Well, I'm back from yet another round o'auditions. Yeah for me. I decided to audition for both of the shows at the last minute. I figured it couldn't hurt, and it might prove amusing to try for it, right?
So I sang fairly well, even with the accompaniest messing up after about a measure and a half and asked to start over (and she even had a copy of the sheet music with her). At least it wasn't me! :) Janina was there, and made her big sister proud. My 8th grader, Tess, also did a good job.
And, I got called back. I didn't even put any parts down on my audition sheet, because I didn't feel overly passionate about anything. I figured that Crazy for You was a no-go (though it would be fun to work with Bob again). A daughter would be fun in Fiddler on the Roof, but so would the chorus.
Well, I did get called back; for both shows!!! I got a callback for the roleTzeitel, and so did Nina! That'll actually be fun, I think. I also got a callback for Polly--and I find out Friday after two vigorous days of callbacks. Ugh.
The title of this post comes from the song of the same title from Forbidden Broadway. Fun stuff!
May 31, 2005
The Music of the Night
Devon did this, and passed the baton to me. Seeing as I like almost anything that allows me to procrastinate somehow (dreadful habit formed in college which I cannot seem to shake), I'll indulge.
1. The person who passed the baton to you.
Devon, whose highly entertaining blog can be read at talkofsummertime.blogspot.com
2. Total volume of music files on your computer.
I've actually not done a lot of this. I probably have about two or so CDs fully recorded, ready to be burned on my computer. I mostly use the computer for the internet and for saving my volumes of tests, study guides, project/paper outlines . . .
3. The title and artist of the last CD you bought.
I found a Fernando Ortega CD I didn't have, and was kind of in a harried mood. So I bought it. I don't know about anyone else, but I find his style and voice very soothing. I needed it this last week.
4. Song playing at the moment of writing.
Song in my head? The CD player? Right now, Charlotte Church is singing "Voi che sapete" in English ("Tell Me What Love Is"). In my head, I'm rehearsing my audition song "Hold On".
5. Five songs you have been listening to of late (or all-time favorites, or particularly personally meaningful songs).
Keep in mind that this changes a heck of a lot. Lately, I'm in a random mode.
1. "On My Own" from Les Miserables
2. "You Raise Me Up", ah, Josh Groban
3. "Let's Fall in Love" on a CD my Aunt Laurie burned for me, but I don't know who the singer is.
4. "I'll Be Seeing You", sung by the astounding Ann Hampton Calloway
5. "Anthem" sung by Anthony Warlowe
6. The five people to whom you will ‘pass the musical baton.’
Kelly, Chris, Janina, Kelsey, Esther
The title is from the song from The Phantom of the Opera. As if you didn't know! Cheers!
1. The person who passed the baton to you.
Devon, whose highly entertaining blog can be read at talkofsummertime.blogspot.com
2. Total volume of music files on your computer.
I've actually not done a lot of this. I probably have about two or so CDs fully recorded, ready to be burned on my computer. I mostly use the computer for the internet and for saving my volumes of tests, study guides, project/paper outlines . . .
3. The title and artist of the last CD you bought.
I found a Fernando Ortega CD I didn't have, and was kind of in a harried mood. So I bought it. I don't know about anyone else, but I find his style and voice very soothing. I needed it this last week.
4. Song playing at the moment of writing.
Song in my head? The CD player? Right now, Charlotte Church is singing "Voi che sapete" in English ("Tell Me What Love Is"). In my head, I'm rehearsing my audition song "Hold On".
5. Five songs you have been listening to of late (or all-time favorites, or particularly personally meaningful songs).
Keep in mind that this changes a heck of a lot. Lately, I'm in a random mode.
1. "On My Own" from Les Miserables
2. "You Raise Me Up", ah, Josh Groban
3. "Let's Fall in Love" on a CD my Aunt Laurie burned for me, but I don't know who the singer is.
4. "I'll Be Seeing You", sung by the astounding Ann Hampton Calloway
5. "Anthem" sung by Anthony Warlowe
6. The five people to whom you will ‘pass the musical baton.’
Kelly, Chris, Janina, Kelsey, Esther
The title is from the song from The Phantom of the Opera. As if you didn't know! Cheers!
May 30, 2005
Open your arms to this warm, bright moment embracing us!
Well, here I am at the Jesse household. I've been here exactly a week--I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!! I love being in a house again! I love having a dog! I love being in a mountain looking area! I love having a spa! I love doing laundry for free or without hauling it all to Dayton! I love parking in a carport! The whole thing is wunderbar. It's been pretty smooth sailing. It's also been fun to have guests: Chris, my cousin Halley (who is up for the week), and my family. Good times.
