Friday, August 27, 2010

Not just another day

Well, so this is my first blog.  I have no idea who will read this or who will care.  It seems to me like this things are just free therapists.  Some people should probably actually go see therapists, but that's a different story.  But that's not the point of this whole thing right?
Today was exciting.  I had two three hour long classes, grabbed some Starbucks, talked to my parents, and then heard actor Doug Jones speak.  It's always encouraging to hear someone like Doug (a Christian in the film industry) talk about his life in Hollywood and how things have worked out for him.  As someone who is currently debating what I actually want to do, it's nice to see that someone got it all figured out.
Now I'm sitting by my bed listening to one of my roommates watch Hannah Montana.  She watches it every night. And if she's not watching it, she's listening to Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus music.  Whatever works for her!
I'm also sitting here wondering how many spelling errors I will make in this and if my mom will be bothered by them and the fact that I did not correct them.  Meh.
The other day my friends and I decided to walk down the block to check out the La Brea tar pits.  In the movie Volcano, that's where the volcano comes out of.  Real corny.  So we were walking around near the museum and this street performer is standing there with his banjo and other various stringed instruments.  He asks my friends and I if we would care to learn a dance.  One of us said sure, so therefore it was too late for the rest of us to object.  We broke up into partners and before I knew it we were dancing the Dosey Doe and twirling our partners in circles.  My friends and I were dancing and laughing while this guy played music on his banjo! It brings to mind the idea of stopping to smell the roses.  We stopped to let this guy teach us a new dance.  Sure we gave him a few bucks afterwards, but the experience was something that was probably a once in a lifetime thing.  I'm not saying I'm going to stop and dance with every street performer I see, but it's possible that there might be another semi normal one again someday that I might just dance with!