Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Some Pictures from Opening
Here are some shots from the good times at the Pub that followed the opening. Unfortunately it appears no candidness occured, maybe next time. It was nice to see the number of people who dress up is growing. DCG promised to design a frock for me to wear to opening of Raven, if Boni would create it. We'll see if he actually does... and if so, there will totally be more pictures.
Who am I, Gamling?
well, we clearly all are hoping that I'm the king. But what kind of beginning is that?
clean clothing that's cold to the touch, icy water, floors that feel even icier to feets that are not too happy to leave bedding that's been painstakingly warmed by body heat alone. These are some memories of my child hood, and funnily enough, my current daily routine. We ran out of oil two days ago, in my lovely too good to be true, juneau, alaskan, last homely house, the aquarium is out of the oil that keeps it temperate and heats the water. So the two biggest differences between now and then, is the plumbing and sinks that are still fully functional, and the abundance of electricity included in the monthly rent, which is also totally functional- but because the house is cold I keep imagining I don't have electric either. I've got a fire place, a tricked out kitchen, and a tub with jets and a bidet that are ready to rock with cold water. So really I have nothing to complain about. And yes, I could easily refill the oil by buying some more, but I, and my other two room mates are broke as jokes. I realize that my ususal not so wonderful command of the english language is rapidly crashing to a screeching trainwreck, but it's because this whole table full of people here in the learning center are talking about a mystical truckdriver who actually exists, whose name is fuzzy sprinkle. And they are FREAKING OUT! and I'm sorry to get off topic, and I don't mean to do a play by play.. but they're getting crazy with it. They're slowly leaving the joint, so maybe in a minute I'll be able to hear my self think again, but that was certainly an interesting diversion.
In other news, what else? It looks like my second stage show might be back in biznass, we'll see- it's a rapid up and down on this one, but I might end up doing it over christmas break, which is basically the only time I have available for it... damn these people who all have conflicting schedules. Time shall tell..
Not to harp on the oil thing, but it's hard to get it off your mind when you're cold, but this isn't quite about the oil per se- Ever since we've moved into that house there are a whole bunch of folks who I'm always saying "Hey, yeah you need to come over and see my new place, it's so choice" and they're always "Yeah, I do, soon!" well of course "soon" becomes an actual time as soon as the house becomes a place where you can see your breath, and then you have to be all "Uh no, not right now, it's not good for visiting right now" And this is usually the time where I start laughing hysterically as I tell people we're out of oil and we can't afford to buy any more, because really when you think of it, it is pretty funny... especially with this beautiful overabundance of snow we're having right now, and the cold cold temps. But this is also the point where kirsa tries to shush me, and I think gets embarrased.. which admittedly, it's probably a faux pas to say that you're broke in public, but I don't want to talk about it with out explaining... what can you do? it's just another side of the situation, it's interesting the different ways people handle things. I guess I just don't have any tact, but I do consider myself a private person at the same time, so maybe a better way of describing it would be, that when misfortune knocks on my door, it's usually just too darn funny not to share it with the world.
The snow is still very beautiful, there is just so much of it! I got the studs put on the other morning, and I'm feeling a great deal safer. Corin is not driving his car is this weather, which makes me happy, because it's been an already frightening winter in terms of skidding around and what have you. I shoveled snow for the theatre this morning, which felt productive and like I was doing something nice, which was nice. And then I shoveled snow with my neighbors this afternoon so we could get their car out/put our car in, which also felt nice as we were all working together against the passive and beautiful nature about us.
Later, tired from shoveling, I chopped wood for god only knows how long, and built a fire in our fire place. This was one of the best parts of my day, although my back and hand hurt from bending and rubbing against the hachet respectively. I've never been able to start a fire to my satsifaction, and today I just did it, and got some really wondeful flames sparked and sustained in no time. How much fun I had!
I guess that's all for now. I have a math test on friday to study like mad for, and am starting to get a possible picture of next semester.. although I'm not ever going to imagine the summer yet. I had a crazy dream about rich fertile dark brown soil that made me so joyous in the dream the other night, and I heard a cool story about my dad's side of the family coming to the united states, very exciting because my family history doesn't go so far back. Pictures? maybe. Innapropiate thoughts about the individuals walking around me, definitely.
ciao ciao
clean clothing that's cold to the touch, icy water, floors that feel even icier to feets that are not too happy to leave bedding that's been painstakingly warmed by body heat alone. These are some memories of my child hood, and funnily enough, my current daily routine. We ran out of oil two days ago, in my lovely too good to be true, juneau, alaskan, last homely house, the aquarium is out of the oil that keeps it temperate and heats the water. So the two biggest differences between now and then, is the plumbing and sinks that are still fully functional, and the abundance of electricity included in the monthly rent, which is also totally functional- but because the house is cold I keep imagining I don't have electric either. I've got a fire place, a tricked out kitchen, and a tub with jets and a bidet that are ready to rock with cold water. So really I have nothing to complain about. And yes, I could easily refill the oil by buying some more, but I, and my other two room mates are broke as jokes. I realize that my ususal not so wonderful command of the english language is rapidly crashing to a screeching trainwreck, but it's because this whole table full of people here in the learning center are talking about a mystical truckdriver who actually exists, whose name is fuzzy sprinkle. And they are FREAKING OUT! and I'm sorry to get off topic, and I don't mean to do a play by play.. but they're getting crazy with it. They're slowly leaving the joint, so maybe in a minute I'll be able to hear my self think again, but that was certainly an interesting diversion.
