Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 24
Sign: Capricorn
City: New York City
State: New York
Country: US
Signup Date: 8/20/2005
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Friday, May 30, 2008
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Okay... So, I haven't really blogged in a long time. It's time to get back to that. Here it is. The first installment of the rest of my blogging career.
So, as most of you know. I'm in Sanford, NC working for Temple Theatre doing Ain't Misbehavin'. The show is going really well, and I'm excited to open on Friday.
HOWEVER, the city of Sanford is... well... special. I have never seen a city with as many pieces of completely ghetto, stupid trash per capita... white AND black alike. Asians, Indians (eff being PC), and Latinos do not exist here... Except in their indigenous restaurants. I swear, it's the only place I see them.
EXAMPLES:
Tonight, My friend Mitzi and I went to Wal-mart to do some grocery shopping. While perusing the aisles, our tandem happened upon two pieces of trash. I happened up on another, alone.
1) The idiot man who walks in to Wal-mart with three teenagers (who leave the store after scoping out the beer aisle) and wonders why Sam Walton's employees won't sell two 24 packs of Milwaukee's Best to him. He thought he was a smart guy though. He took off the shirt he was wearing while checking out the beer with the toddlers to reveal another shirt of the SAME COLOR underneath it. I completely understand what he was thinking though. They'll think, "It couldn't have been the same guy. The first guy was wearing a white Coors Light T-Shirt. This guy is wearing white Nascar T-Shirt. Two completely different pieces of trash."
2) The young (probably engaged) couple who get into a domestic argument in the parking lot. I mean, they were going at it. Each time she would try to walk away, he would grab her arm, spin her back around, and yell at her some more. I was ready to call 911, but he looked around and realized that the few people that were out were watching the real life Jerry Springer situation unfold. I'm pretty sure the girl got away. She had run to her car.
3) The 50 something, 350lb, grandmother of 17 who thinks that a dingy Tweety bird tank top that extends below the hem line of her BOOTY SHORTS, a pair of dirty, ambiguously colored rabbit slippers, and a grey scrunchie holding her obscenely long salt and pepper pony tail is a fashion winner. (I couldn't make the following up if I tried.) The only items in her basket were, 3 boxes of "day old" glazed donuts, four 2 liter bottles of Mountain Dew, and a bratwurst.
Fast food runs in Sanford provide many an opportunity for trash sitings.
For instance, while I was here for Godspell, my friend Tim and I went to eat at an establishment simply known as Biscuitville. Yes. Biscuitville. When we got to the counter to order, a rather rough looking 30 year old black woman named Franquetra (or something of the sort) was there to take our order. Her attitude equally matched her appearance. The conversation went as follows:
Girl: (apathetically) Welcuh da Biscuitville. Canna take yo oder? Tim: Yeah. Let me have a Chicken Biscuit meal with no pickles, please. Girl: Thassa chickin biscuit meal wit'out no pickle? Tim: Yeah. Girl: (After a moment of keying in the order) Hode on a secind. (To herself) I don't see it. I. don't. see it. Whurr my sposta take da pickles off et? (Calling out.) SHERN! (enter the manager. a nice woman named SHARON.) Okay. Dis ain't workin right. He wont a Chicken Biscuit meal wit'out no pickles. I push da button an' Iono. Iono. It won't let me take da pickles off. It say plus da pickles. It don't say minus 'em. I don't know how ta do dis! Ugh! (Sceaming to the kitchen.) YA'LL TAKE DEM PICKLES OFF DERR!
Needless to say, I just ordered a sausage biscuit.
Another instance found me and the cast of Ain't Misbehavin' out to eat at Bojangles. (For my Oklahoma friends... It's similar to Popeye's.) Anyway, as I'm finding a table for us to eat at, I happen to spy something peculiar outside of the restaurant.
Is it? No. Surely, not.
