My name is Christopher Michael Pyne and I live in a little place called Lowell, MA, just a little north of Boston. We are usally mentioned in History books around Chapter 5: The Industrial Revolution. After Eli Whiney, father of inter-changeable parts, invented the cotton gin and while cotton was king in the south, all that plant by-product was shipped up here and we turned it into products to be sold. Mill girls were a popular sight as the nearby farmers would send their daughters off to work for little pay in harsh conditions. Now we are a thriving pool of human waste due to the popularity of drugs in our fine town. The silly police here finally realized there was a problem and cracked down on crack and everything else. Now the bad people are leaving and heading to your town.
I produce a show with a friend of mine here in Lowell. It is a variety show that involves puppets. It keeps us busy.
This same James drives me to school and there I study subjects that are no more interesting than the backside of a diseased cow. I will be graduating soon and then will be off to study stuff somewhere else. For more on James go to my friends page.
I want to go into film production and marketing. I think I could do that. I like movies and making television shows so why the heck not, I say.
I have no girlfriend right now but I don't want one really. They take up too much time that I just don't have to spare. But I do like to look at beautiful women. Sabrina Lloyd ("Sliders"), Renee O'Conner ("Xena: Warrior Princess"), Kathy Ireland (supermodel and friend to Miss. Piggy), and Tiffany (singer from the 1980s) are among my personal favorites. Links to these ladies can be found on my Homepage .
I have only a sister so growing up the only male member of my family I was close to was my cousin John Follett. I've mentioned him a few times already, just know he's a very cool kid (that's actually an answer to a question in Trivia Persuit so remember it!). For more on John visit my friends page.
I'll write more later but it's late and I'm tired.
Update: May 4, 1997
Hey, I'm going to school in Miami next year!!! That's right The little kid who still doesn't know his ass from his elbow will be attending the University of Miami in order to study Motion Picture Business.
I went to the Senior Celebration (an after-prom party run by the parents guild at the school) Friday - Saturday: 4/2 -4/3: 11:30 PM to 5:00 AM. Before going I went to change into jeans and a tee-shirt at James Morris's house but instead decided it would be fun to fall down a hill and land in the middle of the street. I hurt my foot pretty bad but iced it and took some some Advil and started feeling better so I went to the party where I played tennis against Tom Watson (and kicked his ass!). The doctors told me it wasn't a good idea to play tennis. After the party (where I pulled my arm out of it's socket playing tennis) James Morris, Mark Dorgan, and myself when to the beach to see the sunrise and to set free a large balloon. My foot got worse and worse as we drove further north and so when we got to the beach the sun had already risen and we forgot about the balloon and just went home. After dropping off Mark, James took me to a hospital that decided it would be a good ideas to be closed and so we went to another hospital where I was looked after and sent home on crutches. I have something called an aircast on and I'm feeling better now. At the party i had a good time though. I sang "Rainbow Connection" with James, Mark, and Tom Watson. I played video games and saw a fortune teller. I only went to the "after-party" because I happen to be single right now and it looks stupid going to the prom with a cardboard cut-out of Kathy Ireland. In fact, while the rest of the world was at the prom James and I went to see the movie "The Saint" ... it was about as good as I thought it was going to be. We then went to a comic book store and made fun of the people there and then went to a carnival in Nashua, NH. Now if you have never been to a carnival in Nashua, NH you haven't lived. Every gamming booth was manned by either a 400 pound hairy man that calls you by his fixation (eg: "Hey kid-with-the-popcorn." or "Hey kid-with-the-fried-dough." or "Hey kid-with-the-hotdog.") or a lady that has three teeth and a 5 o'clock shadow. She pulls the cancer stick from her mouth just long enough to belch, "Hey honey, two darts in the red apple wins ya a tee-shirt." And you haven't lived until you've been called "honey" but a bonified harpee. I don't know how but by the time we left we had spent $6 on games (won nothing) and $7 on bad food. But hey ....... we had fun!
I plan on graduating May 18th. And everyone's invited to a party at my house afterwards. Then James, Mark, and myself will be leaving in the wee hours of the morn on Monday 4/19 inorder to go to New Jersey. Then after laughing at the people in NJ we shale all go to "Six Flags Great Adventure" on 4/20. Fun will be had by all.
These would be this page's links:
Back to my less than perfect Homepage.
This is James Morris's page that ... well ... it's SUPPOSED to be about me, but ...
These nice people let you know me better. Geocities.
This is an on-line film school. Not a great thing on-line, but anyone interested in going into film should give it the once over.