So school is ending soon. I can't believe there are only two weeks left of the year. 7 1/2 official days of school. Actually, since I'll be a chaperone on the 8th grade trip, it's technically 6 1/2 school days left. I am excited to go to Great America again. The last time I went was in 9th grade, just before we moved to Colorado. We went for my dad's birthday. My mom made it like a scavenger hunt. He only had directions to drive when she gave them to him (Get onto Hwy 99 until I tell you differently). That was the year I bragged for about three weeks to him, "My birthday present for you is the most expensive gift you've ever received, dad!" He kept trying to tell me that money didn't matter (although I'm sure he was dying with curiosity as to what it was and how I could afford the most expensive gift he'd ever received). When we gave our gifts, I saved mine for last. He opened the tiny box it was it. "Uh, Lynette, what is it?" "MY BRACES!!!!!!!" I'd had them taken off about three days before. Yes, it's gross, but I got the biggest kick out of that. C'mon, I was 14! He was a good sport and laughed with the rest of us.
Not much else to report. Our readthrough went okay. Auditions are on Tuesday, and for once I'm not obsessing. I know I'm singing "Hold On" from The Secret Garden. Actually, I'm more nervous for Janina, who is auditioning!!!!!!!!!!! Possibly, anyway. I think she's only trying out for Crazy for You, which isn't the smartest, since she doesn't tap dance. But, she doesn't want to be in a show through November, which is when Fiddler is. I just hope she makes it, because that would be cool.
The title of the post comes from the song "Vivez" from The Scarlet Pimpernel. I just felt like embracing all that is new and/or good in life.
So school is ending soon. I can't believe there are only two weeks left of the year. 7 1/2 official days of school. Actually, since I'll be a chaperone on the 8th grade trip, it's technically 6 1/2 school days left. I am excited to go to Great America again. The last time I went was in 9th grade, just before we moved to Colorado. We went for my dad's birthday. My mom made it like a scavenger hunt. He only had directions to drive when she gave them to him (Get onto Hwy 99 until I tell you differently). That was the year I bragged for about three weeks to him, "My birthday present for you is the most expensive gift you've ever received, dad!" He kept trying to tell me that money didn't matter (although I'm sure he was dying with curiosity as to what it was and how I could afford the most expensive gift he'd ever received). When we gave our gifts, I saved mine for last. He opened the tiny box it was it. "Uh, Lynette, what is it?" "MY BRACES!!!!!!!" I'd had them taken off about three days before. Yes, it's gross, but I got the biggest kick out of that. C'mon, I was 14! He was a good sport and laughed with the rest of us.
Not much else to report. Our readthrough went okay. Auditions are on Tuesday, and for once I'm not obsessing. I know I'm singing "Hold On" from The Secret Garden. Actually, I'm more nervous for Janina, who is auditioning!!!!!!!!!!! Possibly, anyway. I think she's only trying out for Crazy for You, which isn't the smartest, since she doesn't tap dance. But, she doesn't want to be in a show through November, which is when Fiddler is. I just hope she makes it, because that would be cool.
The title of the post comes from the song "Vivez" from The Scarlet Pimpernel. I just felt like embracing all that is new and/or good in life.
May 23, 2005
No one fights like Gaston, douses lights like Gaston!
The show has closed. Wild applause is over. Standing ovations at every performance. I've never seen a reaction to a song from the onstage side as we received for "Be Our Guest" every single performance. It was kind of an incredible feeling, I have to admit. I'm glad it all worked out. Gina is absolutely amazing!
So, I continued with "An injury each performance" streak. How excited I was to be run into (hard) by Maurice and Belle on Friday. Saturday afternoon, I fell a little differently during "The Battle" and ended up with a new bruise (I've never received so many bruises during a show!). Sunday afternoon, Paul (aka My Stalker! More about this soon) tromped on my foot pretty hard during the "Gaston" song, making me forget about Saturday evening's injury.
Saturday evening was a DOOZY!!!! Weston, one of our techies, liked to joke around with me backstage. He's kind of an odd duck, and comes across pretty strong. He's a nice kid, though, and can make me laugh. Anyway, I was standing, and he decided to do a Bogart impression "Here's looking at you, kid" as he chucked my chin. I think he did it a little harder than he meant to (though it should NOT have resulted in the injury I received). As soon as he did, I felt so much pain! I whispered "OUCH!!!!" and ran to the other side of the stage to my dressing room. Weston tried to follow me, "What did I do?" "Stop! Leave me alone!!" I grabbed my ibuprofen, swallowed it, and clutching my right lower chee/jawline ran back to stage left and onstage for "Gaston!" My cheek hurt soooooooooooooo much, it was hard to smile and look like I was having fun in the tavern. I had to run and change after that for "Be Our Guest." Amy, the resident pediatritian in the cast, checked it out. It was swollen pretty well. We got ice, checked my teeth (all fine) and applied it for the rest of the show. It was kind of obnoxious to have literally every person in the cast come up to me, "Lynette, what HAPPENED?" "I was accidentally punched by Weston." Then, with eyes narrowed, "Do you want me to hit him?" or "I could make him disappear." or "Did you hit him back?" I felt sorry for the poor guy. Sunday, he brought me flowers, along with many other apologies. Apparently, everyone was pretty upset with him! It was an accident, so I think I feel worse for him than myself. Sunday, it looked as though I was growing a second head from my cheek. I've been taking Aleve, since it's an anti-inflamatory, and therefore cannot take any ibuprofen. I'm still applying ice packs, so I can numb it and not feel the pain. Ugh.
