Dedicated to K-roll.
I feel old this morning (I almost phrased it "I'm having one of those mornings where I feel old," but I'm 22, and frankly, I actually feel old quite infrequently).
I started out my morning internet routine by looking up as much as I could on The Signature Theatre Company, where I have an interview this afternoon for an internship. That quickly turned into a sprawling bout of Wikipedia exploring, specifically playwrights. Then, Arthur Miller. Avid readers will remember that I met him freshman year of college (prior to his death in 2004). More avid readers will actually be checking this blog after three months of silence.
And reading about Mr. Miller reminded me that I was yes, once enrolled in Dramatic Writing as a course. And that, no, I didn't take full advantage of that situation. In fact, until a couple minutes ago, I couldn't remember my professor's name.
Arnold Weinstein.
He has a Wikipedia page. And rightfully so, he was accomplished and fascinating. Stupid 19-year-old Carly had no idea of this fact, though, and therefore often dozed off during class (which had 3 other students total).
So that's one reason I feel old, if not just significantly wizened.
Another is that, to remember my professors name, I had to sift through the archived entries of my now extinct blog. Now, I had this thing and updated regularly for seven years (sophomore year of high school to senior year of college). And re-reading it is exhausting. (Kind of like reading large portions of any stranger's blog is.)
But hey, I wasn't bad. I stopped blogging for a year and going back now, I think that may have been a mistake. In my non-blogginess, I think I began to believe that blogger-Carly only wrote about retarded and meaningless things. Which, to be fair, I did, but not exclusively. If anyone wants to mine for gold, be my guest.
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I'm not going to lie... I feel a little ridiculous being the person who lives in the same city as you and still being the first to respond to this post... when i could just call or text you and we could meet up for coffee and talk about these same things. Still... it makes me happy that you updated, that I just went back and read random histerical entries of the old blog, and that well... i'm first to comment
-amanda
I really enjoyed this blog. Not just because it was dedicated to me... but because it made me chuckle. I had an old blog called ilovephil... I no longer love phil so that blog had to go. But when I looked back at some of the stuff I was like why did I feel like sharing this story with anyone? Nice to know I'm not alone in that fact. I'll be checking regularly so get blogger-carly back :)
-C
Love ya!
And so proud of you for going to fringe... I would like a blog entry about that.
here is what 20 year old carol thought about the world:
So here is the thing.... bascially the Chips Ahoy ad were the cookie goes where's the cake? And the little girl looks him in the eye and give a little chuckle and goes, we're not having cake..... I can't even tell ya how sad that ad makes me.... I mean he thinks they are there for a party and having cake, but in reality he is there for them to eat him.... I mean we are witnessing the last moments fo his life!!!! OMG and they gave him a party hat!!!! Why why would they do that???? And did you ever take a look at his face when he realizes he is seeing the end.... end its not like he can run!!!!! OH GOD WHY??!?!?!?! The inhumanity!!!!!! I can't eat Chips ahoy anymore!!!!!
Oh, Wow! Oh, Wow! Oh, Wow! I just did my once a week or so check of this blog and found an update! Wow! Wait'll I tell Zac and Jill. I beat THEM! I found it FIRST! And, truthfully, I have really missed the updates. There is no blog anywhere that I've found where the writing is so introspective and intellectual. I've always thought you were the best writer I knew. Puh-lease, keep up the updates. Love ya.
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