Do you ever find yourself being REALLY bored, then within an odd series of events you find yourself being oddly humoured with the SAME EXACT activity that you were doing that caused you to be so bored?
HERE is an EXACT rundown of one of my bored days.
Wake up around noon... Usually find myself forcing open my eyes as I feel a subtle sunlight spotlighting my face from the curtain cracks of my window. I like most society driven young people ---- sleep beside my laptop... Of course this being my mothers lap top - I usually swipe it and fall a sleep as I additively check to see if someone writes me that last minute "hello" at 3:30 in the morning.
And as I awake and find that within the last 7 hours no one has yet sent me a "hello" - I lay and stare at what is the fantastic Funk - shway of my bedroom... Now I don't spell it correctly because of two things.... The first and most important reason being - My room is in fact the single most Funkiest place in the world..... The second and most obvious reason being that I lack the knowledge of it's correct spelling................... yeah...... shut up!.. how about that?
As I continue to lay I turn on a movie to which will entertain me as I continue to lay..... Yes that is correct - amidst the funk is a dresser beside my Queen size bed... On this dresser is my favorite 20 DVDs - and at the very end of my bed is my brothers television and DVD player to which is tooo big to fit in his room.... In any case - a simple roll from my pillow to where my feet make rest night after night is all I need to do in order to begin my next DVD adventure.
Of course this lasts for only about an hour before I grow weary, and welll....... greasy... So I take my 1st of many showers. After this ends I take rest at all this moving on one of my rest days ;) - and I lay back in my bed and take ease as I continue to stare endlessly at my computer... Of course here is where the boredom becomes un-livable, so in hopes to feel better about my lack of anything to do. I get dressed.... But no no - not the clothes of the day.... I get Dee-ressed!
Now this is a particular study of style-class- and freshness... As I bust down to some "Beggin" the recent remake of The Four Seasons "Begging You" by hip hop artist "Madcon" I begin the process. I dress in my best Tux..... NOW although I just got a new one - Let me remind everyone of the 'style' aspect to it... No suit jacket for me. No no. Number 1 - I like fit. And in fitting clothes not only do I hope to look fit - I hope to keep that aspect of style hahaha :D.
Enough of that....
Today on this special of Toronto warm days - I took to the streets.. Keepin to the philosophy "Going to get a cup of coffee? Dress to impress" - I have mentioned this before - but honestly - Why not? It isn't fully intentional now that it has become a regular habit and what has slowly eased into my day to day style - But it was a nice day to rock some nice dress pants with a nice sweater.
And yes - when I walk - I walk with the same purpose.... Extra Large Double Double - Double Cupped..... Tim Hortons coffee $1.65 -- afternoon on the town to encourage my sense of play. :).... Of course on this particular afternoon walk I bumped into a good pal named Zach Correia. Yes - that would make his Zacharia Correia. Fun name... His initials spell out "ZAC" - Think his parents thought this over? Witty folks.
But alas on my walk home with "IIIIIIIIIIIII'MMMMM BEGGIIINNNN YOOOUUUU" burning through my thoughts I begun a text message blitz to folks in Toronto who may want to accompany me to an Art Gala tonight....(Fundraiser for mr.correia) And on my way home a gentlemen making a right hand turn honks. I look over - being unaware of what his problem was and I notice - that although I am on the opposite corner of the street - he is BLATANTLY waving at me...... Now I don't know this guy in ANY way.. Didn't recognise him and I knew that there was no way I could know this guy... It was a Truman Effect.
What is that you may ask?................... Glad you asked. :) How considerate of you to play along..... OF course you have no choice in the matter - this is my Blog and I can write what I want so go piss off will yah!..... No please don't ... Keep reading..................... Well not PLEASE don't ahem... I'm not desperate or anything.............................................................. OKAY FINE!!!!!! Just keep reading.
-Mission 20- The Truman Effect
Now the Truman Effect is based off of the 1998 Film "The Truman Show" starring Jim Carrey.
Now for those of you who don't know what this movie is about I'll give you a quick synopsis.... And I mean quick... This is my blog, there for the spotlight is on me..... AND NO ONE ELSE GOT IT!?!!!!! ahem..heeheee, anyway.
The Truman Show - Truman Burbank lives a happy life. However, what he doesn't know is that his life is actually the focus of a reality TV show aired since his birth. He's the star, his hometown is a giant set piece, and everyone around him is an actor going by a script. And as Truman is older he begins to discover this Studio life he has been living, and tries to discover the truth about his life.
It's actually quite the incredible tale. Now one of the things that proves to Truman that his life is some sort of conspiracy or something is how eventually people begin to "slip up" in their characters and call him "Truman" when they are supposed to be playing complete strangers. Or little children pointing or staring at him. And of course "the wave".
It begin 4 years ago.......
I was walking to a friends house for a band practice when I heard an EXTREMELY loud honk and the scream of someone yelling "hey". It through me off. I called my partner in crime and told him how I felt like Truman. He laughed it off and told me I was just crazy........ JUST like they did in the movie...... hmmmm.
I can't recall when but there was a time soon after when a car of girls did the same. I shrugged that one off. Because AS MUCH as I wanted to continue my strut a tad more cockier - I had a funny feeling they may have been teasing me. I couldn't put my finger on it. So my Strut although proud - turned into a confused - yet content driven swagger.
A few weeks ago.... As I was driving to hang out at my friend Kate's place in Oakville (the soon to be town residence of myself) I was turning off of the highway when a Large Truck pulled down his horn. Now I love these horns - so I slowed down to see what he was honking for. Perhaps a young chilled doing the traditional Tiger Woods elbow swing in order to get him to honk? Or perhaps an elderly gentlemen driving 20 below the limit in front of him with his blinker going non stop. Either of these options would humor me greatly. So I looked...... And of course, no little boy... And from my vantage point - no elderly gentlemen. In stead he was leaning over - looking out of his passengers window - WAVING to me!
Now I understand the whole "Cottage" life where you wave at anyone and everyone as you pass by on your boat. But this was getting RIDICULOUS! C'mon. I love and appreciate the waves. Brings us all closer together as a humanity - but WHY ME!? And in the most random times?! Did he NEED to wave to me as I was turning off the highway? Did that gentlemen NEED to honk and wave to me from across an intersection? What is it about me?
At my recent audition I was told I look VERY familiar....
So all in all I can only establish one thing. And although I would want to end this blog with some deep conclusion to my life that really wraps up how I have felt about all this... But I'd prefer to leave us all with a Quote by my favorite New Zealand Folk Bands......... The Flight of the Conchords.
"I've just got one of those faces I suppose"
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