<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:07:59.751-05:00</updated><category term='Sex Museum'/><category term='Village'/><category term='Glen Hansard'/><category term='Hansard'/><category term='McCain'/><category term='The Black Death'/><category term='Starbucks'/><category term='Sponsored By Poverty'/><category term='New York City'/><category term='Palin'/><category term='Awesome'/><category term='Last Days'/><category term='Monologues'/><category term='Ocean City'/><category term='Bleecker'/><category term='Comedy'/><category term='Ultimate Bread'/><category term='Penguins'/><category term='Judas'/><category term='Clothes'/><category term='Strawberries'/><category term='George Bush'/><category term='Texas'/><category term='Brandon Pfeltz'/><category term='Jam'/><category term='Kanye West'/><category term='Frames'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Sexy'/><category term='Mike Birbiglia'/><category term='Scientology'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Actor&apos;s Studio'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Taylor Swift'/><category term='Colm Mac Con Iomaire'/><category term='Pace University'/><category term='Zooey Deschanel'/><category term='Shirts'/><category term='Razor Blades'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Candy'/><title type='text'>B is for Awesome</title><subtitle type='html'>Because I transcend the alphabet.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-7077745388902302600</id><published>2009-10-21T18:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T19:11:51.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging on a Blackberry</title><content type='html'>I have been slacking on my blogging lately, and by slacking, I mean completely just not doing it. This is usually the part of my entry where I sit here and give me excuses for not blogging, but I won't waste my time because noone reads this blog but myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I? I am everywhere. I am in your house, I am with the man watching you from a tree outside of your bathroom window, I am with the restroom attendant who takes unjustified pride in his job, I am everywhere. Actually, I am sitting in New York in Schaeberle theatre rehearsing for our show, "The Last Days of Judas Iscariot," in which I play Uncle Pino. Uncle Pino may very well be the most important character in the show. I say one line and sit in the jury the entire time. I am playing an old drunk, and I am going to sit around and sneak sips of my empty Pino Grigio bottle when no one is looking. Really, I make the show. Without me just mindlessly zoning out after stating my one line, would there really be a show? I think not. I am also the understudy for Caiaphas the Elder, and get two performances as him. He is one of the pivitol scenes in act 2, but still, he's got nothing on Uncle Pino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In preparation for the show, we are not allowed to shave or get a haircut. What does this mean for me? I'd say that at the moment I resemble a homeless person. Instead of looking like a college student, I more so resemble someone with a lazy eye who'd hit you up for change on the subway. Really, I guess I'm just preparing for when I graduate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a job. Life is hard without a job, expecially when you have an extreme obsession with cocaine and cheap hookers. It gets expensive. Coincidentally, this habit has dug me into an even deeper hole, as now I have about 15 child support checks to send out a month. From little Shaniquawayway to big toothless Superfly, I love all of my children equally, regardless of their race, gender, or lack of limbs. I do need a job though. I'm hopefully going to Ireland next semester and they won't let me into the country unless I have 1500 euros in my account by the time I get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Ireland, has anyone ever wondered how Leprechauns get their gold? They must either be drug dealers or pimps. Have you ever seen a leprechaun working a normal job? Have you ever seen a leprechaun at all? I wonder if Irish midgets ever get mistaken for leprechauns. If I were an Irish midget, I would wear a top have with little black shoes and all that, and pretend to be a leprechaun. Although, again. People would probably be trying to hit me up for hoes and drugs. For real, what else could they do? Be pro wrestlers? I think not. Would you ever buy a car from a leprechaun? Hell no, they'd probably leave rotting cereal in the back seat. Well, I plan on capturing one when I go to Ireland, so I'll be sure to ask him directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now everyone. I've sent my application off to Ireland, so we'll see if I am accepted. I better start getting used to corned beef and cabbage now. At least I don't have to put up with snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-7077745388902302600?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/7077745388902302600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=7077745388902302600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/7077745388902302600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/7077745388902302600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2009/10/blogging-on-blackberry.html' title='Blogging on a Blackberry'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-815125113920901554</id><published>2009-09-20T00:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T01:15:00.440-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pace University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glen Hansard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kanye West'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hansard'/><title type='text'>Well hey there..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's sure been a while, hasn't it? Wanna know something sucky? I just spent a good bit of time typing up this blog, and then Firefox froze on me, so I wasn't able to actually publish it. Now I'm rewriting it, great. I've been meaning to update for a while now, but I've been too infatuated with the picture of Zooey Deschanel in the last post at the top of my page to want to post anything that would lower her out of my site line. Yup, that's it. Obviously. Or it could be that I just had so much to say and I knew that it would take me forever to write a post about everything that I've been doing. You know what, I'm going to say that it's probably more so the second option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, here I am. I'm back in New York City. The summer seemed to drag on forever, and yet it seemed to fly by. See, I had to get up at the crack of dawn every morning to work at the YMCA, and all of those little kids just shouting things at me and misbehaving.. it was greeeeat fun. Please not the sarcasm in that, as it is not always apparent through the internet. Thank you. That being said, it also seems like I was home in Maryland just yesterday. I was so excited to get back to school, but now I am also excited to come home to visit. That'll be some time soon, I should think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, it's about 12:30 AM. I'm sitting in my dorm room, overlooking the streets of Manhattan in the sleepy little Financial District of New York City. Everything around here closes around 8:00 PM, so there isn't much nightlife in this part of town.  I didn't really have anything else to do, so I thought, why not make a blog? It sure has been a little while, and I really have been meaning to update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I moved in about twoish weeks ago, I think. I say I think because I can't really remember. Time is sort of a blur to me, really. I keep track of what day it is for the most part, but I can't really be bothered with silly things like the month or date. Who needs to know those things? Anyway, I move into my little dorm room, and I now live with two other guys. I shouldn't say little though, because my dorm room is much bigger than last year. Last year, I lived in a space suitable for a terrorist in Guantanamo Bay, but this year, my room is much bigger. It's nice too, we have our own bathroom and little kitchen area. The only downside? Bunkbeds. I really don't like them. Children are severely misguided when they opt to have bunkbeds. As their brains develop, they will realize just how stupid they were for begging for them. Being on the top bunk, you are presented with the constant fear that you are going to fall off, hit the ground, and die. Death by post-matress shock. Living on the bottom bunk, you sleep in a constant state of fear, as you worry whether or not the person on the top (who just may be larger than you) is going to fall through and land on top of you, smothering you under their weight and their mattress. There really is no middle ground. Either way, bunkbeds will kill you. For your information though, I opted for the bottom bunk. For those of you interested in what my room looks like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs229.snc1/7620_154163521720_505931720_3017249_1371926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs229.snc1/7620_154163521720_505931720_3017249_1371926_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs229.snc1/7620_154163491720_505931720_3017248_4138441_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little bare in these pictures, but I have put up a lot more stuff since taking them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, that's the room. It's no Taj Mahal, but it's alright. I wouldn't want to live in the Taj Mahal anyway, all that gold is &lt;i&gt;extremely&lt;/i&gt; tacky. Who designed that thing? Elton John? Probably not. So, school's been going well so far. I take Playwriting, Scene Study, Introduction to Foreign Relations, Math for Life, and Voice and Movement. Math for Life is online luckily, so I never have to show up for it. The only problem there being that if I am lost, there isn't anyone to ask for help. Except for google. Google is pretty helpful. He's a good guy. Playwriting is a really fun class. I'm enjoying it a lot. We've been doing these little exorcises that have been helping a lot. I've actually been meaning to post them, because I think that they are pretty fun. One of our assignments was that we had a minute to write dialogue between two characters, and I chose John Wilkes Booth and Abe Lincoln. It had to start with the line, "You can't do that!" So I did this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A. JOHN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Hey, you can't do that!