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Name: Algernon
Gender: Male


Interests: Pro Thunderball, the Titte Brothers, the myriad unpublished works of Harper Lee and J.D. Salinger (pronounced "sah-ling-er"), Clara Bow jokes, beverages, bad teenage poetry, cultivating an image, the proper definition of irony, manufacturing and distributing homemade insulin, deconstructing comedy, and delicious pony meat.
Expertise: Very little.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Media


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Member Since: 7/10/2003

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Thursday, November 13, 2008

Consider your surroundings and what you're doing at this very moment. Because years from now, this will be your answer when someone asks you, "Where were you when you found Mad TV was cancelled?"


Saturday, May 03, 2008

Dream Journal in One Line Or Less #7

I was on Celebrity Fit Club, only it was with my family and it was being filmed at my grandma's house. Also, Screech was there, because you can't do a Celebrity Fit Club without Screech, even if it's in your own mind.


Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Dream Journal In One Line or Less #1

The doorbell rings and when I get to the door, it's Bobby Brown, and he sheepishly tells me that his obese bodyguard, Booey, has eaten my keys. Then Bobby Brown runs away.


Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Minimum Wage ROOOOOOOOCKS!

Did you know that there's a Kiss Coffeehouse in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. They even have a work application up. Here's the one I filled out.

Name
Chet Rockman

Cell Phone
Okay, so here's the thing with that. Those fuckers wanted me to pay $50 a month - plus 10 cents per text message. SO not rock. So I don't have a cell phone currently I guess is what I'm trying to say.

Home Phone
526-526-7625. If my mom answers, say you want to talk to me, Chet Rockman and tell that old lady to fuck off.

E-Mail
rockmanrawks@yahoo.com

I Rock Because ...
I don't listen to the man, I don't listen to whitey, the rules, the principal or anybody who tries to keep me down. Not my boss, not anybody. I'll show up to work when I want to alright? Cause sometimes I'm just too busy ROCKING to punch your fascist time clock, man. I wanna ROCK, not wash DISHES. Um...I mean at my last job about all that stuff.

Favorite Song
"Don't Stop Believin'" cause I don't.

When I'm on stage, I ...
Wonder why I am on a stage and how I got here, as I am not in a band and am not, to the best of my knowledge, starring in a community theater production of Godspell, which is what I'm pretty sure is going on around me. But here I am. Evidently in the middle of a community theater production of Godspell, singing "Turn Back O' Man."

If I were in KISS, I'd be the
...Catman

Why?
Because I love kitties! I think they're purrrrrrrrrrfect. (Get it? Because cats purr. Also, it's a play on the word "perfect," except I substituted "purrrrrrrr" for "purr" because I was talking about cats. CATS ROOOOOOCK!)

Days/Times I Wanna Work
Well, nights don't really work for me because that's when I rock and roll (usually, all night). And days are out as well, because I party everyday. So dusk and twilight are good.

# Hours Desired
35-40


Monday, October 15, 2007

Lazy Blogging Day

Like there's not enough puppet-heavy television in my life.

Monsters + puppets + R.E.M. = the greatest thing ever.



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