Oh, but it was. A man was pulling into the Bojangles parking lot on a dilapidated John Deere riding lawn mower. Yes, he had been driving on the road. Yes, the mower was equipped with large sideview mirrors. And yes, he parked in the space right next to our company van... He walked into Bojangles, got something to go, put it in his "trunk" (beneath his seat cushion), and pulled out of the parking lot. I laughed for a "black minute" (Devinney, 2004). You know what, though? I couldn't even be mad at him because he owned every second he was on that mower. He was damned proud of it.
It's still pretty trashy though.
Yes, there have been several other instances, but that's all for now. I'll get to them.
Next update: Music day at a school for children with special needs and OPENING NIGHT (there's a champagne toast after the show. i'm sure hilarity will ensue.)!
And scene, Terren
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Sunday, December 23, 2007
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TAG: Here's how you play. Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose 10 people to be tagged. You can't tag the person who tagged you. Since you can't tag me back, let me know when you've posted your blog so I can see your answers.
1. When it comes to stairs, I skip every other step going up but hit every one going down.
2. I have to order friut snacks by color before I can eat them.
3. I crochet like mad, but I can only make scarves. haha!
4. If I couldn't act I'd be a chef.
5. I hate the word "emblem."
6. I have abnormally pretty cursive writing.
7. I think my hands are freakishly big and disporportionate to my body.
8. I love all 7 of my nieces and nephews (even though I've never met two of them).
9. I secretly want my name to be Malachi.
10. I was a citizen of Japan until I was 18.
I TAG: Lonnie, Faith, Ryan, Kimila, Josh, Krys, Colin, Vanessa, Yuko, and Shannon.
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Monday, December 03, 2007
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This is ridiculous! BEYONCE! Of all people! BEYONCE!
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Thursday, August 30, 2007
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So... at church last night our Bible study consisted of watching a movie entitled "Facing the Giants." It's a film about a small town high school football coach's journey with his team from being the worst team in the district to the state champions... through faith and an unwavering belief in God and all that he can do.......yeah.
The movie started and I found myself heckling it for it's bad acting and "Kirk Cameron preachy-style dialogue. Basically, I was over it.
I don't know, exactly, what point it was that the movie actually grabbed my attention, but it did. I watched this "campy" story take place, but I was totally invested. I was very near tears at a couple of points. I realized that my thoughts of the movie as "hokey" and "unrealistic" were the exact reasons that I was not having the same truly amazing things take place in my life. I have grown to the point that my own intellect has dampened my faith.
Proverbs 3:5 Trust in the Lord with all thine heart, and lean not to thine own understanding.
IT'S SO TRUE. My life would be a lot less stressful and complicated if I would just put my miniscule intellect to the side a live a little more on faith. I have grown to think that some of the stories in the Bible are silly or to rationalize them as metaphors for something else when the fact of the matter is GOD CAN COMPLETELY PART A SEA. GOD CAN TOTALLY ERADICATE THE EARTH WITH A FLOOD. GOD CAN RAISE A MAN FROM THE DEAD. GOD CAN BLESS A BARREN WOMAN WITH CHILD.
"What is impossible with God?" "Nothing, coach." Taken directly from the movie.... As corny as it may sound, it's one of the most influential pieces of dialogue I've ever heard.
Trust in Him. Miracles happen everyday.
God bless.
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Friday, May 25, 2007
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Current mood:  nostalgic
The only home I've ever known... 21 years.... I just got a little emotional typing that. Wow. I've been really good up until this point. This is a lot harder to do than I thought it would be. I thought I would say some goodbyes to some people in my life, that have really helped make me feel like I have family even though my blood relatives are all thousands of miles away. I will be back in Oklahoma for a few weeks at the end of August, but I can't be certain that I'll see everyone then. So, I'll say my goodbyes now.
First of all, Daina... my oldest and dearest friend. Being with you tonight made me realize how much I miss spending time with you. I have never been so incredibly in tune with another human being. I know that God led you into my life. There is absolutely no other explanation for our relationship. If only we were attracted to each other! HAHA! I love you and it is a beautiful feeling knowing that you will ALWAYS be a part of my life... no matter where I am.