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B. LINCOLN&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Why can't I?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Because, I just shot you in the head.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;So what?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;So you can't just get back up after I shot you in the head.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Why not?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Because you have a big gaping hole.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;True.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;There's blood gushing everywhere.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;No kidding.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;You should be dead.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Yeah, isn't that a bitch?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;How about I shoot you again?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;You could do that, but it wouldn't be very nice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Of course it's not very nice, I'm trying to kill you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;So yeah, those are the kinds of things that we do. It's a lot of fun, and it really forces you to think creatively, and fast. That's as much as I could write in one minute, but I am sure as time go forward, I'll be able to think even more spontaneously. I'm actually going to give you one more of the assignments that we had. At the end of class, she had us write dialogue between two characters. What we had to do, was write dialogue between two characters. They were driving in a warm car while it was raining outside. One turns to the other and begins to say something, but then stops. We had to pick it up from there. This is what I wrote. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;We talked it over, we both agreed that this is the best choice for us right now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;I know, but don't you feel like we could be making a mistake? This one little thing is going to completely change our lives forever.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;We don't have the money to care for it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;So you're talking about him like he's an object?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Don't you dare say that. I can't believe you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Well I can't believe your choice of words just then.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;I'd prefer to not humanize it. I just don't want to think of it as a living creature.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;You really are a piece of work, you know that?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Oh come on.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;No seriously. You know what? This is sick. This is something that's going to be with us our entire lives, and you just want to brush it off like it's nothing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;I'm not brushing it off like it's nothing. WE DO NOT HAVE THE MONEY. This was the best plan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;The best plan shouldn't involve having to ending a life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;I'm not happy about it, so can you please just stop blaming me? Do you think I'm proud of this? I've woken myself up at nights just sweating thinking about it. I really wish that we could keep him. You have no idea what it's like for me. I've never had to deal with this situation before.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Look, I'm sorry. Maybe it was the best idea. You're right, we couldn't afford him, he was taking up too much room, and can you imagine all the whining?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Right.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;B.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Anyway, this looks like a good spot. No one will ever find your father's body all the way out here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;So yeah, the joke of the scene is that it's not about abortion at all, but rather about murder. Witty, I know, thank you. So yeah, classes have been fun. No complaints so far. However, as soon as I have them, I know that I'll probably be griping to you all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Moving on, I have some really good news. I auditioned for the mainstage shows here, and I got in! It's a really good thing, because like everyone auditions for them, and I therefore did not expect to get cast. I'm going to be playing Uncle Pino in The Last Days of Judas Iscariot. I literally have ONE line. "I believe, because it is absurd! It is certain because it is impossible!" Hah, that's it! That's my line! I'll start memorizing right away! I'm certainly not complaining though. I consider myself very lucky to have gotten in at all. PLUS, I am the understudy for the roles of Pontius Pilate and Simon the Zealot. I've been told that there will be two understudy performances, so I guess that means I'll be getting a performance as each character, which is great because they are both fairly large roles. Also, I get to say amazing lines such as, "I mean, after all brotha', it aint like we lookin' to crucify the muthahfuckah!" Gooood stuff. I've never been an understudy before, so I know I'm gonna have to bust my butt doing that. I'm really looking forward to doing it, it's going to be a true learning experience. I'm extremely excited for the show, and it opens in November at Schaeberle Studio in 41 Park Row. Come see it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;Okay, well, I think I'm going to wrap it up now. Yeah, I have more to talk about, but I think that I'll leave it for a later time. How about I just leave you with a check list of things that I've done so far? Sound good? No? Screw you, I'ma do it anyway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got into Last Days of Judas Iscariot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to see Glen Hansard/Marketa Irglova in concert, met them, got a picture and guitar pick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met Jesse L. Martin, the original Tom Collins in RENT and star of Law and Order, and got a picture with him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought some apple cider and a meaaan (in a good way) baguette.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw Extract, it was so-so.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate White Castle at the joint for the first time. Made me sick for three days. Great coming it.. explosive coming out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat around in my room in a stupor of self loathing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played guitar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to see The Toxic Avenger Off-Broadway starring Diana DeGarmo from American Idol. Fantastic, and hilarious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started making up a Christmas list.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made food like every night, and therefore have gained in the cooking of cheap food department.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel like there is a lot more that I've done, but it's slipping my mind right now, so I'll get back to you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay ladies and gents, there you have it. This has been long, right? What did I tell you? I warned you. You didn't want to listen, and that's your own fault. Shmuck. Hey listen, could you leave a comment though? I'd appreciate that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, so for Halloween, I've decided on my costume. I am going to dress half of my body as Taylor Swift, and the other half as Kanye West. I am going to be Kanye interrupting my Taylor costume. I'll hold up a sign to the tune of, "Yo Taylor, you make a good costume, and I'ma let you finish, but KANYE is one of the best costumes OF ALL TIME!" It'll be great. For those who don't know what I'm talking about, where have you been? I'm also planning a trip to Sleepy Hollow with a few friends to go to the farmers market and haunted hay ride. I know, brilliant idea. It's perfect for Halloween to go to the original Sleepy Hollow of Headless Horseman fame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah crap, you know what I forgot? I did forget something. I also have decided that I am going to study abroad next semester. As many of you know, I've always know that I was going to study abroad, but I was just a bit iffy on when I was going to do it. Well, I decided next semester. I'm going to meet with one of the study abroad advisors on Monday afternoon, fill out the application, and hopefully get things in order. If my application is accepted, I'll get to go. If not, I'll cry, write sad poetry, and try again next year. I don't see it being a problem though, and I think I have a pretty good chance, but we'll see. Cork, IE here I come! Hopefully...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, more on all of that later. Now since this post is super long and I said most of what I had to say, I can post more frequently, and make them a lot shorter. Alright, goodnight everyone. And by everyone, I mean mom, because you're probably the only person reading this. Maybe Daddy Greg too. Hello to you too then. Actually, Yai-yai, you made be reading this too. Hey to you, hey to Poppy. Hey to anyone that's reading this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I'm done. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow me on Twitter, I update that more! www.twitter.com/brandinian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-815125113920901554?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/815125113920901554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=815125113920901554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/815125113920901554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/815125113920901554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-hey-there.html' title='Well hey there..'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-824219066778655495</id><published>2009-08-27T18:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T18:43:03.067-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Black Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strawberries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ultimate Bread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zooey Deschanel'/><title type='text'>You're kidding, right?