On a completely unrelated note: I'm hungry as hell. Lent sucks.

So, okay. The whole gay marriage thing. Here goes.

Last night I was reading Chris Greenwood's xanga and he did his speill on the issue you can find it here: Chris I thought he had a lot of really good views on the subject. This morning I read Aaron's blog, and he had some really interesting thins too: Aaron

So, Audrey and I got into a discussion about it last night, and it was really cool. She doesn't support it, and I do, but we still had a civilized conversation. I'm not a particularly political person, but I do have views on this subject, I'm just hesitant to talk to people about it for fear of being chastized. It was really nice to be able for me to express my opinions without getting into a heated political debate. She listened to what I had to say, and didn't bite my head off. ANd the Winner for Roommate of the Year is.......

I won't go into the issue at length, but, I'll do my bit. First off, I really don't see any sound argument against it. Really. Unless I'm totally missing something (which I probably am - it happens a lot), I can't think of a single valid reason why gay marriage should not be allowed. As far as the religious debates are concerned, I'll give you that. Looking at it from a Christian standpoint, some people can make arguements against it. On that same note, though, I do believe that we are all created equalls in God's eyes, and that he has the right to judge us - not anyone else. However, we live in America. As obvious as that may seem, some people have missed it. As far as I'm concerned, the "separation of Church and State" thing makes those religious arguments irrelevent. One could argue, though, that this country was founded with religion in mind, so some religious points cannot be ignored. What I have to say to that is: what about other religions that do not oppose homosexuality the way Christianity does? *Let me take this moment to say that I know almost nothing about the religions I am about to use, but I'm just playing Devils' Advocate* Let's say a Buddhist or an Atheist man wants to marry another Buddhist or Atheist man. If their religion , or lack thereof, has nothing against homosexuality, then should they be denied the right to marry whom they chose? They would be forced to adhere to a Christian-based law. If this Marriage Law is passed, then it would be discriminatory. Not just to homosexuals, but to religions who do not have views against it. I'll bring up the whole "all men are created equal" thing from the Declaration of Independence. Can we apply it here, please? I'm sure I'm missing somethings in my argument, and I'll probably update things later when I think of soemthing. So, yeah. i've now said my piece.


"We're standing here in Philadelphia...... city of brotherly love, the birthplace of freedom, where the founding fathers authored the Declaration of Independence, and I don't recall that glorious document saying anything about all straight men are created equal. I believe it says all men are created equal." - Joe Miller, Phildelphia

So, Lent is quickly approaching (an understatement; it's tomorrow), and since I havent' been to an actual Catholic Church in ages, I celebrate and give up something I love. As if it excuses the year's worth of Sundays not spent confessing. And yet, somehow I feel beter about myself afterwards. Ah, well. Faith is a fickle thing (wait, that's not how it goes.....). Am going to give up sweets. I can totally do it. And since I'm now 18, I get to fast. Haven't decided whether or not, I'm going to do it, though. I probably will, but for insanely selfish reasons: I'd like to lose some of that "Freshman 15". Yeah. I call it "The Jesus diet". Man, maybe I should write a book. It'll be the new Atkin's.

I'm intriuged by the new film "The Passion of the Christ". Very contreversial, probably why I'm intriuged. Audrey and I watched a "making of" on it, and it totally astounded me. It seems like a really brave movie, and at a time when a most people aren't making very brave movies. It opens tomorrow, and there's going to be a discussion of it on Friday in the University Center. If I didn't want to wait and go see it for free at AMC, I'd totally go. Yes, I'm that cheap. Sue me.

Audrey said one of the best things that I've heard in a while (which probably isn't even that funny, but I found it hilarious): "There are too many commercials with bears in them." Future advertising exec., she is.

And a message to CHRISGREENWOOD!: I can't believe you ate something that was dragged home under your car.

This weekend has been particulary eventful (or not, depending on how you look at it). Attempted to work on English paper all weekend and got jack crap done. That's what comes of writing about something that you have no interest in. Saturday was Kirsty's birthday, and we had luch together, then went to check out a tatoo parlor, and then randomly took a drive by these superfly, insanely huge, obscenely beautiful houses that made me realize just how crappy it is living in a dorm. Had a late dinner that night at the Cotton Patch (where I ate too much and reaped the rewards of that later), then more driving around to look at houses. Rented Evita, and reestablished my deep love for Jonathan Pryce.

Breakfast this morning with Mercedes and Kristi. Talked about Beginning Acting and what role we'd like to play before we die. I said Eliza Dolittle from Pygmalion, Mercedes said Helena from A Midsummer Night's Dream. And Kristi had the best answer of all: "I don't care what part I play, I just want to work with the Muppets!" (or, as she later stated, Gaston from Beauty and the Beast, but that would be highly improbable).

Here's Grace's long distance dedication: to the Steward of Graceland, from his High Priestess. I am sorry. That doesn't even sound adequate enough for me, so I can't imagine how it sounds to you. I hope you can accept my spasticness about the whole relationship thing, but that's just me. It's part of who I am. I've tried to change it - doesn't take. I posted a long wordy an quite insightful somment on your LJ, but it's not showing up, so now I'm pissed. Grr.

"An apology for the devil: it must be remembered that we have heard only one side of the case; God has written all the books." - Samuel Butler (doesn't really apply to this situation, but I couldn't think of any other apologies quotes)

It's nice having a room mate that can sing.