Terjuana... BIEM!!!!! Oh Lawd. I don't know what I am going to do without you. There will definitely be a big void in my life. Not seeing you everyday is really going to take some getting used to. I don't think I've met a person that can get on my nerves and/or frustrate me as much as you do... But that's what sisters are for, right? lol! I love you so much. I can't even put into words the depth of my love for you. Don't be gettin' no Bahfrahs while I'm gone! Hell!
Whitney... You and I can talk about everything, and I know you're always there when I need you to be. I thank God I found you freshman year. Most of college would have been hell without you. I wish I had your practicality or ability to organize ANYTHING. Heaven knows I need it. I love you with all of my being. You better come to NYC soon... and I want godchildren! Get on that. (Yes, I just appointed myself the godfather of whatever kids you and Matt have. LOL!) "Julia Stiles took us out to eat!"
Collin... I know I may have told you this, but I admire you so much. You are so spiritually sound, and to be honest I feel inferior when I'm around you sometimes. But that's conviction... And that's good for me, right? Thank you so much for being such an understanding and non-judgemental friend (and for allowing me to treat you like my little brother). There is no way I will ever forget about you. Our picture will be on my wall when you come to NY next summer. I love you, Collin Scarecrow.
Faith... Wow. I just got emotional again. When I moved into the house, I didn't really see myself getting close with you. I was DEAD WRONG, huh! I love you, and I'm going to miss you and Daisy so much. You are truly the best roommate I could have ever asked for. The little cards and notes here and there really do mean a lot. Who else can I have dinner, a bitch session, and a fashion show with all in one night? NO ONE! You better call me in while you're in Minnesota!!!!!! If not, we'll always have "Blame It on The Movies." LOL!!!!!!!
Elizabeth... Thank you for only ever making me take one normal picture with you. I love that I don't ever have to be serious around you, if I don't feel like it. We do whatever... however... whenever. I mean, seriously. Nothing in our relationship is ever really planned. You call me or I'll call you, and we're off doing something at the drop of a hat. I am really going to miss you. Hurry up and finish your senior year so you can join me in NYC. I love you. "CoM3 2 yoUr Sen$e5!"
Krys... What the hell is our friendship?! Haha! LOL. How did we ever even become friends? It was somewhere between me calling you a bitch freshman year and us "working" in the shop together junior year. All I know is that I love you. Thank you for being the only friend I have that will readily insult me back. Touche'. Just remember one thing, "I ain't no bitch. I ain't no bitch. I ain't no bitch."
Dana... No one makes me laugh more than you. No one. I'm so glad you helped get me a job a Zio's four years ago. It really allowed me to get to know yo crazy self better. Now we like da bestes' of frins! Okaaaay!? I'm so proud of you for going to the peace corps. I really don't think I have the guts for something like that. My phone betta be ringin off da hook wit calls from you... "If you know whass good fuh you!"
Colin... My newest friend. I'm sad that it took this long for us to start becoming friends. However, I think we made the most of the time we did have together. Week of Fun was AMAZING! I hope you remember what I said to you in that one particular AIM convo we had.... Yep, that one. It's true. Believe it. I love you, man. Call me. I'll be really sad if you don't. "YOU BADDAH GADDAH!"
There are a few other people that I just barely started bulding relationships with or ran out of time to do so that I should mention because I will miss them all too: SAVANNAH, KASSIE, "TWIN," KELLY, DESMOND, and DOUG.
Well, I guess this is it. I will leave with the lyrics of Sarah McLachlan:
I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light
And I will remember you Will you remember me? Don't let your life pass you by Weep not for the memories
God is love. Goodbye....... for now.
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Sunday, May 13, 2007
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Current mood:  nauseated
So, I took a nap earlier this evening. Was it a pleasant nap? You tell me...
It was about three hours long. = GOOD
I was in my most comfortable bed. = GOOD
Overall, I slept pretty soundly. = GOOD
I had a NASTY, DISGUSTING, REVOLTING, and NAUSEATING dream. = BAD.