</title><content type='html'>Holy crap.. could it be? Am I actually posting TWICE within the same week? Wow, I must have turned over a new leaf or something! Or maybe I'm just really bored. We'll go with the new leaf thing, because then it makes it sound like I'm making positive strides in my life, which don't get me wrong, I am, but I am still just really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I attempted to make jam the other &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://10.media.tumblr.com/WEuVxh7BEj9t72nyu8YtGujno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 419px;" src="http://10.media.tumblr.com/WEuVxh7BEj9t72nyu8YtGujno1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;day. I got the recipe out of a "Self" magazine that had Zooey Deschanel on the cover. I love her, and she's extremely attractive. It was my first time ever trying to make jam, but what I didn't realize is how long it would take. Three hours! Can you believe that crap? I eventually got fed up near the end that intead of letting the strawberries fully melt, I just mushed them up with my spoon. Oops. Ah well, it still tastes pretty good. I mean, it smells horrendous, but it doesn't taste too bad! Not like that time I made bread. I still don't know what when wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this book out of the library called "Ultimate Bread", because it sounded pretty badass. Ultimate Bread? I mean, that's epic. That's saying that there is absolutely NO BREAD better than this bread. I had to make this ultimate bread, I just had to. So I look through the recipes, and if you know me, you know that I have a weakness for baguette. It's the only good thing to come out of France. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;French people, please ignore the blatant American racism. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt; So I attempted to make it, and I followed the directions perfectly, or so I thought. Well, when it came out, it wound up having an almost rock hard crust. Coincidentally, it also looked like a rock. It also tasted like matza. I have no idea how it could taste like matza, because I didn't forget to put in the yeast like those wandering Jewish folks in the desert. It was a sad day. My dreams were crushed. I've never been quite the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the jam was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to the store and buy some clothes, but I am so picky when it comes to buying things. I'm like Ebenezer Scrooge with my money, because I hate spending it so much. Seriously, when it costs $50 dollars for a shirt, you are thinking, okay, I just worked a full day to buy this shirt. It's bull crap! That's why I hate buying clothes, and hence why I don't have a huge selection of clothes in my closet. It's not like I don't have the money to buy it.. I just really really don't want to spend it. It's terrible, but I suppose I have to get over it. I'm about to head out to the mall, so we'll see how I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright you cool cats, thanks for reading. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-824219066778655495?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/824219066778655495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=824219066778655495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/824219066778655495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/824219066778655495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2009/08/youre-kidding-right.html' title='You&apos;re kidding, right?'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-2973574264709130123</id><published>2009-08-27T01:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T18:36:23.407-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pace University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ocean City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monologues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frames'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon Pfeltz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colm Mac Con Iomaire'/><title type='text'>It's been a while..</title><content type='html'>I know, I keep making promises to update this thing frequently, but I'm obviously a big liar. Not big as in fat, but big as in I tell lies of large proportion. Well, fat too. Anyway, I'm not going to promise anymore that I am going to update this, I'm just going to do whenever I feel. I thought it would be a cool little project to keep updated during the school year, but then I just got too lazy. Plus, I didn't really have much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has been fun. It's coming to a close now, but I've done quite a bit. I'm not going to go through it all, but I made a lot of money, saw Paul McCartney in concert again, visited Texas, Williamsburg, and Ocean City, waged war with foam weapons, and played a few fun shows. School is sneaking up on me. In about two weeks I'll be back in my cozy little dorm in New York City, not cleaning it, and pulling all nighters to finish my school work. Ah, that'll be the day. I am really excited to go back. Not that I don't like it here, because I do, I just miss the freedom that New York City provides. I can essentially go out and do whatever I want, whenever I want. It's like a huge playground, and I'm like a little kid. Except I have facial hair. And I hate kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to go back and listen to the new CD I just bought, The Hares Corner by Colm Mac Con Iomaire, which is quite good. It's original instrumental Irish violin music. I didn't expect to really be into instrumental music all that much, but hey, it's great. Check it out. Hopefully I'll be back again, and more frequently this time, but no promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to go work on monologues. Oh joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-2973574264709130123?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/2973574264709130123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=2973574264709130123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/2973574264709130123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/2973574264709130123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while..'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-8050743171804850062</id><published>2009-02-26T04:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:31:39.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little discussion..</title><content type='html'>Okay, so the Oscars have come and gone. I take pride in knowing that I saw just about every single picture nominated this year for an Oscar (save for the animated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;films&lt;/span&gt;, short films, and documentaries.) I can't say that I fully agreed with everything that won, in fact, most of the things that I wanted to win &lt;em&gt;didn't.&lt;/em&gt; That was unfortunate. I was happy for some of the wins though, but the Oscars just reminded me how much I really love acting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acting is one of the hardest things that I've ever had to do in my life. You have to clear away all of your inhibitions and put yourself out there, unafraid. It's so hard to not feel foolish during a scene, or to say fully committed, but when you do, it's a beautiful thing. Acting is the best art form, because it's so honest. There are times that I regret the choice that I made, to go into theatre, but for the most part I am completely happy with it. There are very few things that I could see myself doing, besides acting. I have such a drive to want to be like my favorite actors and have their abilities to tell stories, and become the characters, fully living the lives of the characters and animating them. It's such a powerful art, and I am blessed to be a part of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to dedicate this post to my top five favorite actors. These men have constantly left me in awe of their talent and ability. You may disagree, but they have inspired me personally, and remind me why I love acting. I only hope to someday be in their league, and be able to be as honest and careful with my characters as they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, here they are in no particular order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Daniel Day-Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh118/ap_shakes/daniel-day-lewis_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh118/ap_shakes/daniel-day-lewis_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel is one of the greatest actors of our generation. With roles such as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; Brown in My Left Foot, Bill The Butcher in Gangs of New York, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hawkeye&lt;/span&gt; in The Last of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mohicans&lt;/span&gt;, John Proctor in The Crucible, and the iconic Daniel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Plainview&lt;/span&gt; in Their Will Be Blood, Daniel never fails to amaze. I'll never forget when I first saw him in The Crucible. I was blown away by his talent, and he instantly became one of my favorite actors. I watched more of his movies, but then I saw his best work, There Will Be Blood. He won the Oscar for his role, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;deservedly&lt;/span&gt; so. His work in the movie was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;incredible&lt;/span&gt;, and inspiring. The entire movie is a character study, and he completely becomes Daniel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Plainview&lt;/span&gt;. He is even able to make lines such as 'I drink your milkshake!' seem frightening, rather than corny. There Will Be Blood is a fascinating movie, and he gives such a great performance. I rank it as one of my top greatest performances of any actor of all time. If you didn't know that he was playing the role, he would be completely unrecognizable. Such a fantastic actor. I can't wait for his new movie musical 'Nine' to come out. If he can sing, he'll have proven that he can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel in 'The