It must be a full moon because... it is. Sorry, I've been reading Steve Martin's book Born Standing Up. One of my favorite parts so far is his favorite joke from a vaudeville star's performance:
"One day he brought his trick violin to the store to share with this sixteen-year-old boy. He flicked a hidden switch, and I watched as the violin changed into a colorful bouquet of feather-flowers. Nice, but then he showed me his opening joke: He walked from behind the counter and stood on the floor of the magic shop, announcing, 'And now, the glove into dove trick!' He threw a white magician's glove into the air. It hit the floor and lay there. He stared at it and then went on to the next trick."
And I can't stop giggling.
Steve Martin is a smarty-pants, which can be obnoxious at times, but he's a pretty funny guy. I couldn't stand Shopgirl and refused to watch the movie. It grossed me out that he cast himself opposite Claire Danes even if the story was about a May-December relationship. It struck me as horribly self-indulgent. But I LOVED The Pleasure of My Company. It is in my top 5 books and L.A. Story is in my top 5 movies. But Jennyway, where the hell was I going with this?
Ah. It must be a full moon because I just tackled a big project. Two lingering projects, actually. This class may require too much but I don't care- I am going to keep up with my non school-related reading and I will finish the leftover projects before the fall semester starts. Only not right now. I'm tired and I need to go blog. But tomorrow! Tomorrow I will resume accomplishing all sorts of impressive feats. So there, class. So there.
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