So, my stalker. Yeah, that's been . . . interesting. Chris and I, being the good friends (I'm even counting him as one of my best friends here in Carson) would talk a lot during rehearsals and shows; when we could. During Hell Week, Paul (my stalker) came up to us once and talked to us, then left. Chris turned to me, "He seems to like being around you a lot." I started to pay attention to that. YES, HE WAS!!!!! He wasn't always talking to me, but would purposely come and sit nearby me. It's kind of creepy. Then, he would do/say weird things. Like, one performance, I was sitting on a bench backstage, kind of away from everyone else. I wanted the quiet, and it was a great place to watch the show without being seen. He came up to me. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine." "You sure?" "Yup." "Okay," (in a tone of slight disbelief). He sat on the floor, at my feet. After about a minute, he looked up, "Tell me a story, teacher!" Sadly, that was not the only time he did it. The first time he did, I said, "Once upon a time, there was a redhead who hated everybody. So, whenever someone came near her, she'd kill them. People soon learned to stay away from her, and she lived happily ever after. The end." Clearly, it was a joke, but he took it seriously for awhile! Weird, weird, stalker-boy.
Jessica, Jason, Leigha, and Brianna came out from Colorado to see it. They loved it. Jess said that it was the best community production she'd ever seen. Leigha wanted to meet everyone. I introduced her to Lumiere (Chris), Beast (Leoney), Gaston (Jerry), Belle (Juliana), Mrs. Potts (Caitlyn), The Silly Girls (Hana, Therese, and Mandy), Monsieur D'Arque (Dave Anderson), Cogsworth (Dave Tillett), and several chorus people. It was so fun! Everyone asked her what her favorite part was. Guess what she said? My adorable 5 year old niece told everyone, "When Aunt Lynette danceded." Ahhh! She sat with Kristen. Apparently Kristen pointed me out the first time I was onstage, and every other time, Leigha was able to find me! She even spotted me as a table before Kristen did! I adore my niece. Oh, and she had to show Juliana her new sandals which have Cinderella, Belle, and Aurora on them!
So, once again, a crazy weekend. And the stage is struck. I will probably never have another opportunity to be in this show, so I am glad I stuck with it! I got to meet so many great people, start the SSS, have a lot of laughs, and at least one moment of pain each show. Talk about a magical experience! :)
I start rehearsals for Shrew on Tuesday, and have to be late because I'm singing at WNCC's graduation. I'm auditioning in a week and a day for Crazy for You and Fiddler on the Roof with WNMTC. Huzzah! I love being involved in theatre again--real theatre. I was kinda going nuts without that creative outlet. I'm not sorry I took the time off, but I am so relieved to be back.
The title of this post comes from the song "Gaston" from, what else, Beauty and the Beast. Thank you Weston for inspiring this post!
So, I continued with "An injury each performance" streak. How excited I was to be run into (hard) by Maurice and Belle on Friday. Saturday afternoon, I fell a little differently during "The Battle" and ended up with a new bruise (I've never received so many bruises during a show!). Sunday afternoon, Paul (aka My Stalker! More about this soon) tromped on my foot pretty hard during the "Gaston" song, making me forget about Saturday evening's injury.
Saturday evening was a DOOZY!!!! Weston, one of our techies, liked to joke around with me backstage. He's kind of an odd duck, and comes across pretty strong. He's a nice kid, though, and can make me laugh. Anyway, I was standing, and he decided to do a Bogart impression "Here's looking at you, kid" as he chucked my chin. I think he did it a little harder than he meant to (though it should NOT have resulted in the injury I received). As soon as he did, I felt so much pain! I whispered "OUCH!!!!" and ran to the other side of the stage to my dressing room. Weston tried to follow me, "What did I do?" "Stop! Leave me alone!!" I grabbed my ibuprofen, swallowed it, and clutching my right lower chee/jawline ran back to stage left and onstage for "Gaston!" My cheek hurt soooooooooooooo much, it was hard to smile and look like I was having fun in the tavern. I had to run and change after that for "Be Our Guest." Amy, the resident pediatritian in the cast, checked it out. It was swollen pretty well. We got ice, checked my teeth (all fine) and applied it for the rest of the show. It was kind of obnoxious to have literally every person in the cast come up to me, "Lynette, what HAPPENED?" "I was accidentally punched by Weston." Then, with eyes narrowed, "Do you want me to hit him?" or "I could make him disappear." or "Did you hit him back?" I felt sorry for the poor guy. Sunday, he brought me flowers, along with many other apologies. Apparently, everyone was pretty upset with him! It was an accident, so I think I feel worse for him than myself. Sunday, it looked as though I was growing a second head from my cheek. I've been taking Aleve, since it's an anti-inflamatory, and therefore cannot take any ibuprofen. I'm still applying ice packs, so I can numb it and not feel the pain. Ugh.