Elaboration? I believe so.
I was in a really cool loft style apartment which I lived in with Colin. However, he was not in the dream. ANYWho, I was sleeping on the floor at the foot of my insanely cool bed. Why? You got me. It's a dream. My pet Puggle (It's a Pug and Beagle mix, but mine had the coloration of an English Bulldog.) runs up to me, looks at me sleeping soundly, straddles my head, and proceeds to EJACULATE ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF MY FACE! Now, I don't know what doggie splooge is like. but this particular "dream semen" was a tannish color with the consistency of a 7-11 ICY drink. But it was NOT cold at all. Needless to say, that woke me up. I ran to the sink to puke..... and i did..... again.... and again.
*Well, I woke up from my nap momentarily and somehow had a very easy time going back to sleep. When I did.....*
I HAD THE SAME FRICKEN DREAM AGAIN! This time the dog was darker in color and my tainted t-shirt and pillow case from the first dream were in the dirty clothes hamper! WHA?!?!?!?! One thing that made this time different was the fact that I was scolding the dog in between heaves.....
*This time I woke up wanting to vomit. I, somewhat, still feel that way. This is one of the strangest, and most disgusting dreams I have ever had, and now I'm afraid to go back to sleep.*
I NEED A DREAM INTERPRETER STAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I feel gross...
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Tuesday, April 10, 2007
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If you have seen this video, then just skip to my commentary below it. If you haven't, you're in for a surprise. The little girl in this video is supposedly saying "sparkling wiggles," but it sounds otherwise. Hmmmm..... Sparkling Wiggles
Add to My Profile | More VideosSooooooooooooo.... Where to start? I had a few friends show me this video last night. I had very mixed emotions while watching it. After having thought about it all night, I have come to a few conclusions. 1) I don't think very many people actually believe that this little girl is saying "sparkling wiggles." And if she is, her parents are going to be paying out the ass for some speech therapy in a couple of years. I don't know many toddlers that pronounce an "F" sound for "Sp" or who just delete "L" sounds at random. What's worse is that these people are trying to pass off an "N" sound for a "W!" WHAT?! Bottom line. This little girl is NOT saying "sparkling wiggles." 2) The first time she said it, I thought it was quite funny. However, I then began listening to the context in which the phrase was being said and stopped laughing. These are BAD PARENTS who are BAD LIARS. These people have said (in response to megabytes of hate e-mail and comments) that this video "was not meant to be racist." ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?! "No sparkling wiggles here!" "Get a job, sparlking wiggle!" I'm sorry, but these sound like BLATANT racial slurs to me. I feel sorry for the little girl, because she has no clue what she's saying. She is being showcased all over the internet (the video on youtube has over 2,000,000 views) by parents who are obviously ignorant, narrow-minded bigots. I sincerely hope she grows up, one day watches this video, and is moritfied by heinousness of it. 3) Black people, as a whole, are flipping out over this video. And some my say, rightly so. However, I feel differently. I don't think that we, as African Americans, can say anything about white people calling us "niggers" until we stop calling ourselves that. OH! I'm sorry! I forgot. "Nigg-AH" is different from "nigg-ER." So, it's okay if someone says... oh... I don't know... say... "I hate these nappy-headed nigg-AHs. They piss me off" right? Give me a break. It is the same damn word. We just choose to mispronounce it to make it cool and socially acceptable. STOP TRYING TO MAKE IT ACCEPTABLE FOR US TO DEGRADE OURSELVES! NEWSFLASH!!!!!!!!! It's just as racist to say that white (or other races of) people cannot say "nigger" as it is to have them call us that! 4) Eleanor Roosevelt once said, "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." THIS IS SOOOOO TRUE! Listen up: The power of the word "nigger" is in your reaction. If you choose not to be offended by other peoples maliciously intent words, then THEY. CAN'T. HURT. YOU. I don't mean to sound like I'm just speaking only to black people. This goes for EVERYONE. Words like nigger, bitch, spick, kike, faggot, cracker, wetback, dike, chink, etc. are just words. They mean nothing unless you allow them to. This is by far the best defense to the remarks of insensitive (dare i say it again) bigots. Can I get a "Amen?"
