Sharpeis versus Sharpies.

I met with my sketch group last night. Originally I cast nine people in this thing (7 from the audition and 2 extra people that I pulled from "Chemically Imbalanced Comedy"). We arranged what our first show is going to be. By the way, the first show is based almost entirely in nonsense. So in honor of my favorite thing, nonsense, here's a poem I wrote. May Lewis Carroll something something:

Watch behavior in the skies.
Everyone is when we dies.
Sample burgers made of fries.
All the children eaten guys.

(You see, that verse is about worrying about the after world while you're missing out on the good life here and now. A "children eaten guy" is a guy who is overwhelmed by his immature thoughts.)

Every zombie rock and roll.
Sell the pigment in your soul.
Eat the things that eat your hats.
And all the silver hates your cats.

(This verse is about how we, the walking dead, should just blow this life out while we're here. Lose your inhibitions. And that final line tells you that money and career goals prevents you from having relationships with loved ones.)

Here's the chorus...

Rock it with a Sharpie! We're gonna rock it with a markie!
Kill your friends and shake their hands and rock it with a Sharpie!

(Get it? Graffiti is a joyful destruction. Killing your friends isn't really killing. It's changing. Like Annakin being killed by Darth Vader. Ultimately...do what you must and happily deal with the consequences of living life well.)

See. You just can't make nonsense unless you use a computer program. Human brains try so hard to make sense.

I got Andre 3000 all signed up to play all the instruments and make it next years summertime sensation.

I'm looking forward to the sketch groups first performance. It's at the end of August. Updates to come. No name for the group as of yet.

Rock it with a Sharpei! That's right, Sharpei!