Wednesday, April 07, 2004

SIGNING OFF... (for now)

nothing to see here.

move along.

nothing to see here.

go away.

if youre interested in keeping in touch with me and hearing about what im up to (i DO send out fairly regular updates via email) then send to patrickspicer@optusnet.com.au

this site is over.

Sunday, February 15, 2004


sometimes i wonder whats going on in my head. i mean REALLY going on.
perhaps its the added evertyday pressure from the show or something, i dont know what, but when im luring guy sebastian out onto a faraway tropical island, promising him the best gospel choir in the world is out there, just so i can hack him up into little pieces with my car (?) in some bizarre "christine" type way, hearing him scream for mercy and i wake up in the middle of the night with my heart racing, thinking im on the run from the cops, i really have to wonder what my subconcious is up to.

sometimes i scare even myself.

Thursday, February 12, 2004


wow, i finally, in between doing an interview this morning and organising AV equipment for AVSCITW, had some time to BLOG! i see the salacious mr watson is making fun of my warhammer habit and simon wants to kill himself due to his many projects, so the status quo has been maintained.

wondering if people come by here anymore (i havent exactly been a frequent blogger since the crash, but thats my excuse and im sticking to it), but i shall blog away anyawy.

AVSCITW goes up next week, which is exciting in that AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH kind of way. for the first time, i stepped down as publicist for vagabond and let someone else do it. which freaks me out at times when i think "OH MY GOD! I HAVENT CALLED THE WEST! WHAT THE HELL AM I GONNA DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO?" and then i remember its S.E.P.

even tho its a luxury and i shouldnt worry, its hard for me to get used to.

i especially get tingles all over when i remember that the last time i tackled this role, it left me exhausted and sore almost every night. and guess what? now, thats how i feel almost every DAY!

but its all good. its going well, and im sure when that good old adrenalin kicks in on the night, all will be fluffy white clouds.

ANGRY fluffy white clouds.

Tuesday, January 20, 2004


Vagabond Theatre Presents
The Angriest Video Store Clerk In The World 2: You Only Rent Twice

Following the smash - hit success of its 2 seasons in 2003, The Angriest Video Store Clerk In The World returns in a brand – new adventure “You Only Rent Twice”.

Having escaped the island prison and the shackles of his evil captors in the last episode, the Clerk returns to his position at the Video Store. He slips back into his old life of throwing cassettes and threatening customers without a care in the world, but doesn’t know what’s about to hit him when Eve, the Nicest Video Store Clerk In The World, sets up shop right across the road!

Who is this mysterious Eve? Where is she from? Why is she here? What’s that funny smell? Why does she look so… familiar?

The Clerk finds himself yet again the unwilling hero in a new highly – derivative tale of intrigue, suspense, and murder as the fate of the entire world (and the production of Starship Troopers 2) hangs in the balance!

Starring Sonia Marcon, Dean McAskil, Grant Watson, Talei Howell – Price, Nathan Tetlaw, and Patrick Spicer as The Clerk.

Strictly Limited Season runs from 17th – 28th February 2004, 8.00pm, at the Rechabites Hall 224 William Street Northbridge.

Tickets: $15 Full / $10 Concession

Bookings through BOCS 9484 1133

thats all i can be bothered doing at the moment. :)

Monday, December 22, 2003


this morning, i watched my beloved take her first shaky walking steps since the crash. this makes me extremely happy, let alone the effect on jo. she was told this morning she could start walking, and 3 hours later, she was on her feet. 7 metres in one direction, 7 in the other to start with. rock.
shes back in hospital (she had another op) and will remain there till xmas eve. to quote the doc - "we want her walking by christmas day". as you can imagine, we're on top of the world today. and to top it off, a friend in en-ger-land sent me a darkness t-shirt.
my life is almost complete.

so today is a good day NOT to die.

Tuesday, December 16, 2003


as a bit of relief from the doldrums that have plagued my little board for the last few weeks, i don't mind telling you that i did my first bit of work the other day. in a department store. dressed, you guessed it, as santa claus.

now before some of you dive for your phones to call the police, let it be known that my parole officer already knows.... :)

and the following, without exaggeration or embellishment, is an actual account of a small incident that occurred during that time.

(me in full santa gear. kid is sitting on my knee, mum standing by, watching with big smile on her face)

ME: HO HO HO!!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! and what's your name???

KID: taylor...

ME: and how old are YOU, taylor????

KID: six...

ME: and what would you like for CHRISTMAS, taylor???

KID: .... transformers...

ME: TRANSFORMERS? wow, that's so cool... i mean HO HO HO! that's great! and which one is your favourite?

KID: .... megatron...

ME: MEGATRON??? wow, he's my favourite too!!!... i mean HO HO HO! yes, megatron is fantastic isn't he? and he looks great when he transforms into a gun...


ME: ... huh?

KID: he's NOT a gun!

ME: (long pause, then softly, in his ear) what are you talking about?

KID: he's not a GUN he's a TANK!!!!!

ME: no he's not he's a GUN!

KID: he's a TANK!





ME: now listen HERE...

KID: and sometimes he's a PLANE!

ME: SEE? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HE IS! im telling you, kid, he's a walther p.38 GUN! i used to own him! i collected the comic! ive got the whole first series on DVD! (pulling him close, very quietly in his ear) he's... a... guuuuun.


MUM: (leaning in, a bit miffed at this exchange) well, i think HE would know?!?!?!?!?!

ME: (deflated and defeated) ... oh ok... im just trying to set him straight about it. its not going to do him any good walking around his whole life thinking megatron's a tank when he's a gun...


ME: fair enough. merry christmas. see you later.

MUM: does he get a lolly?

ME: if he has to.......

Thursday, December 11, 2003


lets just say that the 10th didnt go quite as planned. or hoped. god fucking damn it.

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