Crucible'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f_HMY-5l0gI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f_HMY-5l0gI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel in 'There Will Be Blood'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B35rYEkYgvs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B35rYEkYgvs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Tom Hanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2008/galleries/020608_hanks_300X400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2008/galleries/020608_hanks_300X400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it possible to make a list like this without including the great Tom Hanks? He was one of my earliest favorite actors. He is one of the men that was my biggest inspiration to go into acting. His movies were ones that I loved from a young age, and then appreciated even more when I got older. he has given some of the most touching performances that I've ever seen. My favorite roles by him are Chuck in Cast Away, where he actually made me really depressed over a volleyball named Wilson, Capt. John Miller in Saving Private Ryan, Jim Lovell in Apollo 13, Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Edgecomb&lt;/span&gt; in The Green Mile, Carl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hanratty&lt;/span&gt; in Catch Me If You Can, Michael Sullivan in Road to Perdition, Woody in Toy Story, and of course, his Oscar winning Forrest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gump&lt;/span&gt; in Forrest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Gump&lt;/span&gt;. I've always loved that movie, and it is one of the most bittersweet movies that I've seen. It's beautiful for his performances complexities and simplicities. He does a spectacular job. I really wish that he would take more roles like these nowadays, and I hope that we see him winning another Oscar in the future. He is an immense talent, and will always be one of my favorite actors. He was one of my earliest inspirations, and will remain and inspiration. Let's not forget, there's no crying in baseball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tom in Cast Away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fCaurUJajhc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fCaurUJajhc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tom in Forrest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Gump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uaHfmKFjrg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uaHfmKFjrg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Heath Ledger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/4/4f/Heath_Ledger.jpg/800px-Heath_Ledger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/4/4f/Heath_Ledger.jpg/800px-Heath_Ledger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, I know that you probably think I'm only including Heath Ledger because he died, but no, that's not the case. Heath Ledger was an amazingly talented actor who had so much promise and raw talent, and it's such a shame to see him gone. He is a recent Oscar winner, with two nominations. I first saw him as Patrick in 10 Thing I Hate About You, and I thought he was alright. He really caught my attention though, when I saw him as Gabriel in The Patriot. he gave a great performance, and that was really the start of a fantastic career. He went on to play William in A Knight's Tale, which is a movie that I've seen upwards of a thousand times. I love that movie, and can quote many of the lines. At that point, I really liked him as an actor, and really respected his role choice. I really liked him as Jacob Grimm in The Brothers Grimm, and he was great in I'm Not There. He gained an Oscar nomination for his role in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Brokeback&lt;/span&gt; Mountain, for a role that took a lot of courage. I really respect him for that choice. When I heard that he would play the Joker, I was excited. I heard that it would be much darker than previous Batman films, and I thought that maybe I would actually enjoy a comic book film for once. His final completed role didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;disappoint&lt;/span&gt;, with him earning a Best Supporting Actor Oscar for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;villain&lt;/span&gt;. He blew me away, and I really wanted to see him win the award. I'm so glad he did. His Joker is ranked as my greatest film &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;villain&lt;/span&gt; of all time. His life was taken way too early, and he had so much potential. He left a strong body of work to be proud of, and will continue to inspire many for years to come. I'm eagerly awaiting his next film, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Imaginarium&lt;/span&gt; of Doctor Parnassus. Rest in Peace, Heath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heath in A Knight's Tale&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhep2fZKHgE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhep2fZKHgE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heath in The Dark Knight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u8PxG5zvgOM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u8PxG5zvgOM&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2006/celebdatabase/johnnydepp/johnny_depp1_300_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2006/celebdatabase/johnnydepp/johnny_depp1_300_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt; is an amazing actor. He brings such beauty to his roles, and such depth. He is another man with fantastic choice in roles. I first saw him as Edward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Scissorhands&lt;/span&gt; when I was a child, and I was freaked out, but in a good way. From that point on, he has continued to impress me with roles such as Donny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Brasco&lt;/span&gt;, Jack Sparrow in Pirates of the Caribbean, Ed Wood in Ed Wood, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;JM&lt;/span&gt; Barry in Finding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Neverland&lt;/span&gt;, George Jung in Blow, Gilbert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Grap&lt;/span&gt; in What's Eating Gilbert Grape, Mort &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Rainey&lt;/span&gt; in The Secret Window, and his Oscar nominated performance as Sweeney Todd in Sweeney Todd. With the last role, he proved that he can sing, and be incredibly versatile in his roles. I would love his have a career such as his, with these amazing characters. He is long overdue for actually winning an Oscar. Everyone who has seen the Pirates series has instantly been drawn to his talent. His turn as Jack Sparrow was nothing short of perfection. He was actually nominated for an Oscar for that role too (and he deserved it!) Another character actor who can take on anything. His movies have mostly a darker tone to them, especially his movies with Tim Burton. They've formed a great team, and Johnny continues to pump out awe inspiring performances. Again, I go back to the word inspiration. As one of my favorite actors, he makes me want to act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Johnny in Sweeney Todd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uh1SzmUGCxk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uh1SzmUGCxk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Johnny in Pirates Of The Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gUWGMg9g2h0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gUWGMg9g2h0&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Sean Penn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www4.pictures.gi.zimbio.com/2009+Palm+Springs+International+Film+Festival+Je_RzaIzvTdl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 537px" alt="" src="http://www4.pictures.gi.zimbio.com/2009+Palm+Springs+International+Film+Festival+Je_RzaIzvTdl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say what you will about his personal life, he's an extremely talented actor. Sean Penn has had a great career that's earned him two Oscars (which should have been three). From his first appearance in my house as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Spicoli&lt;/span&gt; in Fast Times At &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Ridgemont&lt;/span&gt; High (thanks for showing me the movie, mom), he has given a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;performances&lt;/span&gt; that I'll never forget. He was fantastic as Sam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Bycke&lt;/span&gt; in The Assassination of Richard Nixon, Jimmy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Markum&lt;/span&gt; in Mystic River, and delivered a truly remarkable performance this past year as Harvey Milk in Milk. His Oscar winning performance in that movie is enough to make anyone feel for the character. The realism that he brought to Harvey Milk was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;phenomenal&lt;/span&gt;, and I can't wait to see the movie again. I loved his performance, and I'm very glad he got the Oscar. His real gem though, is Sam Dawson in I Am Sam. I Am Sam has to be one of the most heartfelt, and heartbreaking movies that I have ever seen. It is all due to his performance as Sam. Again, this performance ranks as one of my greatest film performances of all time. I really applaud him for making such a likable character. The movie was so powerful, and he did a fantastic job. His touching performance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; solidifies his spot on my top five.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sean in Milk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=unu-9vM9VZw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=unu-9vM9VZw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sean in I Am Sam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mX1-QrrCQi4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mX1-QrrCQi4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;I'ma&lt;/span&gt; go off to sleep now. Take it easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-8050743171804850062?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/8050743171804850062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=8050743171804850062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/8050743171804850062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/8050743171804850062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-discussion.html' title='A little discussion..'