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Monday, April 09, 2007
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I, as yellow, cannot contain the boiling in my veins.
I, as rain, will not be afraid of gravity's beckon..
I, as light, do not carry a load in my shoulders...
I, as artwork, will not accept the smart of other's lips....
I, as reflection, cannot distort the lie I'm telling myself.....
I, as air, will not cause the leaves to snicker.......
I, as sound, do not disturb the narrow-minded.......
I, as all of me, do remember the stories I've heard
I, as all of me, will be completely comfortable
I, as all of me, will accept the consequences
I, as all of me, can see through uncertainty
I, as all of me, can support myself
I, as all of me, will not change
I, as all of me, do know
I, as all of me, am loved.
Thank God
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Monday, April 02, 2007
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Current mood:  happy
So, I've been really worried about getting work for the summer. I didn't really think I was going to get a summerstock job. After Lyric and Wichita I thought, here's to a wonderful and hot-ass summer waiting tables at Bahama Breeze. Then, there was NETC... Geez... I seriously gave the worst audition I have ever given... EVER... at the New England Theatre Conference... in front of thirty companies. I pretty much blew it. Well, despite the heinousness of my audition I got 9 callbacks (Three of them were REALLY GOOD theatres.) I was surprised, shocked, and amazed. Callbacks went well... Thank God.
I was offered a position at Galveston Island Musicals/Grandbury Opera House, which I was very excited about. Their season is GRRRRREAT for me. "America the Beautiful," "Big River," and "Joseph... Dreamcoat." That's pretty much why I said, "Hell yeah!" to their offer. We will audition for the shows when we get down there. I am out for some serious blood to play Jim in "Big River." You think I'm kidding.......... I'll cut a bitch. So, yes I do have a summer job doing what I love. So, Bahama Breeze can kiss my overworked, black ass goodbye.
P.S. To all of my New York friends, I shall join you in September after my contract is up! YAY! I'm excited.
Now. For all of you who knew about my "no Facebook/Myspace for Lent" deal. You may be surprised to see that I have been on both Facebook and Myspace a week early. Well, this is the case. Lent is forty days prior to Easter, starting with Ash Wednesday. Ususally the end of the forty day period coincides with Easter. This time... it did not. Don't ask me how or why. But forty days from Ash Wednesday (Feb. 21) was April 1. Easter is next weekend. Sooooo, umm... I'M BACK!
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Monday, February 19, 2007
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PLEASE READ... AT LEAST PARAGRAPH #3.
LENT
is more commonly practiced by Catholics. However, more and more Western Christians have begun to practice it as well. There are traditionally forty days in Lent which are marked by fasting, both from foods and festivities, and by other acts of penance. It starts on Ash Wednesday and extends through Easter. The three traditional practices to be taken up with renewed vigor during Lent are prayer (justice towards God), fasting (justice towards self), and almsgiving (justice towards neighbor). Today, some people give up something they enjoy, and often give the time or money spent doing that to charitable purposes or organizations.
SOOOO.... Here's the deal. There are two things in my life that take up a lot of my time.... Time that I could be spending on furthering my relationship with God and helping other people. I think I am kind of addicted to these two things, and I am about to put a stop to that. I am going to get a handle on it. It may sound silly/foolish to you but here goes nothing...
For LENT, I am giving up Facebook AND Myspace. That's right both of them. It really is going to be hard, but I have faith that I'll do it. 40 DAYS! So, if there is some kind of event you want to invite me to, or message you want to send me, or anything else you can do on Facebook or Myspace, please do one of the following... 1) email me at terren_w@yahoo.com 2) call me or 3) hit me up on AIM - RBM_ON_STAGE.
It all starts this Wednesay. Pray for me. Thanks.
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