So, my stalker. Yeah, that's been . . . interesting. Chris and I, being the good friends (I'm even counting him as one of my best friends here in Carson) would talk a lot during rehearsals and shows; when we could. During Hell Week, Paul (my stalker) came up to us once and talked to us, then left. Chris turned to me, "He seems to like being around you a lot." I started to pay attention to that. YES, HE WAS!!!!! He wasn't always talking to me, but would purposely come and sit nearby me. It's kind of creepy. Then, he would do/say weird things. Like, one performance, I was sitting on a bench backstage, kind of away from everyone else. I wanted the quiet, and it was a great place to watch the show without being seen. He came up to me. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine." "You sure?" "Yup." "Okay," (in a tone of slight disbelief). He sat on the floor, at my feet. After about a minute, he looked up, "Tell me a story, teacher!" Sadly, that was not the only time he did it. The first time he did, I said, "Once upon a time, there was a redhead who hated everybody. So, whenever someone came near her, she'd kill them. People soon learned to stay away from her, and she lived happily ever after. The end." Clearly, it was a joke, but he took it seriously for awhile! Weird, weird, stalker-boy.
Jessica, Jason, Leigha, and Brianna came out from Colorado to see it. They loved it. Jess said that it was the best community production she'd ever seen. Leigha wanted to meet everyone. I introduced her to Lumiere (Chris), Beast (Leoney), Gaston (Jerry), Belle (Juliana), Mrs. Potts (Caitlyn), The Silly Girls (Hana, Therese, and Mandy), Monsieur D'Arque (Dave Anderson), Cogsworth (Dave Tillett), and several chorus people. It was so fun! Everyone asked her what her favorite part was. Guess what she said? My adorable 5 year old niece told everyone, "When Aunt Lynette danceded." Ahhh! She sat with Kristen. Apparently Kristen pointed me out the first time I was onstage, and every other time, Leigha was able to find me! She even spotted me as a table before Kristen did! I adore my niece. Oh, and she had to show Juliana her new sandals which have Cinderella, Belle, and Aurora on them!
So, once again, a crazy weekend. And the stage is struck. I will probably never have another opportunity to be in this show, so I am glad I stuck with it! I got to meet so many great people, start the SSS, have a lot of laughs, and at least one moment of pain each show. Talk about a magical experience! :)
I start rehearsals for Shrew on Tuesday, and have to be late because I'm singing at WNCC's graduation. I'm auditioning in a week and a day for Crazy for You and Fiddler on the Roof with WNMTC. Huzzah! I love being involved in theatre again--real theatre. I was kinda going nuts without that creative outlet. I'm not sorry I took the time off, but I am so relieved to be back.
The title of this post comes from the song "Gaston" from, what else, Beauty and the Beast. Thank you Weston for inspiring this post!
May 19, 2005
Something frenetic!
Silly Lynette, slow weeks don't exist! Here I thought--"Ah, I only have one rehearsal this week. I can relax." Relax? RELAX?????????????? What was I thinking? I have a pile of grading taller than me, still (though it's diminishing, the addition of the 11th/12th grade papers, and the 7th/8th Book Reports tomorrow will double the size!). I have a rehearsal tonight. I had dinner with Claudia, Jeanne, and Dave (Jeanne's housesitting for Claudia and Dave this weekend). I have to meet with Gladys and Herb, because my housesitting job begins on Monday. I tutor Jason twice. I had to shop for the Author's Tea (Tomorrow!!!!!!!!!! Huzzah!!!!!!!!!!). I had dinner with my family. I also threw in grading, a trip to Barnes and Noble, dinner with Chris and Jeanne. Breathing? Sleeping? Eating? Occasional breaks for fun reading? Not really. It'll be nice to sit and say, "Hmm . . . what can I do now?" I miss that luxury.
And no, in case you're wondering, my schedule does not slow down! Rehearsals for Shrew begin, auditions for Fiddler on the Roof and Crazy for You are creeping up soon. Grades, end of the year goofiness, etc.
Oh, I am getting excited about the Tony Awards this year. Much as I like Sutton Foster, as everyone knows, I'm really rooting for Victoria Clark to get Best Actress in a Musical. She's long overdue! Also, overly kind! In high school, I saw her in Titanic on my first trip to NYC. I was so impressed, that I was the nerd who occasionally wrote to Broadway stars. She wrote back! I still have the letter, it was actually more than she probably should have written. It was an actual "sit-down and write this random kid in Colorado a letter that will make her month!" So kind. Plus, she's a redhead!!!! I was sad that I didn't get to see her in Urinetown as Penelope Pennywise (I missed her by a month! Carolee Carmello was amazing, though). Anyway, there are some interesting contenders this year. I find it hilarious that Spamalot is leading the nominations! And, Hugh Jackman will be fun as the host again. If for no other reason than something appealing on the screen! ;)
The title comes from "Comedy Tonight" from A Funny Thing Happened to on the Way to the Forum. I feel consumed by obligations at the moment. But excited by them, too! Like tomorrow! I get to have tea for an hour with Charles Dickens, Charlotte and Emily Bronte, C.S. Lewis, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Agatha Christie, and C.S. Forester! How cool is that?
