Iris

saying hello

Okay. I have a question / observation after a couple months here. After sending a lot of messages here: Is there a glitch in the "human verification system," does it know I'm not human, does one plus one no longer equal two...or am I genuinely too dumb to add single digits? I get an error every time I send a new message. Hmm. Have a great day!

Hope the ringing in your head has stopped!

Hi, stay well. Interesting phone you have.

Why is it called "rush hour" when we are almost standing still? Isn't "creeping hour-and-a-half" more accurate?

Glad you are doing better. I am excited about doing another show too. I'm excited to do Curt's play. We will have a read thru once Curt makes some changes. I love the script but some of the lines didn't make sense. It's a fun show. Strange phone you got. Ghost call?

Glad you are feeling better Iris, and thanks for your votes!

Thanks so much Iris. Have a great night!!!!!

thanks

Facts: Every family on Earth is dysfunctional. And, everyone thinks their family is craziest. Here's my entry in family lunacy: The time is 9:00, New Years Eve. The hoard of children are bored of their zombie shooting game. What next? Naturally...the old childhood game of cops and robbers becomes survivors versus zombies. Makeup and all. After all, what new year can truly start unless you've been tasked with impersonating a zombie? And, as the artsy one...my task was, assemble cardboard stage, assign harmless weapons, do makeup I can easily clean later, lead my zombies, and recruit a cousin to lead the survivors. This was live action Left 4 Dead, and my job was to portray a special zombie who cries to let you know she's in the area. You tell me: were my tears and wailing an act, or insanity setting in, and the wails real? New Years' check list: impersonate a zombie to entertain a bunch of kids/teenagers...check. Haha! TGIF!

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passing through

It's Friday so relax and enjoy your weekend with this in mind: The trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you’re still a rat.

Then maybe you should have said later in the year. My taste buds were so ready for that lava cake. Now what am I suppose to do? I'm telling mom!

Got up 3 hours earlier than usual to fight morning traffic and film one of my applications. Can't tell you anything about the show except it is a class act looking for real stories and not people in conflict. They were friendly and good to work with, but I'm tired!

Thanks Iris

Hope you are having a great day!!

Hey, they are casting for women who do not look their age, where is your submission?

thanks for your support

Recipe for a lousy night of attempted sleep: take one gigantic housefly, buzzing at the volume of a 747. Add three enthusiastic, but utterly inept feline bug hunters. Result: after eight hours of attempting to sleep through the fly's buzzing, the stampede of pursuing cats, and very, very loud, "ICK, ICK, ICK!!!" noises from Persephone in stalking mode with the occasional bang of a cat running into something...I finally got up. Today's mission: run my errands...and outsmart that damned fly! I know it's cold out...but my required amount of sleep is more important than giving the bug a home. By a unanimous vote of four to zero, this fly has been evicted from the household. Have an awesome Thursday!