In other news, what else? It looks like my second stage show might be back in biznass, we'll see- it's a rapid up and down on this one, but I might end up doing it over christmas break, which is basically the only time I have available for it... damn these people who all have conflicting schedules. Time shall tell..
Not to harp on the oil thing, but it's hard to get it off your mind when you're cold, but this isn't quite about the oil per se- Ever since we've moved into that house there are a whole bunch of folks who I'm always saying "Hey, yeah you need to come over and see my new place, it's so choice" and they're always "Yeah, I do, soon!" well of course "soon" becomes an actual time as soon as the house becomes a place where you can see your breath, and then you have to be all "Uh no, not right now, it's not good for visiting right now" And this is usually the time where I start laughing hysterically as I tell people we're out of oil and we can't afford to buy any more, because really when you think of it, it is pretty funny... especially with this beautiful overabundance of snow we're having right now, and the cold cold temps. But this is also the point where kirsa tries to shush me, and I think gets embarrased.. which admittedly, it's probably a faux pas to say that you're broke in public, but I don't want to talk about it with out explaining... what can you do? it's just another side of the situation, it's interesting the different ways people handle things. I guess I just don't have any tact, but I do consider myself a private person at the same time, so maybe a better way of describing it would be, that when misfortune knocks on my door, it's usually just too darn funny not to share it with the world.
The snow is still very beautiful, there is just so much of it! I got the studs put on the other morning, and I'm feeling a great deal safer. Corin is not driving his car is this weather, which makes me happy, because it's been an already frightening winter in terms of skidding around and what have you. I shoveled snow for the theatre this morning, which felt productive and like I was doing something nice, which was nice. And then I shoveled snow with my neighbors this afternoon so we could get their car out/put our car in, which also felt nice as we were all working together against the passive and beautiful nature about us.
Later, tired from shoveling, I chopped wood for god only knows how long, and built a fire in our fire place. This was one of the best parts of my day, although my back and hand hurt from bending and rubbing against the hachet respectively. I've never been able to start a fire to my satsifaction, and today I just did it, and got some really wondeful flames sparked and sustained in no time. How much fun I had!
I guess that's all for now. I have a math test on friday to study like mad for, and am starting to get a possible picture of next semester.. although I'm not ever going to imagine the summer yet. I had a crazy dream about rich fertile dark brown soil that made me so joyous in the dream the other night, and I heard a cool story about my dad's side of the family coming to the united states, very exciting because my family history doesn't go so far back. Pictures? maybe. Innapropiate thoughts about the individuals walking around me, definitely.
ciao ciao
Monday, November 13, 2006
Noises off is finished!
Saturday night was a very very fine night. And now, Noises Off, the show that I've been working on as an assistant director for the past month is finally open. The show went off with out a hitch, and the cast looked lovely and performed wonderfully. It really is such a funny show, I look forward to seeing at some point after it's not so fresh in my mind. It's definitely good/necessary timing to have some more time on my hands to buckle down and hit the books. Who knows, it might even be a bit late to be doing that, but I can only do what I can do at this point. For now however it's been truly wonderful to sleep 12 hours with out feeling bad, and I spent the entire day at my house which is really unheard of for me lately, doing nothing but padding around and cleaning. Got to catch up with my parents which was great, always wish we talked more, and hopefully I'll see them soon one way or another over christmas. So, here we go, another week approaches, get some tests back, take some tests, and those are just of the scholastic variety! I'm being so witty out here, what's going to happen to you when I've gone off to direct Richard the third? (that last line was a shameless quote from the show) And you know it does strike me, as it always does whenever I post on here, how infrequently I post, and I saw old ones to the right left over from king island christmas, and it seems im always posting about shows... what a theatre lame-o ive become.. but it's what ive been up to, and hopefully I'll get some more pictures up here soon as well. And In referral to the other picture I just put up, Kirsa's so funny comment, was: "86% of the presincts are in, it's back by popular demand, the people have spoken, and the picture they have chosen is alicia walking around the house with out her shirt on." I know it's an oddly anticlimatic picture, but it made me laugh, and if you were noises off, then that's the view you'd have, me walking away. But as I walk I remember what fun i had and how much I learned, and how much I love all the people i'm lucky enough to work with.
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