OakMonster’s Den

Brad and Angelina. My boyfriend and my girlfriend. The god and goddess of my fantasy world.

June 10 seems so far away.

I’m anticipating this movie more than Star Wars. *Gasp!*

I’m so frelling excited about the show! Nervous is more like it, really. We had our final group rehearsal today, and finally get to see everyone’s piece. It’s going to be AWESOME!

That’s all there is to my life right now. The show.

But Flickr has become my source of procrastination though. The more I’m stressed out about the show, the more attractive a project Flickr becomes! As you can see here on the sidebar, I’ve added the photos from Thailand to the mix. Not all of them yet, and not all of them with caption. That’s where my obsession lies right now…

Grr! Argh!

LA Alternative Press April 15th edition listed Asian Voices as “Theater Pick”!

Who has Moon River on piano on CD? May I please borrow it? I need it for the upcoming Asian Voices. So far, I only have a 30 sec. mooching off some online samples.

It’s funny. I seem to have soundtrack for everyone else but myself. Heh.

Email me. Please?

Thanks for all who has come by to help out Megan’s doggies. Beethoven has found home with a lady I used to work for at USC, and Sami has also found a home a few days later.

Phew!

Before Blogger crapped out yesterday afternoon, I was going to blog one of the most EXCITING moment of my life.

You know how I’ve been looking up to keep my eyes on the ghetto birds flying around this area. I heard the low rumbling sound, so I looked up in anticipation for a helicopter.

Instead, a B2 bomber flew over the Union Bank building in front of me–a block away and not much higher than the building–banking slightly westward. I saw its belly.

The B2 bomber. In front of my eyes. I could almost touched it. If it wasn’t for my ghetto bird paranoia, I wouldn’t have seen it making its way to, I’d assume, LA AFB, after the fly-by at Dodgers stadium.

Wow. A bomber. Much cooler than seeing a Blue Angel doing a loop around Long Beach.

Happy Thai New Year, one and all.

It’s the 13th of April, Songkran day. Folks back home pretty much have celebrated Songkran festival since Monday.

Pretty much what we do getting blessed by our elders, bathing the buddha images at home, and for some people, going to the temple, we have a water fight. A country wide, one week long water fight.

In Bangkok, there isn’t such soaking though. Obviously it’ll interfere with daily businesses. But on Kao San Road is shut down for the day and the tourists are getting a hefty amount of soaking! I can’t describe the festival better than Richard over at Thai-Blogs. You have to see the pictures to believe.

Brandon and I threw a few handful of water at each other before we left for work this morning. More water splashing to continue–well, hell, I’ll start one!–once my friend LILY gets in from NYC later today!

What: ASIAN VOICES with Oakley Boren, Eric Ferguson, Nathan Go, Jacqueline Lee, Shan Shi, Patrick Shin, Alison Walker. Directed by Alex Luu.

When: Thursday April 21, 8 p.m.

Where: Village Gate Theater. 3223 S. Hoover Street, Los Angeles. (in the University Village, corner of Hoover and Jefferson.)

FREE ADMISSION - Seats are limited though, so please arrive early.

Oh well hell, I signed up to be a Guest Blogger on Thai-Blogs.com. See if may be I’m way too far to the left for them or not.

It’s 11:33. My brain is fried from trying to memorize my MOS piece. And I’m hungry again. This Thai-Blogs thing may be a complete and total disaster. But we’ll see tomorrow. We’ll see.

A few entries that cheered up my day. (Can’t you tell I’m just a little uninspired at work today?)

Rude Cactus: When Coins Go Bad

Chris E. Long: Get CLong on Kevin & Bean