I kind of wanted to draw something after I wrote that, but I realized I'm typing, not writing. I can't very well draw into the computer. Well, I could... but then I'd be clinically insane and prove my 3rd grade teacher, Ms. Ingeme, right. And she sucks. I guess I could Photoshop something. I've never done that. It's nice to try new things. Challenge yourself. For instance, my brother asked me if I wanted to see the new Justin Bieber movie. I told him I'd watch it in 3D if there was some way to hang myself in 3D. He said no. I told him I don't want to watch a movie with a eunuch in it. He asked me what a eunuch is. I popped open Google images and enlightened him. We haven't talked since.
But I just expanded his horizons! Living without knowing what a eunuch is? That's a fate worse than death. I just looked over at my bed. Katie is half heartedly pretending to sleep... right next to her is my recently purchased Complete Works of William Shakespeare. It was an... impulse purchase. I don't like fiction. BUT I LOVE THEATER. Specifically, I love musical theater. But Shakespeare is synonymous with plays and such, so I figured I'd give it a whirl. Sure, I could have went to a local theater and watched a performance of "The Tempest," but I'd sooner read it myself and let my imagination paint the actors, the sets, and the stage direction. Also, I gave Macbeth a hillbilly accent.
It was pretty awesome. If you can't tell, I enjoyed Macbeth the most. I even admire the character! Is that weird? I sympathize and empathize with a regicidal, egotistical maniac. And why did he throw everything away? His wife, his comfy position as Thane of Cawdor... and that other mystically named region in the UK? To be KING OF SCOTLAND. Really? King of Scotland? Okay, bro. Isn't their national dish organ meat stuffed into more organ meat? And the environment? What - pristine, untouched golf courses? He could have done better. I guess I liked Macbeth because he was innocent. Pure. Loyal. Fate would have spurred him to his actions (fate meaning his bitch of a wife), but he had good intentions. He just let fame get to him, I suppose. Well, that and his best groupie.
But of all the characters I've done silly voices for so far, I have to say I like Brutus the most. He kill JULIUS CAESAR, arguably the most charismatic, intelligent, and best smelling Roman to ever grace the political and military stage. And he killed him. But he killed him to preserve something be believed in: the institution of Republicanism... the foundation that Rome was built upon, besides lots of marble and the bones of slaves. And I was like, "DANGGG, BRUTUS... YOU SO DEEP." And it wasn't like he just jumped on board with the plot to assassinate Caesar. He spent restless nights tossing and turning, conflicted, mired in deep thought. Was it in Rome's interest to kill Caesar? And even if it is, can he bring himself to kill his closest friend? And when Brutus faced defeat on the battlefield at the hands of Antony and Octavian, he took his own life, a sign of tremendous courage and nobility for the time. To this day he's considered the noblest of the Romans. And that's saying a lot. I've seen HBO, damn it. They are depraved.
Hey, my writer's block is gone! Oh, and I gave Photoshop a try!
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