can't sleep. Do I risk it and take the batteries out? I've been all around my apartment several times over and I can't figure out why they are going off. I don't see or smell anything. So, I'm guessing they might just be shorting out? But why?

Perhaps I shall just burn in my bed tonight!

I know I want to see this: http://www.tbpac.org/media/myfairlady.html

Probably not in Tampa, however.

I went to a baseball game tonight with Julie. It was the Bowie Baysox vs. the Conn something team. Bowie won. I don't think I was eaten by my lovers bugs. We did, however, see a giant praying mantis. It was bird-size huge.

Now I'm tired!