And no, in case you're wondering, my schedule does not slow down! Rehearsals for Shrew begin, auditions for Fiddler on the Roof and Crazy for You are creeping up soon. Grades, end of the year goofiness, etc.
Oh, I am getting excited about the Tony Awards this year. Much as I like Sutton Foster, as everyone knows, I'm really rooting for Victoria Clark to get Best Actress in a Musical. She's long overdue! Also, overly kind! In high school, I saw her in Titanic on my first trip to NYC. I was so impressed, that I was the nerd who occasionally wrote to Broadway stars. She wrote back! I still have the letter, it was actually more than she probably should have written. It was an actual "sit-down and write this random kid in Colorado a letter that will make her month!" So kind. Plus, she's a redhead!!!! I was sad that I didn't get to see her in Urinetown as Penelope Pennywise (I missed her by a month! Carolee Carmello was amazing, though). Anyway, there are some interesting contenders this year. I find it hilarious that Spamalot is leading the nominations! And, Hugh Jackman will be fun as the host again. If for no other reason than something appealing on the screen! ;)
The title comes from "Comedy Tonight" from A Funny Thing Happened to on the Way to the Forum. I feel consumed by obligations at the moment. But excited by them, too! Like tomorrow! I get to have tea for an hour with Charles Dickens, Charlotte and Emily Bronte, C.S. Lewis, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Agatha Christie, and C.S. Forester! How cool is that?
May 15, 2005
I was born to entertain!
Opening Weekend. What a trip! I was soooooo worried about this production! Yes, we've been practicing since January, but most of us only had to come about once or twice a week to rehearse. We were nowhere near ready last week. Somehow, we've pulled it off, though! [Blogger is not letting me push Enter at the moment, so please pardon the lack of paragraphs and breaks! Break for Paragraph] I've actually been calling "Be Our Guest" "See Our Mess," because it was so chaotic. We have 60+ people in the number. And, of course, we can't just be normal. Oh, goodness, no! We have Lumiere, Cogsworth, Mrs. Potts, Chip, Babette, and Madame Bouchere (spelling? The Opera-singing Wardrobe) alongside Belle. We have a line of 8 featherdusters/can-can dancers. We have 3-4 cakes. We have rugs. We have a footstool, and a table with stuff on his head. We have a line of about 8 tapdancing silverware. We have 11 redheaded dancing tables (myself included). We have 8 flappers/dishes. We have about 3 teacups. We have 4-5 saucers. We have salt and pepper shakers. We have about 4-5 dancing candles. I can't even continue the list, because I've exhausted my mental picturing of all involved in the number. That could be all, but it's insane. And we all have our "moment" leading up to our end of number kick line and confetti guns going off. Oddly enough, it's been recieved with cheering and huge applause every night--to the point where the scene afterwards had to wait at least two minutes for the audience to be done celebrating this number. I'm in shock. Break for Paragraph. So, I've found that the key to my having a good show (if I were to be superstitious) is to get some kind of wound/pain every performance. Opening night: Belle whipped me in the face with her hair, and ran into me in the course of two minutes during "The Mob Song," which I ended by pulling my fist up and back--and hitting the lady behind me in the eye! Saturday Matinee: During "Gaston" we have to do this crossing line shuffle-thing. I hit our Gaston in the back (hard) with my left cheek--ended up with a tiny bruise and a headache. Saturday Evening: I run off with two others in the middle of "Belle," and then we turn around to come back on in a line quickly. Yesterday, as I turned, I banged my elbow into a random podium. In "The Battle," I get "kicked in the face" by one of the featherduster/can-can dancers and fall. I fell on my knees, hard. Three new bruises. Sunday Matinee: Belle and Maurice ran into me pretty hard during "The Mob Song." Well, four performances next week and we're done. Here's hoping I don't end up in a cast or coffin! :) Break for Paragraph. I've decided that I'm also the "Louella Parsons" or "Hedda Hopper" of this show. All gossip must come through me. It's the funniest thing. I just happen to always be in the right place at the right time, or people tell me things. If there were to be a newspaper, I'd have to be elected the gossip columnist. I literally get it all. I used to think it'd be awesome to know all the gossp in junior high and such; I'd be considered popular or something. Now, it's a way to laugh and be entertained. I don't really have a niche that I fit into in this show like the others. I kind of float. Break for Paragraph. I also have come to discover that I am a "Powerful" person in this show. This is only to say, I've found that I seem to have a lot of influence for some unfathomable reason. I've not yet decided whether to use this influence for good or evil, yet! ;) Here are a few examples: 1) Chorus people are always asking me things like, "What is the lyric after this?" or "Could you show me this move?" etc. Last Thursday, we tables practiced in the hall for 45 minutes for our 2 or so minutes at the end of "Be Our Guest." They actually had me keep coming forward to be the model for this number! 