If I tried to board a plan with a slide ruler and a protractor in my hand, would they confiscate them as "methods of math instruction"?

Woke up this morning and my voice was gone. I had that kind of nasty drainage in the back of my throat. Not fun. Pro-Lab was alright - discovered that I can't sew worth me life. English was meh. Lunch with John and Mercedes was great. I haven't had a good luch with people in a while, and John always makes me feel super awesome. Yay for friends. Meeting John for lunch again tomorrow at 1. It started sleeting today. It should snow tomorrow. I'm all kinds of excited.

Anywhoodle, going to the movies with Tommy tonight. Miracle and The Butterfly Affect. Should be high quality.

"I love it when things are insured against acts of God - especially for Atheists." - John and Mercedes

History was most entertaining today. Dr. Davis had a meeting, so he sent one of his professor friends to do the lesson for him because we were way behind schedule. Dude, this guy was absolutely NUTS. Dr. Mental lectured on the French and Indian War and The Boston Massacre, peppering his speech with words of wisdom such as: If you ever go into politics, tax the poor, beacuse they can't fight back; Lots of kids on campus commit suicide, so watch out; God died in 1767 when the Declaratory act was passed; when he was 8 years old he refused to pay taxes on candy because the people who passed taxes weren't voted on by him; Very informative. Off his rocker, that one. Was mildly amusing, though. I think Davis would have snapped his pocket-protector if he knew what happened. Didn't learn very much, though. Test next Wed., and I feel a bit unprepared.

Jenny Stoneking has my hat. I'd like it back. I need to pay my tuition. Audrey's reading The Da Vinci Code. It makes me happy.

Rehearsals for The Fifth Sun are going realy well. I'm all kinds of excited. I still can't get over that I'm the Lord of Death. And with the El Salvadoran colonel, this makes the 3rd time that I've played a man. It's actually a bit like playing O'Brien in 1984. Do I just give off this manly aura? Meh.

"Grind the poor, people, grind the poor!"

I had one of the best theatrical experiences of my life this weekend. I just got back from seeing Fiddler on the Roof at my H.S. It was so obscenely incredible, there aren't even any words to describe it. Bar none the best show that AHS has ever done (with the possible exception of Musical Comedy Murders). I cried 3 times. Everything was so beautiful, and beautiful in every way. The entire show was amazing - the acting, the singing, the sets, the lights, everything. I was so impressed. And the guy that played Tevye, Cesar Osorio, where the crap did he come from? Out of nowhere, and he was incredible. Stephanie was incomparable, of course; Chris Gamel was a hot little Jew; Sarah impressed me beyond my dreams; Amy Burn and Amanda (both of them).....WOW. Eric rocks my socks as always. And Jared sang, and I fell to pieces. If they don't win some Tommy Tune awards, I'll be out for some blood. The cast party was great, but I felt a bit out of place (Jared helped, though - he's good at that). I'm still whirling from the experience. I listened to the soundtrack all the way home, and that's 3 hours. I was so impressed. I haven't felt this way about a show since I saw Les Miserables at convention. You have no idea; this show touched me on so many levels. I feel different for having watched it. And that is one of the greatest hings you can acheive with theatre. I think I sort of lost that, since I've been at school, and seeing this show reminded me of it. It made me remember why I love theatre so much, and what theatre can do for people. And that's a big deal. Man, if any of you guys are reading, you blew me away. You guys should be so proud; I know I was.

L'Chaim!

Today's entry is entitled: The Idiocy of East Texas Conservatism

Yes, I go to college in East Texas. Yes, this area is a bit more close-minded than I am used to. However, one thing that I have always come to depend on is the constant that theatre will be uncensored. Even in high school (and a fairly conservative one, at that) our plays were rarely censored. We had people give the appearance of total on-top-of-a-desk sex, for Thespis's sake. With the exception of Kiss Me, Kate (which I'm still mad about), we kept it pretty real. I just assumed that theatre at the university level would provide even looser bonds. I have been sadly mistaken. I have been informed that for The Man Who Came to Dinner every single Goddamn has been removed, as well as some other sexual innuendos. Now, I don't use the G.D. word, and am not a particularly lascivious person, but this is art, not life. And I know that Oster (the director) is not to blame. Apparently the pressure from the ultra-conservative powers-that-be just got to be too much, and our department caved.

This just reinforces my theory that Nac is the butt-hole of Texas.

"Some people have accused me of vulgarity. I say that's bullshit." - Mel Brooks

Even though rehearsals for The Fifth Sun just started today, I have a feeling that it's going to be one of my favorite shows ever. First of all, the script and the story are amazing. Meghan gave us this packet of images and backgound and production ideas. It's going to be absolutely amazing. And Meghan is absolutely FABULOUS! She's so great; I can't even describe it. She's got this great energy that's so infectious. I love it. To top it off, the cast rocks my socks, the crew is...well, it's Amber (S.M.) and Chad (A.D.), so you can't really go wrong. I haven't really been in a small cast in a while, so I've forgotten about the camaraderie that goes along with it. I'm so obscenely excited, I can't even describe it.

I feel the need to make a comment on Janet Jackson's breasts. Well, I don't know what to say, actually, I just wanted to bring them up.

"Creativity is a drug I cannot live without." - Cecil B. DeMille