Jason says "read this blog!"
Just when I'm about to sign the DNR papers for this blog something comes along and inspires me to write another post. One of these days Jason Segel will come to his senses and beg me to befriend him. I just hope he isn't waiting to see the 365th reason. It may take years.



365 Reasons Why...An Explanation

Well, hello there (said in a very sexy voice). You're looking quite lovely today. Welcome to my blog. Feel free to take off your shoes and get comfortable, maybe leave a comment or two. This started out as kind of a funny thing to do after I blew a phone conversation with Jason, but I've found I really enjoy writing every day and researching new and interesting things about my future BFF. In January I met Jason at a comedy club and the few words we shared only reinforced my belief that he and I would get along famously. As a dear friend of mine recently said, "why wouldn't he want to be friends with you - you're awesome!" Perhaps the 365 reasons in this blog may just convince Jason of what I already know to be true: separately, our awesomeness is great; combined, it may be enough to take over the world. If you want to be one of my esteemed followers, simply click on the 'follow' button toward the bottom of the page. Come on, you know you want to.



Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Reason 128

Puppet building. A few weeks back I decided that instead of shelling out another 150 bucks for a real Muppet from the What Not Workshop, I could just make my own Muppet-style puppet with nothing more than craft supplies from JoAnn's, a few pointers from on-line tutorials, and lots of elbow grease. Well, yesterday my mom and I dumped all of the felt, fleece, hot glue sticks, spray adhesive, styrofoam, and plastic eggs (I'm thinking they'll make great eyes or ears) I had bought on the table, stared at the hodgepodge for a few moments, and realized we had no idea how to craft a cool looking puppet that can belt out showtunes while my hand is rammed up its bum. The farthest we got was cutting an opening in an old plastic bowl that will become a head and stuffing it with crumpled up newspapers so my hand doesn't flop around when I try to open the lady's giant maw. Jason, since you have basked in the glow that emanates from the Henson's Workshop and worked intimately with the gods who created Fozzy Bear and Rizzo the Rat, I'm betting you have a lot more knowledge of puppet making than this girl. Can you tell I am Kermit-green with envy? You could probably sweep your deep, brown eyes over all the bric-a-brac I bought and immediately concoct a plan to construct the boozy, lounge singer I can only see in my mind. Take pity on my ineptitude, Jason, and help me build the most fabulous Muppetesque puppet the world has ever known. Do it for puppet lovers everywhere.

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