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-62907261405507412</id><published>2009-02-17T02:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:38:09.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex Museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penguins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon Pfeltz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sponsored By Poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Back for season two!</title><content type='html'>Hey there bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been quite a while since we've last chatted, hasn't it? I figured that after neglecting you all for so long, it's about time that I come back. Honestly, I really was just too depressed over the big election for me to blog. Honestly, can you believe the outcome? Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT I WAS NOT ELECTED JUDGE OF THE CIRCUIT COURT! Man, I honestly didn't see that one coming. I voted for myself and was shocked that I didn't win! See, I had mailed in my ballot, so I just assumed that within days after the election, they would announce my victory. That announcement never came, unfortunately. I had a lot of great ideas for how to deal with criminals, but now nobody will ever know the brilliant things I came up with. Let me give you a hint though, hot dogs. Sounds intriguing, right? Well, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I've been up to a lot since the last update. To go into detail would mean this blog entry being pages long, and I honestly don't want to write that, and you don't want to read it. Therefore, I will just say, it's been a blast. I played CB in Dog Sees God, and it was (I feel) the greatest performance that I've ever given. That was the highlight of last semester, I suppose. It also has led me down a different college path, one to which has me now persuing a BFA in Acting and a BA in Directing. Cool, right? I like to think so. Now let me hit you with a little bit of knowledge. At the moment, I am doing laundry. I very much dislike doing laundry, because it takes forever. That measn that I hav eto sit here and wait for the laundry to be done, and I just don't like that. It's not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what is fun? Thorton Wilder's Skin of our Teeth, which is the new show that I am doing at Pace. It's at the Schaeberle Studio, which is our big blackbox in 41 Park Row. My parents will be coming to see that one, and it's going to great. The director is a great guy, and he's also my acting teacher. He has some really really super cool ideas for the show, and if you see it, (which most of you won't), you will be impressed. The cast is great too. Now me, I'm playing 'Bingo Caller', I know, important sounding, right? I have only like three lines, but I'm really happy to just have the chance to be in such a great production. Plus, I have ensemble roles to do, so that should be fun. One of the little bits we have to do is act like a coocoo clock... oh boy.. Come see it. It's April 1-5, I believe. I'll keep you posted if I keep on posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us talk about American Idol for just a minute. I will be voting for Normund Gentle, and I hope that you'll be doing the same. He is the fool that is on there joking around every single episode, and he is hilarious. He really should win, or the show is obviously rigged. Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the sex museum the other day on Valentine's Day, and I really wasn't too impressed. It was actually pretty boring. Not really worth my money, I'd say. Oh well. I'm not a huge fan of Valentine's Day. It's just not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, here is a shout out to my brother Aaron. His birthday is coming up on the 19th, so happy birthday, even though I am certain that you won't read this. I really only have like two or three readers, which is unfortunate. Read this, people! You'll have fun! I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I want to end this post on a positive note here. I want to talk a little bit about my band, Sponsored By Poverty. You know who we are, right? Good. We just released our new Demo EP, which we recorded with Bob Manzo. You can take a listen to it here: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sbpmd"&gt;www.myspace.com/sbpmd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're playing a show at Penguins Down At The iGloo in Maryland on March 15th. Let me know if you want to go, so that I can sell you a ticket. We're also auditioning for America's Got Talent on March 13th, so here's hoping that works out for us. A million bucks would really be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I really have anything else to say right now. Take it easy, and peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-62907261405507412?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/62907261405507412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=62907261405507412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/62907261405507412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/62907261405507412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-for-season-two.html' title='Back for season two!'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-3532512322439236870</id><published>2008-11-04T03:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T03:35:00.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v375/36/54/505931720/n505931720_1406175_102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 305px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v375/36/54/505931720/n505931720_1406175_102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-3532512322439236870?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/3532512322439236870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=3532512322439236870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/3532512322439236870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/3532512322439236870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title='VOTE!'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-7919569254562473505</id><published>2008-10-31T14:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T14:32:57.914-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pace University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Razor Blades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike Birbiglia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sponsored By Poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bleecker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candy'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am updating this for a few reasons. There have recently been a few updates in my life, and I felt like I should update you on those updates. Really, I just wanted to see how many times I could say updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had the extreme pleasure of seeing Mike Birbiglia's one man off-broadway show, "Sleepwalk With Me." It was free, too. I guess I should explain that. It's not free for everyone, but I was able to get a comp. ticket. Why did I get a comp. ticket? Well, did you perhaps ever stop to think that I am a more important and imposing figure than you? Yeah, I am talking to you, one of the three people who read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I'm not. Actually, here is the scoop. So, as you all know if you read my blog last time, Starbucks never called me back. Idiots. Complete idiots, that's what they are. I hope they burn themselves with their coffee. How sweet a retribution that would be, eh? Eh, what am I, Canadian? Aboot! Okay, so yeah. Starbucks never called me back after two interviews. I figured that I didn't deserve to wait on recieving a call from an establishment that clearly didn't deserve my charismatic expertise. Therefore, I began to look up jobs on Craigslist. That is something that I'd never done before. I had heard of people getting jobs through it, but I was a bit skeptical. I figured that I would find jobs for like, "Dog-crap cleaner," or "Homeless person washer." Why would I want to do those jobs? Luckily, that's not what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I found was an add to be a promoter by passing out fliers for an off-broadway theatre, or what not. It sounded interesting, and as you know I am a theatre major so I figured that it would be a nice opportunity. Well, I sent an incredibly long email explaining how great I am, and why I would be amazing at the job. I really talked myself up, but like, seriously, I deserve all the praise. I mean, look at me. I'm sexilicous. I wanna sex me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I waited a few days without much hope really. Buuuuut, I got an email yesterday inviting me to come in for an interview, and then I got very very excited when I saw at the bottom of the email a sentance that said, "As part of the job, you are required to see a performance of Mike Birbiglia's new show, 'Sleepwalk With Me.' You will see this for free." Required? REQUIRED!? Required to do something so awesome as see Mike Birbiglia?! I had no flippin' idea that this job that I was interviewing for was passing out fliers for his show. No idea at all. Now, I have been a fan of him for quite some time. Infact, just a few nights before I had busted out 'Guitar Guy At The Party' for a couple of friends. As a comedy musicians, he is seriously an inspiration for myself and for Mike. My step-dad has also heard him on 98 Rock a few times, so he knows him too. I was seriously excited that I would be able to see the show for free. I'd been wanting to see Mike live for a while now, so this was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the theatre for the interview, and I thought that it went very well. Well, maybe the guy didn't think it went well, but I did. Here is hoping that I get hired. I'll probably be blogging about that sooner or later. If I don't get hired, I am sure that I will have some nasty, spiteful comments to make about how my how the job would have been a limit to my blissful skills. Yes, blissful skills. Buuut, hopefully I won't have those problems and I can keep gushing about how great the interview went, and how I got the job, and how it was AWESOME! I'd rather be positive than negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the interview, the guy (Mike) gave me a free ticket to see the show that night. My plan was to stick around after the show and convince Mike to get this guy to hire me, or for him to extend