Toren Atkinson’s Absolute Blog

Tonight Ween is playing, and I can’t go because of the play. Toren is sad. Even if I could go, I probably shouldn’t for monetary reasons. Hopefully Stephane will videotape it for me, if he’s going.

Tuesday Queens of the Stone Age is playing. I want to go see them, but I haven’t bought a ticket yet. I’m not sure if I will. I might be doing other stuff that night, I don’t know yet.

The good news is, this month sees a new Wheatus album. Remember that song “Teenage Dirtbag?” That’s Wheatus. I never really took much interest in them until I borrowed the CD and listened to it repeatedly while The Thickets were on tour one year. Turns out all the songs were quite pleasing to my ears. Now their second album is coming out, I only hope it’s as good.

As you all know, I am generally against blogs that just circulate URLs around the net, but this one is a particularly fascinating read: The Worst Jobs in Science (Fart smeller, Barnyard Masturbator, Isolation Chamber Tester, and more!). Thanks again to Phil….

In other news, nothing in this image actually moves, it’s all your brain:

Second night of the play - went much much more smoothly than last night. Although, in the intermission, I was supposed to put a chair onto the set. I forgot to do that. So during my scene I just grabbed it out of the dressing room and started my scene by carrying the chair on stage and sitting down, instead of starting the scene already sitting. It worked out fine. I forgot to mention that Dave (the director) gave us all gourmet jelly beans before the play on opening night, along with a personalized card for each of us. Tonight we didn’t get any jelly beans, so I compensated by buying orange Smarties.

I also went through the big book of coupons and tore out everything for Commercial Drive (that’s where the play is). Until now, I have only rarely been to Commercial Drive. What a fuckin’ weird street that is - a real salmagundi of classes, styles, and misc urban specimens. There is really no other street like it in Vancouver.

The crew invited me out for beers, but I declined in favour of going home and finishing my drawing. Which I did.