Laughing Wild

While talking to my pastor's wife earlier this evening, I was reminded of my time spent in drama class in high school...I decided to look up the monologue I performed. Since I'm too lazy and/or cheap to buy the entire script, I found the single monologue online and here it is! (Ahem, the following does contain strong language)

Woman: I want to talk to you about life. It’s just too difficult to be alive, isn’t it, and try to function? There are all these people to deal with. I tried to buy a can of tuna fish in the supermarket, and there was this person standing right in front of where I wanted to reach out to get the tuna fish, and I waited a while, to see if they’d move, and they didn’t—they were looking at tuna fish too, but they were taking a real long time on it, reading the ingredients on each can like they were a book, a pretty boring book if you ask me, but nobody has; so I waited a long while, and they didn’t move, and I couldn’t get to the tuna fish cans; and I thought about asking them to move, but then they seemed so stupid not to have sensed that I needed to get by them that I had this awful fear that it would do no good, no good at all, to ask them, they’d probably say something like, “We’ll move when we’re goddam ready you nagging bitch” and then what would I do? And so then I started to cry out of frustration, quietly, so as not to disturb anyone, and still, even though I was softly sobbing, this stupid person didn’t grasp that I needed to get by them, and so I reached over with my fist, and I brought it down real hard on his head and screamed: “Would you kindly move asshole!!!”And the person fell to the ground, and looked totally startled, and some child nearby started to cry, and I was still crying, and I couldn’t imagine making use of the tuna fish now anyway, and so I shouted at the child to stop crying—I mean, it was drawing too much attention to me—and I ran out of the supermarket, and I thought, I’ll take a taxi to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, I need to be surrounded with culture right now, not tuna fish.

CannonBall Read

UPDATED 03/27/2009 The challenge: 100 Books in One Year. There are some rules, books have to be at least 200 pages, no short stories (unless longer than 6 stories) etc. Who's with me?

Twilight
New Moon
Eclipse
Breaking Dawn
The Host
InkHeart
The Shack
The Flying Troutmans
InkSpell
Marked, a House of Night novel
Angels on Sunset Boulevard
The Tale of Despereaux
I am the Messenger
Redeeming Love-a modern day story of Hosea
Recent Updates:Midnight Sun (Yeah, I know it's not completed yet...but I read it, I don't know when it'll be finished, it was 237 pages, it counts-deal with it!)
A Woman of Worship, a study through the book of Psalms
The Glass Castle
The Hiding Place (blog to come about what God had for me in that...)
Starting: InkDeath

19 down, 81 to go...7 months to go...That's only 11 books a month! pffft...