bird's a quantity guy, like me. eventually something hits right. that's the sign of genius. did past experience influence your screenplay? say nothing if that's too much.
Well, there is a way of yelling and cursing while juuuuuuust testing the bounds...and maintaining composure. Great tool for dealing with the crap coming from certain male character-types. Plus, it gets stuff off my chest. I play the "better man" too often.
I know. But I don't know if I could meet anyone from internet land. Maybe. I might actually. Some local reprobate dude lives in town. He is cool.
i have a slow metabolism. i can go DAYS without crapping. i'd rather go days if it means being out in the woods without a crapper. thankfully, dave is a man who understands and has a great little porta potty and tp holder. the best shower i've ever had, though, was on a cliffside overlooking a valley in NW new mexico. busy valley, too, there's always people out glassing the area for elk and deer. but it didn't matter. stark naked on the side of a cliff under a gorgeous new mexico sky with solar heated water cascading down...i want to do it again.
Have you ever felt like hugging a male friend in your worst solitude but felt to embarassed to do it?
i yell at my family a lot. my dad in particular. but mostly because he's nearly deaf and the rest of them are just used to talking that way. mom: "HEY! YOU STUPID ****! YOU WANT A BEER?!" dad: "FUCK YEAH, ASSHOLE, BRING IT HERE .... YOU FUCKING JACKASS, YOU FORGOT TO OPEN THE FUCKING THING!! you should get in the jacuzzi, the water is totally perfect...I SAID GET IN THE JACUZZI YOU FUCKING MORON! I JUST WASHED YOUR STUPID BATHING SUIT! IT'S ON THE DRYER! bring me some chips while you're at it. I SAID BRING ME SOME FUCKING CHIPS!!" mildly exaggerated for humor.