his one-man show into a two-man show. Actually, I didn't think of that second option until now.. but it probably would have worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was hilarious. Seriously, even though I went for free, I really really want to go again. I'd even pay this time. I really do believe it's worth the money, so even if I don't get the job, go anyway! This has been the first off-broadway show that I've seen, and it was awesome. I've seen a bunch of Broadway shows, and this was even better than some of them. I can tell you right now, the hilarity of Mike Birbiglia ranks up there with [title of show], and Spamalot, which were the funniest shows that I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it's a small show. There aren't many props, and there isn't much of a set. The thing though, is Mike proves that you don't need all this to have a friggen fantastic show. Never once does your mind wander, he totally captures the audience for every single second that he's on stage. Heck, even the 'Turn off your cell phones' announcement was hilarious. You all need to go see the show. If you don't, then you really are missing out and I feel very sorry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His comedic timing is impeccible. Honestly, I was rolling in my seat, and the roars of laughter from the tiny audience engulfed the entire room just about any time that Mike opened his mouth. My face literally hurt from laughing so much. You leave the theatre in such a good mood, it's totally worth it to see this show. Mike Birbiglia also uses google alerts, so I am really curious to see if it leads him to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so enough of my praise for it, even though I am sure that I could go on and on. After the show I waited outside, but I think that I either must have missed Mike, or he hadn't come out and it was too cold to wait any longer. I do know though, that there were two drag queens outside smoking, and then they went into the theatre. I wondered what was up with that. Found out that there was a drag show playing later that night. Oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York City is kinda small. I mean, not in size, but like here is something. I was standing outside of the theatre right next to the Bleecker St. subway station. I was by myself in the middle of Bleecker St., some random area a little ways away from Pace. All of a sudden, like 4 of my friends emerge from the subway, and I was like woah. And they were all like, woah what are you doing here!? It was fun I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today is Halloween. Happy Halloween! I am going out to the parade in the Village, which was rated the number one thing in the world to do on Halloween. I'm really excited to put my junk in a box, and you surely will be seeing pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay everyone, take care. Happy Halloween, don't eat any candy with razor blades in them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-7919569254562473505?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/7919569254562473505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=7919569254562473505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/7919569254562473505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/7919569254562473505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-1892634776393801710</id><published>2008-10-22T02:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:58:26.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New York is cold.</title><content type='html'>It's getting really cold out. I wish that I had some more clothes that were fashionable and fit me, but I don't. I'd go to the thrift store to look for cool things, but I am poor. I do have clothes, yeah, and they are cool, but some of them are either too big or too small now. That sucks. But yeah, it's getting really cold outside. Tonight, I went for a walk on the Brooklyn Bridge at 1:00 AM, and walked the entire thing twice. Needless to say, it was freezing out. I'm getting fatter, which isn't a good thing. Actually, I can't tell whether I am getting fatter or not. I need a scale. Well, maybe I don't need a scale, cause it might just depress me. I don't want to be depressed. Still, man it's cold. I wish Sarah Palin were here. I don't know how she'd help, I just wish that she were here. I guess now I won't look so awkward when I rock my sweater vests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went and saw Ben Folds in concert a few weeks ago. It was really really awesome, and probably the best concert that I have seen of him. It was my third time seeing one of his concerts, and well worth the money. He puts on a great show, and I honestly think that everyone should go and see him if they haven't. I know that you won't, and that I am probably talking to no one, but oh well. &lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/035.jpg?t=1224657968"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/035.jpg?t=1224657968" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/045.jpg?t=1224658116"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/045.jpg?t=1224658116" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/033.jpg?t=1224658042"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/033.jpg?t=1224658042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/036.jpg?t=1224656864"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/036.jpg?t=1224656864" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently went to Union Square where there was apparently a silent rave going on. Really, I was just there to see the movie 'W'. I liked it, and I thought that it was suprisingly sympathetic to President Bush, and made him seem more of a tragic hero than anything. Just reminded me how much I do admire George Bush, and all you crazy liberals from Pace who are reading this, shut your mouths because I don't really care what you have to say at this point. I am tired of your malice. You know, you fool me once, shame on you. You fool me twice.. fool me twice you can't get fooled again. The movie was good. Go see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that it's cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a desk attendant who always looks like he is high. Either he is high, dying, or a combination of both. I really do think that he is on at least one kind of drug. You should see him. He's creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recieved in the mail from my parents the greatest package that I have ever recieved. It c&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/068.jpg?t=1224658259"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/068.jpg?t=1224658259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ontained a life size cardboard cutout of John McCain, and packs of berger cookies. I was really excited by that. Really excited. You have no idea. I practically peed myself. That last part wasn't true, but I was excited. We had a lot of fun with McCain, and now he's become a wall decoration. That's the best use for him, I think. Plus, this room is so small that there was literally no where else for him to live but on the wall. Heck, he does make a good decoration. It's like a Picasso painting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dorm room is extremely messy. You know, speaking of rooms, I have a bone to pick with my parents. In the mere two or three months that I've been gone, Austin has moved into my room, with all trace of me gone. Apparently when I come back home, I have to live in a guest room. That's crap. A stranger in my own house. Please. Bull crap. That's my dang room. Although, I do think that it's interesting that all three of us brothers have lived in that room at this point. I guess that's kind of interesting, huh? It's still crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAPE. Did that make you feel uncomfortable? I'm just making sure that you're still reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I should talk about school. It's fine, yeah. I mean, I believe that I am doing well in all of my classes, but it's really hard to tell when you aren't really ever assigned assignments. I just assume that I do well because I show up, participate, and do what I'm told with the little outside work that we have besides reading. I guess it's good though, sure. Some classes I like more than others. Some classes I just sit there and zone out on my laptop while watching movies or playing games, other classes I'm really into it. Oddly enough, I am doing well in both of the classes, so apparently you don't always need to pay attention if you just mindlessly type down whatever the professor says without really knowing what exactly you are typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also the lead in a show called 'Dog Sees God' here. It's Charlie Brown set like 10 years in the future. I'm playing Charlie Brown! Otherwise know as CB. I'd invite you all to come, but it is way to risque, and even my parents can't come because of such. It's a great play though. Too bad you are missing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking over classes that I want to take next semester, I've only come up with three. Acting II, Playwriting, and Biblical Studies: The New Testament. Something like that. That should be really really interesting, I'ma thinkin'. I'm also athinkin' that things here would be much better if I had more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to getting more money I hear, is getting a job. Speaking of jobs, when is that stupid Starbucks gonna call me back? I went in for two interviews, and they said they would be calling me back for first impressions, so I assumed that meant I was hired. Here I am a week later with no call. They better get their act together so that I can make some dang money. Seriously, how hard is it to do what they do? Sam from I Am Sam did it, and he was literally retarded. I can do it too. I'm not even retarded, so that's a bonus. I'm really sexy, suave, charismatic, an amazing worker, and awesome. Why would I not be hired? Nevermind that I came an hour late to the second interview, cause I blew that interview out of the water with my skills. They best be calling me. &lt;a href="http://www.qwipster.net/iamsam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.qwipster.net/iamsam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have noticed the pictures in this post. Yeah, pictures are fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went busking, or street performing, the other day. Started out in the park, no one listened. Went to the road near the park, no one listened. Went down into the subway, no one listened. I finally found a little area near the Brooklyn Bridge, and people started to listen! Made like six bucks! That was after like an hour, so if I go there and do it longer, I can make like SEVEN BUCKS! