Its been a year since I witnessed the death od a 15 year old girl who was hit by a train

I am filled with sadness
consumed with guilt
I should have grabbed her
screamed to have her "come back"
Instead I dream and the train keeps rolling

I'm looking for a new bike, now that I own my outright

Any ideas?

The Chill of Death, sampling Mingus

The Chill of Death
As she clenched my hand
I knew she was coming
so I stood like a man
She drew up closer until
I could see her face
And I began to wonder
Hadn't I seen her
in some other place
She called for me
to move closer
As if to pay an old debt
But I knew it wasn't my time yet
This was not my year
Thank fucking Christ
its a leap year

Hello again

I have lost my internet for a while, and as you can now guess, I am back. The director I previously mentioned was Quentin Tarantino, and the project was Django Unchained, due to be released on Christmas Day in 2012. I, unfortunately did not make the cut, much to my annoyance as I actually am able to ride horses and have shot replica 19th Century weapons. I showed up to the audition which turned out to be a cattle call filled with people wearing steampunk and costumes. What I found to be oh so typical of Hollywood, the casting staff was also dressed up as well, sometimes this sort of thing annoys the fuck out of me about my industry. Naturally the casting people only showed any interest in those who dressed up as cowboys. Ironic, considering the fact that Django takes place in the 1860's. The timeline is closer to ROOTS or The Outlaw Josie Wales, than Stagecoach. As I looked around I felt as though I were at the Renniasasince (sic) Faire.

Thank Cheebus, I was already in the classroom, I maintained my facial hair for a few weeks and then shaved it off shortly around Christmas. I fiqured that I would tell the production company to "toss off" if I even got a call. It knots my gnad fur that these poseurs get the acclaim while those of us who are actually qualified to do the job are cast aside. Am I going to see the film when it comes out? Hey, its a Tarantino flick

AUDITION

Big one coming up this weekend, a director that I actually dig in a genre I have always loved. My face is itching like a bastard because I have been growing a beard for about a week now. This role is perfectly catered for my skill set and I am looking forward to working on this project (if I can score the job). If not I stay in the classroom, where I am actually happy and finish up my student teaching/MBE

The Next Phase

Tomrrow am once again to start my second student teaching assignment. This one is in Riverside at Gage Middle School, in the RUSD. I found, whom I believe is my my master teacher on Facebook, and he appears to be a straight laced christian type and an Angels fan. Shit, normally these people and I rarely see eye to eye, but who am I to judge, maybe he will be an Ace Bloke, and we will get along fine. I guess I will just have to lay low and see what transpires here. Trying to decide if I am wearing a tie here the first day.

Blog status.

I have temporarily lost my internet, so my posts will be random at best for the next few months. Gawd knows that there are more than a few things worth speaking of on here and it is my hope to be able to do just that here in the near future