2) There's a guy in the cast named Ryan. I once referred to him as "College Boy," because I didn't know his name. Everyone laughed and started calling him that. I apologized, but he said he doesn't mind it. As a result, about a good 20% (if not more) of our cast calls him that. Chris actually had him help him with his costume today, and said something along the lines of "Thanks, College Boy. By the way, what's your name?" I've also started the trend of calling Jen (who plays a fork) "Space Age Barbie" which has caught on, too. 3) Opening night, at intermission, I decided to sit on some of the steps since it was quiet, and I wanted to sit. A couple of people said, "This was smart. Can we join you?" Of course! Yesterday, at the matinee, a few others joined us. Last night, there were probably twenty of us!!!!! I jokingly suggested we call ourselves the "Stair Sitting Society, aka the SSS." It caught on. Today, people were racing for seats, afraid they wouldn't get them. Others were asking to join the SSS. Weird. All we do is sit and talk about how funny the SSS is, or random things to do with the show. Today, Caitlyn (Mrs. Potts) got us going on the philosophical discussion of Plot Holes in BATB. It was hilarious, partly because it was so serious! Break for Paragraph. So, the show has been an amazing success so far, and I'm pleasantly surprised. What with our backstage dramas, and chaos galore, it seems to work. We've had almost full houses at every performance, and standing ovations every night! Insane! Break for Paragraph. The title of this post comes from the song of the same title from Ruthless. I figured it completely covered this post. The first time I heard the song was not when I saw the show, though. It was sung by adorable Amanda Braun at Camp Timber Tops' Talent Show. She was an 8 year old, and blew me away. She had one of the leads in Aladdin when we did it, and her older sister Nancy played Marian Paroo in our production of The Music Man. Their brother Scott, who was between them, apparently was also an amazing singer/dancer/actor. Three triple threats in one family. YIKES!!!!!!!!!
May 12, 2005
The key! I've found the key to the garden!
Quick post.
I'm stressed.
And how do I know?
My stupidity regarding keys, that's how.
I always seem to be pathetically moronic when dealing with keys--a sure sign I'm stressed.
I rode last night to rehearsal with Chris. I got back too close to midnight to be specific. I immediately took a shower and crashed.
I went downstairs this morning, only to discover I'd neither locked nor deadbolted our door. Oops!
Right before I left for school, I was searching for my car keys. Nowhere. I was recalling my last recollection of having them. I remembered that I had had to retrieve my shoes from my car prior to getting in Chris's. I looked outside. Sure enough, in the passenger door, my key was in the door! For over 12 hours!!!!!!!!!!!! Much as I like my place, I'll readily admit to not living in the most safe of places. It's no BAD, it's just not in the most secure part of Carson. I'm a complete idiot.
To be fair, this title is actually not a song lyric. It is, however, on the soundtrack for the musical The Secret Garden, right after the song "Show me the Key."
I'm stressed.
And how do I know?
My stupidity regarding keys, that's how.
I always seem to be pathetically moronic when dealing with keys--a sure sign I'm stressed.
I rode last night to rehearsal with Chris. I got back too close to midnight to be specific. I immediately took a shower and crashed.
I went downstairs this morning, only to discover I'd neither locked nor deadbolted our door. Oops!
Right before I left for school, I was searching for my car keys. Nowhere. I was recalling my last recollection of having them. I remembered that I had had to retrieve my shoes from my car prior to getting in Chris's. I looked outside. Sure enough, in the passenger door, my key was in the door! For over 12 hours!!!!!!!!!!!! Much as I like my place, I'll readily admit to not living in the most safe of places. It's no BAD, it's just not in the most secure part of Carson. I'm a complete idiot.
To be fair, this title is actually not a song lyric. It is, however, on the soundtrack for the musical The Secret Garden, right after the song "Show me the Key."
May 10, 2005
Look there she goes, that girl is so peculiar
Hell week has officially had a great kick-off. We couldn't do a run through last night because for the first time in the 15 years of the company, the Community Center had a meeting in the theatre, so we couldn't get in until 8. We didn't start rehearsing until 9, of course. We just ran "Belle" and "The Mob Song", though we did rehearse our "Ba-da-bop-bop"s for "Be Our Guest." From here on out, I'll be stunned if I get home before 11.
And, I might have pink eye (though it's the worst case scenario, and I really don't think I do). I noticed after I got home yesterday that my right eye was pretty red between the iris and the part where your skin starts, right next to the nose. Lovely. It had felt dry for three or so days--really dry, so I was rubbing it more than usual. Anyway, last night, everyone thought I'd been crying! I thought perhaps it was allergies. Amy, a friend in the chorus, is a pediatritian and said it looked like pink eye. Alisha, another chorus member, is a pre-school teacher and started asking rapid-fire questions:
"Does it itch?"
"No."
"Does it burn?"
"No."
"Does it feel like you've been punched?"
"No."
"Well, maybe it's not pink eye."
Amy suggested that perhaps my contact had irritated it, or (less likely, since it's only affecting one eye) that it's allergies. She was very concerned about the potential pink eye, though, so she's going to check it out tonight. If she still thinks so, she said she'd prescribe something. And, if I want a second opinion, I could ask Dave (Cogsworth), since he's also a doctor. I think it looks less red today, so I'm praying that I'm not sick.