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tess, I miss you. Mom, relay that message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, guess what. One of my biggest goals of college is to study abroad, and I am really feeling like that may be coming into fruitation. I emailed the study abroad people about it, and they told me to come and meet with them in November so that we can discuss the details. I would be studying abroad my sophomore year, in the spring semester. So I would be there for a whole semester, which is a really exciting prospect. I'd be going to Ireland, Cork to be exact. University College Cork in Cork, Ireland. I've wanted to go there for so long, and Pace has an exchange program there, so we'll see how that spans out. As of now, it's looking very possible, so there is a good chance I think that by this time next year, I'll be getting everything ready to go off to Ireland! I hope that they have Leperchauns! And four leaf clovers! AND LUCKY CHARMS!!!!! &lt;a href="http://i.pbase.com/u17/domm1407/upload/21919021.QuadrangleatNightNorthEastWingII.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i.pbase.com/u17/domm1407/upload/21919021.QuadrangleatNightNorthEastWingII.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www-personal.umich.edu/~sdarwall/airquad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www-personal.umich.edu/~sdarwall/airquad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, that's about it for me tonight. Tomorrow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(today), I am waking up early (haha) to go to a place called Almondine Bakery in Brooklyn. Apparently they have the best baguette in the city. I'll be the judge of that. I love my baguette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-1892634776393801710?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/1892634776393801710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=1892634776393801710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/1892634776393801710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/1892634776393801710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-york-is-cold.html' title='New York is cold.'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-8743508129718532352</id><published>2008-10-06T02:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T03:19:04.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Am</title><content type='html'>Here I am again, at almost 3:00 in the morning. I did mention that my sleep cycle here is terrible, right? Honestly, I think that I have some sort of sleeping sickness, whether it be sleep apnea, insomnia, or something else. My doctor said it could also be anxiety when I went in for the physical, so maybe it's that. I'm also coming down with a sore throat. Dang, my life is so good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard not having money. It's really hard not having money when you want to spend so much money. That's my problem. I go to spend it, and it's not there. I had to go through a couple days having on 56 cents in my bank account. That's right, not even a dollar. Do you know how sucky that is? You probably don't, but I do. The stupid cafe in Pace closes at like 8:00 PM on weekends, so I couldn't go there to use my mealplan. Therefore, I had to get food somehow or starve that night. Seeing as how I didn't have any food in my room, I knew that I would have to go out into the city to get it. I had five dollars, nothing more. No more in my accounts, nothin'. I went down to a market in search of food, and I was able to get a can of Spagetti-Os (the kind with the dog-food like meatballs), a banana, and a water for almost five dollars. I rejoiced, went home, and had my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only until later that night, that I found out Pace University had given me some sort of refund and put 350 dollars into my bank account. I had that money all through my struggles of trying to find food. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done a lot though. Recently I saw August: Osage County, which is a three and half hour straight play on Broadway. It was long, but awesome. It just won the Pulitzer Prize, and it's considered one of the greatest American plays written in our generation. It was very very good, so I can see where they are getting that from. Estelle Parsons was in it, which you will know her if you watch Roseanne. She plays Roseanne's drunk, lesbian mother. She's like 81 and really good in the show. The old bag has to run up and down stairs over and over, and she's really energetic seeming. She rocks, as does the show and the rest of the cast. I had a great time doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recently saw Ben Folds. It was probably the greatest Ben Folds concert that I have seen thus far, and it was also my third. I would tell you the set list, but you wouldn't care, because the few people who read this blog don't really listen to Ben Folds. Oh well. It was great though, that's mostly all that you need to know. The venue was really cool, it was called Terminal 5 and had a few levels to it and all of that. Fun stuff. Ben was great, as he always is. You would think piano rock/pop music would be like, a lame concert, but it's really not. Ben Folds is hilarious, and he makes his concerts awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting colder out, which is nice. I'm not a huge fan of the heat, and in the cold I can put on more layers if I want to be warm, but in the heat I have to either be naked or rip off my skin when that's not enough. Or I could shave my head, but then I would look like a Mexican, ala Pedro in Napoleon Dynomite. The cool thing is though that I get to wear my awesome sweaters and people compliment me on those cool sweaters. Also, my sweater vests don't seem so out of place anymore. Haha, they are awesome and fashionable at the same time. And yes, I am still a heterosexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is coming up soon, I am going to be Shrek. Yep. Suits me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ordered a McCain/Palin poster for my side of the room. I don't think my roommate was too happy about it. I don't care, he can die. Or be impaled by the horns of a pitbull. What's the difference between a pitbull and a hockey mom? Lipstick. That's right, I love you Sarah Palin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Harry Potter will come to the Actor's Studio (which is film at Pace) to talk about things. I assume that Harry Potter will be one of those things. His real name is Daniel Radcliffe, but really, we all know that he is Harry Potter. I'm going to see him, so I'll get to sit there for like five hours and listen to him answer questions. Something tells me that it will be loooooads of fun. Yep. Sure. Awesome. Actually, I am looking forward to it, it might be really cool, and I get to see celebrities. That's awesome, isn't it? Rhetorical question, I already know that it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my Christmas List, I guess. I didn't really know what to put on it, so it has a lot of different things. Mom, just don't get me a bunch of clothes though. Yeah, you can get me some, but seriously yo, they need to be awesome looking. I know what's awesome looking, so just get the stuff on the list for the most part. That includes those sheep skin shoes/boots/slippers or whatever item of sheep skin you choose to get. You should get me one of those though. Listen, the sheep had to die for it, the least that I can do is wear them on my feet. Oh, maybe you should look into getting me a llama sweater as well. Mom, I love you. You and the rest of the family will be getting various "I LOVE NEW YORK" items. Be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amateur Night auditions are coming up. I have a chance to win money! I'll win big with my songs about rape, prostitutes, and creepers. My songs are so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting sheep is a waste of time. It just occupies your mind, and you can't sleep. That's why we kill sheep and make them into footware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like apple cider. Mom, please send me apple cider. Please also send me those Berger cookies that I forgot to bring that are in the fridge in that brown bag that I clearly labled no one should eat. You all probably ate them though. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of things to say. Classes are going well. We had an intense acting class on Friday, and it was really cool. I'm auditioning for the role of CB in a show called 'Dog Sees God' on Wednesday, and I really hope that I at least get in. I'm working crew for a few shows, but I actually would like to act in one as well. This will be my first audition of the school year, so I'll let you all know how it goes. All of you four people that read this. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. So long, and thanks for all the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.costume-shop.com/images/products/37319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.costume-shop.com/images/products/37319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-8743508129718532352?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/8743508129718532352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=8743508129718532352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/8743508129718532352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/8743508129718532352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-i-am.html' title='Here I Am'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665910974723153954.post-7842425949029816458</id><published>2008-09-28T14:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:16:27.