Bunnies and Traps

is returning.

The issue: A NOTEBOOK.

Everyone, get a notebook and begin your doodles and writing. We will be compiling a book that looks like a kids journal or diary. I want all of you to participate. You heard?


xox.
B.

Dingle Dangle/ Family Ghost ft. Baby Mongrol

Dear lovely humans who read,

I'm writing to you from a brain who has played too much Super Smash Bros. Now that I have stepped away from it all I question: "Why do those nintendo guys have to fight so much? Why must we bring swords and fire flowers into this?" I propose a new game.

LETS TALK THIS THING OUT BROS

Same game, better communication.

Mario, instead of fighting with Link for defeating Evil-Taken-Over-By-Purple-Badness-Peach because you think its your beloved- talk it over! Say, "Hey! Why'd you mess with my boo, etc." I'm sure Link would gladly offer an explanation. Henceforth, it would not make for a very exciting game. But it would offer great learning tools for future endeavors.


In other grand ambitions, it's windy. The sun was out today. And I have nothing to say.

John really wanted a blog but has nothing to contribute except the weather report. Which we don't need being that the day is over. Who cares about what the weather was 6 hours ago? I lived it! Kinda. I actually didn't leave my house today because I was Brawling it out with the Ice Climbers and Meta Knight. I'm exhausted.


"We made masks yesterday" - John

Yes. Yes we did. Thank you. Another remark of the past.
Love,
Brie

Feelings.

Hows everyone feeling? I guess blogs are supposed to be one-sided, but I'm curious.


As for me, I'm cool. There was a slow leak in my tire so I took it to get fixed. I asked the man after if it was a sharks tooth that did it; he said yes, but it was a very odd shark. A shark that had screws for teeth. Its probably an ancient artifact.

I just saw on Krystens site the picture from the Teen Hair Magazine.....does anyone else think the picture looks NOTHING like me? I don't know if thats good or bad, I just did a double take....

I've been listening to Cat Power "The Greatest" a lot....it got a ton of critical acclaim but I can't help but slightly disagree. She is the coolest but I find the CD a little redundant. But maybe I'm just a cynic today. Tuesdays are boring. I've tried working on several different things today(i.e. clean my room, finish a song, go over script, write script, watch movie, beat Super Mario Galaxy) but I can't seem to stick to them. I just feel like some aimless ant ghost, gliding about with no purpose. Maybe I'll bake. Cookies even.

My dog has something wrong with her liver so she is drinking a lot of water. QVC is playing in the background because I'm enjoying the excitement they all get over the most disgusting horrific rings and necklaces that are over priced beyond belief.

Today was fine,
Brie

Oh! Hmmmm or "I Feel Like I'm At Home"

Well wow guys, I seem to be quite the jet-setter or not, depending upon what you believe. I dont know what to do to prove that this is IN FACT me. And what events are, IN FACT true.
(no James, there is no consipracy, but thank you for playing.)

But whatever! Boys will be boys. And ice cream melts too fast. The world goes round. I'm fine with it. So to make up for confusion and blah blah blah, PICTURES!

From my trip to Spain over the holidays.

First off:

The airport in Germany. Which is exactly how you would picture it. Schnitzl. Meat hanging from the walls, and the airport resembled Ikea to a T(Tee? Tea. Sure). I was there, in all 8 hours, 5 of them were spent on people movers.


The view of a building from my apartment in Barcelona. John and I were trying to come up with a WWWAD(What Would Wes Andersen Do?) scenario to someday film, either with or for him. What a dream,


Here I am making spaghetti for all of our baby skaters (Mute Team and ISuck) who came over for grub after a hard days skate.



John and I on the metro, going to find the mecca of skate spots. As you can see, you are doing a great job of looking out the window and scoping it all out....



Me holding up the Arc De Triomf. I touched it! A very important moment in my life.




Shortly after, John and I stumbled across what we thought was an indoor zoo. Turns out it was taxidermy, Which was even better. We spent way too much time talking about what animal we would be. I was a very rare skeleton, shown above. John was a sloth.



Here is what Spain looks like at night during the holidays.


Apparently, they dont have potted plants over there. This is the alternative.


And last but not least, a photo I took of John on the subway.

EXCITING,
BRIETING.

Good VS. Evil

Things that should not be happening:
Mini Persian Cats.






Hiedi Montag, in every aspect.






London being 5371 miles away from me.






Popsicle sticks. bleck.







The good things in the world:
Theodore Roosevelt





Astro Blasters with a brit






There Will be Blood for Best Picture






Zodiac Boots






Thats an insight for now!

xoxo,
Brie

FAROVERDUE

WELCOME TO MY SHOW.


This is the second time I have had time to post since my arrival in Rhode Island. Unfortunatly and ironically, I have only 3 days left until I leave and 1 day until picture wrap. Since its over I thought I'd least give you the photo tour of what my day usual consists of:

5:45am- Wake up to the sight of the world below me, all the hustle and bustle. And the huslters bustling thier....ho's. Just kidding. I haven't seen one prostitute in all of providence. It's probably illegal.



5:55am- Blow dry hair. Who knew?



6:35am- Rehearsal. Discussion. Love. Talking. Walking. Hands raised. Etc.



But no good rehearsal is good without a little reading.



8:00am- We film this thing. We do all the things you would guess and more. Say lines. React. Say another line. React. Maybe throw in a little character quirk. And then say another line. This photo was taking during a scene for the montage of the movie. All the girls are bored in our underground bowling alley. Pretty crazy right?



12:35pm- Lunch! Well, I don't have a picture of that. I don't want to get you all hot and bothered. But I will show you a picture of when Chris Kattan discovered the begining on someones art project. They were hills, but you'll see where his brain went.



1:50pm- Lunch is over. Touch ups are over. Now its time to work. This time on a different scene. Here is what a different part of the school looks like.



2:30pm- A discovery. John finds a note entitled: Dear Cave Woman.



"Dear Cave Woman,
I have plenty of question for you. How popular were beads? Did ever use dried animal skins for clothing? Did you ever eat the animals as well? What about polar bears? How do you feel about the polar bear? Did you ever eat a polar bear? What is the best part of the polar bear? Are they nice? Do they make for nice clothing? Have you ever riden one? Did people ever use rocks as embelishments on their clothing? I can't wait to hear your response cave woman.

Love,
Angela"

2:35pm- Filming. Our beautiful and talented directors watch the scene unfold.



4:00pm- Time to go home and start all over again.




That's it folks. My life. My day. Its all there, documented. I'm thinking about making a video today for your enjoyment.

I leave you with a photo of what our PA Quimby does while we are working(and he should be too):




Miss you,
Brie

Where everybody knows your name

ÉLLO LOVE

si.

This is spanish Brie, live from Spain. I´m here with the lovely John Patrick Amedori. This is a real life interview.

BRIE: So, John...what are you doing here in Barcelona?
JOHN: Eating Kabaps and uh...experiencing...
BRIE: Wow, thats uh, very uh, vague of you. How much spanish do you know?
JOHN: Poquito.
BRIE: Taquito?
JOHN: Not quite but that sounds good.
BRIE: What are you doing right this second?
JOHN: We are at the computer, you are on my lap and the time is about to run out on the computer