Dave got some fun pictures, so he said he'd make me copies. I may scan a few of them at my parent's house, and put them up. It would be good, since I've talked about these people a lot, and then the readers could have visuals. It would also be great, so then I can show off our costumes. Overall, I think they look good.
Oh, and I'm singing at WNCC's graduation, now! Stephanie A. asked me last week at rehearsal. Apparently it's supposed to be somewhat hush-hush from the cast. Whatever. Dave, Leoney, Maria and I will be singing "You'll Never Walk Alone" from Carousel. I think that'll be a fun group. Each of them is very strong musically, so here's hoping I can keep that alto line strong!
I'm also serving as a chaperone for the 8th grade graduation trip to Great America in June. Seeing as I am their homeroom teacher, I'm okay with it. It may be an overnight trip, and I'd only have to pay for food and souveniers (if I so choose). Yeah! Good times to be had.
Since I look awkward with a half red eye behind my glasses (I've gotten several comments today), and I'm always off running, this title is from "Belle" in Beauty and the Beast. Oh, and I don't feel so hot about my performance on the three tests from Saturday. I'll know in six weeks. I'll keep my fingers crossed.
And, I might have pink eye (though it's the worst case scenario, and I really don't think I do). I noticed after I got home yesterday that my right eye was pretty red between the iris and the part where your skin starts, right next to the nose. Lovely. It had felt dry for three or so days--really dry, so I was rubbing it more than usual. Anyway, last night, everyone thought I'd been crying! I thought perhaps it was allergies. Amy, a friend in the chorus, is a pediatritian and said it looked like pink eye. Alisha, another chorus member, is a pre-school teacher and started asking rapid-fire questions:
"Does it itch?"
"No."
"Does it burn?"
"No."
"Does it feel like you've been punched?"
"No."
"Well, maybe it's not pink eye."
Amy suggested that perhaps my contact had irritated it, or (less likely, since it's only affecting one eye) that it's allergies. She was very concerned about the potential pink eye, though, so she's going to check it out tonight. If she still thinks so, she said she'd prescribe something. And, if I want a second opinion, I could ask Dave (Cogsworth), since he's also a doctor. I think it looks less red today, so I'm praying that I'm not sick.
Dave got some fun pictures, so he said he'd make me copies. I may scan a few of them at my parent's house, and put them up. It would be good, since I've talked about these people a lot, and then the readers could have visuals. It would also be great, so then I can show off our costumes. Overall, I think they look good.
Oh, and I'm singing at WNCC's graduation, now! Stephanie A. asked me last week at rehearsal. Apparently it's supposed to be somewhat hush-hush from the cast. Whatever. Dave, Leoney, Maria and I will be singing "You'll Never Walk Alone" from Carousel. I think that'll be a fun group. Each of them is very strong musically, so here's hoping I can keep that alto line strong!
I'm also serving as a chaperone for the 8th grade graduation trip to Great America in June. Seeing as I am their homeroom teacher, I'm okay with it. It may be an overnight trip, and I'd only have to pay for food and souveniers (if I so choose). Yeah! Good times to be had.
Since I look awkward with a half red eye behind my glasses (I've gotten several comments today), and I'm always off running, this title is from "Belle" in Beauty and the Beast. Oh, and I don't feel so hot about my performance on the three tests from Saturday. I'll know in six weeks. I'll keep my fingers crossed.
May 06, 2005
I LOVE Incarceration!
Boy, I must say one thing: I am so very fond of high stress weeks. I relish the lack of time to sufficiently grade, lesson plan, create study guides, and tests. I love how much crazier life seems with less sleep. I am a huge fan of spending 4-5 hours a night at rehearsal, while I end up waiting around for a good 40% of the time as lights get set. My time being spent whilst studying for the Nevada Law, Nevada Constitution, and U.S. Constitution tests on Saturday (to be fully certified in Nevada, these are three of the 8 tests I need that I didn't need in Idaho) can be described as nothing but delightful. Wow, is my life great or what?
Teacher Appreciation Week has been okay. Lots of food. Today, we're all supposed to receive a special gift from our PTF (Parent Teacher Fellowship) group. If it's like last year, I'll also receive gifts from the students. I really don't tend to do much with them--I think I have the bulk of them in the gift bags they came in last year. Is that bad? I appreciate the thought, does that count for anything?
The title of this post comes from the song, "The Maison de Lune" from Beauty and the Beast. Since I feel like I am well on my way to a massive meltdown, this was a great title.
Teacher Appreciation Week has been okay. Lots of food. Today, we're all supposed to receive a special gift from our PTF (Parent Teacher Fellowship) group. If it's like last year, I'll also receive gifts from the students. I really don't tend to do much with them--I think I have the bulk of them in the gift bags they came in last year. Is that bad? I appreciate the thought, does that count for anything?
The title of this post comes from the song, "The Maison de Lune" from Beauty and the Beast. Since I feel like I am well on my way to a massive meltdown, this was a great title.