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pace University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scientology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actor&apos;s Studio'/><title type='text'>The First Month</title><content type='html'>Well, almost. I haven't been here for a full month yet, but it doesn't even really seem that long. Actually, in two days it will have been a full month. That means that I haven't seen my parents, brothers, family, or beautiful dog in about thirty days. For the record, I do miss you guys, but I'm not homesick. I haven't gotten that way, and I doubt that I will. I'm way too busy here to be homesick, because that involves time to sit around and think about how lonely I am, but you can't really do that in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures for those interested: &lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/"&gt;http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/Buran/New%20York%20City/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are going well. I think that I am adjusting to college life a lot better than high school. In high school you had a little thing called homework which I pretty much could not stand. Here, there really isn't much homework at all. I think I've had maybe one assignment, besides reading of course, which you have to do quite a bit of. The only class that I'm having slight trouble in is Normative Ethics: Contemporary Moral Issues. Doesn't that sound really exciting? Well, it's not. It's really boring and we sit around listening to this man speak about God knows what, and I completely zone out for most of the class. Sometimes I fall asleep, just because I have no effing idea what the man is saying. Of course, when I am awake and I can understand what's going on, well okay, then it can be a little interesting. Last class, I seriously watched Flight Of The Conchords on my laptop with subtitles because it was two hours of listening to stuff that I didn't really care about, and he just reiterates what is said in the previous night's reading. He is a good teacher, I'm not saying that, the subject matter is just extremely bland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking two theatre classes. Acting 1 and Props. Acting is really hard, because it's the only class that I've ever taken that requires so much humility from yourself. You have to be completely comfortable with putting your entire self out there for others to mercilessly scrutinize. Sometimes it can be embarrassing, but that is what acting is all about. It's being truthful to yourself completely feel and understand what is being said. That's not always easy, and moreso you have to be fully in-tune so that you're not meing melodramatic or overacting, or anything of the sorts. Plus, we did this excersize where we had to act like animals, and that involved crawling on the ground and I stupidly picked a rat. I cut my knees all up and it really sucked because it got infected, and it was disgustingly painful. Props is busy. Currently, I am serving as a prop master on All Shook Up and Summer and Smoke, and we are also required to put in at least three hours a week of outside classwork time. It's really busy, and I should get on that soon. Technically, I also have University 101 for theatre majors which is taught by this really awesome guy, Grant. He is the director of Summer and Smoke, and from what I gather, the young guy with huge plans for the university. Since there are two directing majors (including myself) in my year, I asked Grant if there was anything that I could do, so he advised me to sit in on all of the Summer and Smoke rehearsals that I could, and become a production assistant of sorts, so that is also what I'm doing. It's a good way to meet people, get my foot in the door, and get experience while I'm at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York is nice. Like I said, there is always something to do. The unfortunate thing is that I have to take a subway mostly if I want to do anything after 10:00. Lower Manhattan tends to shut down around that time, unless if you want to go to a bar, where they don't card you. There are plenty of those, TJs, Hooks and Ladders, Blarney Stone, etc.. When I go, I just buy a soda, but sometimes I like to pretend it's hardcore alcohol. People think I'm pretty cool when I do that. (No they don't.) Sometimes I get the soda for free though, because it's just soda, so that's nice. But yeah, New York is good. I do miss some aspects of Bel Air, like the air not being as dirty, the greenness of it, the fact that Bel Air has Tess, you know, all of the essential things. It's very busy and crowded here, and there is a lot of noise, but it's really cool living here. If you want to do something, there is always something to be found. Also, I live very very close to the Brooklyn Bridge, so I walk that mostly every night. It's got a great view, and one of the only places in the city that you can see stars from. Plus, the view includes a whole bunch of cool buildings which look great at night, the water, Manhattan, Brooklyn, and the Statue of Liberty. Cool stuff. Oh yeah, there is this bum who lives on the bridge at nights. He's got a really cool pirate hat that he wears and has a shopping cart with like a Christmas tree of objects assembled in it. He's really awesome, because he does cool things like talk to presidential placements. I wonder what they are saying back to him. I'm very curious! One of the best things about New York is that there are so many things that I can get student discounts on. The coolest is student rushing broadway shows, where you pay like $26.00 for pretty good seats. It's very nice and handy for a bored night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've done a lot of these, so these are some of the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gypsy with Patti LuPone- I saw this Broadway show, and it was amazing. Patti LuPone gave the greatest performance that I have ever seen on a Broadway stage. All three of the main characters won Tony Awards for their roles, and it shows. It's a biography about Gypsy Rose Lee, and Patti plays her awesome stage mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Broadway Flea Market- This huge flea market in Shubert Alley where they sold a whole bunch of props, playbills, CDs, autographs, etc. all to benefit Broadway Cares: Equity Fights AIDS, so all of the money went to a good cause. I bought a lot of stuff and wound up spending like 20 bucks for it all. Great deals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wicked- Got to see Wicked for free through Pace. They gave all of the freshman theatre majors free tickets if we wanted them, so of course I took them. It was great, and it's one of the coolest shows on Broadway. It's a spin off of The Wizard of Oz, if you were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-13- I got a free ticket to attend the first dress rehearsal for the new Jason Robert Brown musical '13' on Broadway. It was very nice, and I'd never been able to attend a dress rehearsal before, so that was really cool. I got to meet Jason Robert Brown afterwards, so that was very awesome. He wrote the musicals 'Last Five Years', 'Songs For A New World', and 'Parade'. He's very good, and the show was good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Spring Awakening- One of my best friends, Doug, came up to visit and we went and student rushed Spring Awakening on Broadway. Great show of course, and we had seen it before. We went because Hunter Parrish from Weeds is starring it in. He was really good, and the show again was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Insomnia Cookies - A store that sells freshly baked cookies, milk, and brownies. Open until like 5 in the morning. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Drama Book Shop- Awesome book store which sells like any script ever. I have spent way too much money there. Wayyyy too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Inside The Actors Studio- They shoot this show here at Pace, so we get to see like all of these stars. As Pace students, we get to go and get free tickets. I think that as a theatre major I am actually required to go to a few of them. The next ones coming up at Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter), Ricky Gervais (Creator of The Office, star of the UK version, star of new movie Ghost Town), and Laura Linney (Played Abigail Adams in the John Adams mini-series, has been in a bunch of movies and broadway shows.) Those are all in October, so I'm excited for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ben Folds- I'm seeing Ben Folds in concert on Wednesday, October 1st. That's going to be awesome because Ben Folds is awesome. Very very excited, and thankfully my tickets came in the mail after Mom sent them from our house where they came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that there are more really cool things that I am forgetting. My room is like a hole in the wall for anyone that is interested in knowing. The view out the window aint so bad, so that's okay. But still, it's small. Next year, my dorm will be much much bigger. The people on my floor are crazy. My roommate is cool though, and we do some pretty fun things. We take our phones and prank call people using George Bush and Rosie O' Donnell sound boards. Also, we take pictures of ourselves and photoshop them into pictures with famous people and tape them to people's doors. One night we dressed as ghosts and knocked on people's doors at like 3:00 AM. They weren't happy. We like to get the free scientology pamphlets and DVDs and give them to this girl Dara, and she gets mad. She chases us around the hall, so when she goes back to her room, we just go and tape them onto her door. Good stuff at Pace University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am incredibly popular and have trillions of ladies crawling over me all the time at any given time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's mostly it. I'll be posting more soon, but it's hard to sit down and find the time to write all of this stuff out. Anyway, I'm going to go. I'll write more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665910974723153954-7842425949029816458?l=braandinian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/feeds/7842425949029816458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1665910974723153954&amp;postID=7842425949029816458' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/7842425949029816458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665910974723153954/posts/default/7842425949029816458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braandinian.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-month.html' title='The First Month'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821625416823956203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0XDTvECF8Qc/SpYe4BmBZBI/AAAAAAAAABE/lGFrp144hVg/S220/5932_133415706720_505931720_2759251_8072264_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
