January 31, 2009
This is the baby otter that was rescued from the cold and carried around in a mail bag in England. I love otters.
January 30, 2009
What’s more beautiful: a mistake or something done on purpose? Or is there a necessary difference? An accident in the paint store that comes out as the Mona Lisa, or the Mona Lisa itself? If there’s no objective difference, which is better? Come up with some more examples then decide for yourself.
January 29, 2009
January 23, 2009
This is the show that I’m in now, the original Broadway cast, that is. We finally got to hear this song with our cast last night. i personally think that this is one of the best musical theatre songs ever written. Beautiful.
I was telling AJ, our Leo, how I remember seeing this on the Rosie ODonnell Show and falling in love with it. He said, “Oh I go watch it on YouTube all the time. ” So I thought I’d spread the wealth.
January 22, 2009
Today Heath Ledger was nominated for an Oscar on the first anniversary of his death. That bums me out. I miss him.
January 22, 2009
I have to admit that I have just not been all that motivated to write lately… hum that sounds familiar. But I thought I put down a few things about my eventful weekend. I went down to visit my sister in Jupiter for a rare free weekend, and a long one at that. My car continues to act up, and finally the cooling system gave up the ghost about 20 miles outside of Tallahassee. I had to get a tow in to my mechanic, but luckily it was able to be fixed the next day while I was at work. I also had some lovely over draft charges thanks to not balancing my checking account before I left town. Duoh. And ouch…though they have only charged me 6 times even though it shows I had 8 charges. I won’t tell if you won’t.
What else… Tuesday was the first blocking rehearsal that I made it to (on Monday I was stranded on the interstate.) Eric , our director, is a little dictatorial for my taste, but I knew that going in. My favorite is the eye rolls when actors get some blocking that they don’t think makes sense. I guess that when you are doing a full length musical with ten ensemble songs in two months kind of eliminates all the time for creative freedom. Tuesday was also our dance rehearsal, which was an interesting beast because we don’t have a choreographer. We have 3 songs to dance to, the first is a turkey trot that involves walking and kicking like a turkey while in dance hold… nice. The second is a two step that we have been told to just dance to, in social dance fashion. We’ll see how that goes, the people dancing in the scene are not really the usual dance ensemble type (and I certainly include myself in saying that.)
The music in this show is also a killer and they have me singing first alto, because I choose quite a low song for my audition piece in hopes of getting the Mrs. Phagan role (even though I’m way too young with much too high a speaking voice.) I didn’t get that role just a spot in the alto section. But the crazy thing is that singing alto seems to bere little correlation to the range of notes I have to sing. I just get to sing super hard harmonies. Thanks Jason Robert Brown.
What else… I volunteered to right the first draft of a “Tenants’ Bill of Rights” for TEAM. Fun stuff, and I’m going to go to the Creative Worship Committee meeting so that I can better recruit members for it, and also work on some issues we are having with the contempary worship service. Shake things up.
So that’s what I’ve been up. Busy in a mostly good way.
January 13, 2009
You get a golden star and certification as a fellow nerd if you get the joke about Jeremy Piven. If you are not a Broadway nerd all will be revealed in the comments. NPH rocks my socks.
January 6, 2009
Happy New Year to everyone… and I’m back once again.
Okay I’ve been gone awhile, but keeping up a blog while you’re unemployed is immensely easier than when you are working full time. But like everyone else in the world does it. So I’m gonna work back up to posting more often. And in the meantime I’m going to continue to get used to having a real job.