Conrad Blog:

5 minutes in the life.

I am in an old building. there are lets say... 15 people in this small room. David just hit hemself in the head. Lisa is grooving to the tunes... which are getting louder. Moments ago, I exclaimed, "LET'S GET IMMORAL IN HERE!!!" and it appears to be working.

Fragments of conversation. Maybe I can mix them in fun ways.

"i wonder if they have...the normal size one. Getting it right right is what is that??"

"How old is this? We got tonight."

Okay so this is working less gracefully than I had hoped. Kate and Katie are in the other room talking about sex again. Kate was spinning in an office chair and Lisa is spinning around the room. Kate is now scurrying like a mouse on speed.

I'm missing the action because I'm looking at my screen. Danny dances like a chicken with broken legs. Chase is playing metal riffs on his Rickenbacher. John made up the word "Childstink." Okay room count... about 15. yeah. that's good.

Actaully this is even odd-er because My face is being drawn from my right side while I scan the room for odd behavior. This music is rediculous. But whatever, it fits the room's vibe at least.

Alright I think that's about all I got right now.

"You know, I've always considered mashed potatoes to be sort of dinner pudding."
-John Brittingham.