You know those rare moments when something triggers a laughing fit that just goes on forever? An hour, at least. I miss them. This scene; watched when I was about 15 or 16, completely blew me away. A clip, out of context, will certainly not have the same effect on…
memories
Fixes
Not that it matters all that much, but I finally fixed the layout when you do a search or view an archived page of this blog. So… there’s something. Also, you may notice a new link up where the Twitter scroller is that links to an archive of every tweet…
The Broken Pattern on The Carpet
Originally written/posted by Coz on June 10, 2005 in cozbaldwin.com – Uncensored. “I hate emo rock,” she says as she takes the last drag from a cigarette she never smoked and turns off the TV. A few moments of silence pass between them as they stared at the same broken…
The Standing Ovation
Have I ever told you about the first time I acted? I was in high school. Senior year. I had interest in taking the drama class for a few years but it wasn’t open to underclassmen until I was actually IN senior year. Bugger. The first half of the year…
A True Christmas Story
This is a true account written just after Christmas 1999 about an event which happened a few days earlier. Being the shut-in that I was at the time, please put yourself in the shoes of someone who really tries to avoid contact with most everyone for unexplainable reasons. Thursday Night,…
Holly
I do plan on writing a mini-memoir about my surgery, post-op complications this week, and whatever else… but so far I’ve only felt like soaking in rest and relaxation, so I’ve not been inclined to do it yet. In the meantime, I would like to share a story I wrote…