May 03, 2005
It's May, it's May! That Gorgeous Holiday!
I'm so excited. It's supposed to be 73 degrees today! :) Yesterday, it got up to 65 degrees! It's almost like it's going to be spring for two days in a row. Sadly, tomorrow is supposed to be high 50s and rainy again; and stay that way for the rest of the week. URGH!! When is this "spring" supposed to happen????? I'd like some moment of transition between the winter and the summer. I fear it won't happen. Sigh.
Last night, Jeanne and I had dinner with the Jesses. Yeah for Gladys! She was in Mattress and Carousel with me. The day after we close BATB is when I begin housesitting for them. I'll be housesitting for them for three weeks. Jeanne and I will be staying in a huge house, with a spa, and a great dog for 20 glorious days--right up to graduation! And I'm getting paid. Could life be any better? I think not.
Today is exciting, too. Both Phantom of the Opera and Gilmore Girls Season 3 comes out. Huzzah! Season 3 is the only one I'm somewhat clueless about. It will be fun. I'm somewhat obsessed with the show, as one knows. So, in honor of the this great, witty show, I shall now choose a great quote to spread the joy that is Gilmore Girls, well, perhaps more than one. :)
"Think about this: cows never wrinkle! . . . the difference between cows and humans is hay! So, I've created a line of skin care products called Hay There!" Kirk
"Kirk, don't cows eat grass, too?" Lorelai
"Well, yes, sometimes, but I couldn't call the product Grass There!" Kirk
Kirk leaves
"We should really serve cocktails around him." Michael
or
"I can't do this." Paris
"What?" Rory
"Date. I'm not genetically set up for it!" Paris
"Not true." Rory
"I get no pleasure out of the prospect or preparation. I'm covered in hives. I've showered four times, and for what? For some guy who doesn't even have the brains to buy a Zagat, so we don't wind up in a resturant that's really just a front for a cocaine laundering ring?" Paris
or
"You found Willy Wonka? On the one hand, I'm glad it was in the rental store. On the other hand, what kind of world do we live in where people don't rent Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory?" Lorelai
or
"Mom, I'm never going to leave again!" Rory
"Ah, that's my emotionally stunted girl!" Lorelai
Okay, that is enough Gilmorisms now. Perhaps later, I'll share the wit again.
Saturday was Stephanie's birthday. We ate at an overly posh resturant at the El Dorado. Chris and I carpooled (it's nice to have someone to carpool with about 2 blocks away), and left before Shani and Stephanie did. Apparently Stephanie's purse was stolen about 30 minutes after we left! And, it had Shani's car keys--who of course had driven them both there! Everything was gone, so it's pretty bad.
The title comes from the song "The Lusty Month of May," from Camelot. I hope that the weather improves about 4000%. I keep thinking positively, but it doesn't seem to work to well. Drat. Too bad Professor Harold Hill's "Think System" didn't really work.
Last night, Jeanne and I had dinner with the Jesses. Yeah for Gladys! She was in Mattress and Carousel with me. The day after we close BATB is when I begin housesitting for them. I'll be housesitting for them for three weeks. Jeanne and I will be staying in a huge house, with a spa, and a great dog for 20 glorious days--right up to graduation! And I'm getting paid. Could life be any better? I think not.
Today is exciting, too. Both Phantom of the Opera and Gilmore Girls Season 3 comes out. Huzzah! Season 3 is the only one I'm somewhat clueless about. It will be fun. I'm somewhat obsessed with the show, as one knows. So, in honor of the this great, witty show, I shall now choose a great quote to spread the joy that is Gilmore Girls, well, perhaps more than one. :)
"Think about this: cows never wrinkle! . . . the difference between cows and humans is hay! So, I've created a line of skin care products called Hay There!" Kirk
"Kirk, don't cows eat grass, too?" Lorelai
"Well, yes, sometimes, but I couldn't call the product Grass There!" Kirk
Kirk leaves
"We should really serve cocktails around him." Michael
or
"I can't do this." Paris
"What?" Rory
"Date. I'm not genetically set up for it!" Paris
"Not true." Rory
"I get no pleasure out of the prospect or preparation. I'm covered in hives. I've showered four times, and for what? For some guy who doesn't even have the brains to buy a Zagat, so we don't wind up in a resturant that's really just a front for a cocaine laundering ring?" Paris
or
"You found Willy Wonka? On the one hand, I'm glad it was in the rental store. On the other hand, what kind of world do we live in where people don't rent Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory?" Lorelai
or
"Mom, I'm never going to leave again!" Rory
"Ah, that's my emotionally stunted girl!" Lorelai
Okay, that is enough Gilmorisms now. Perhaps later, I'll share the wit again.
Saturday was Stephanie's birthday. We ate at an overly posh resturant at the El Dorado. Chris and I carpooled (it's nice to have someone to carpool with about 2 blocks away), and left before Shani and Stephanie did. Apparently Stephanie's purse was stolen about 30 minutes after we left! And, it had Shani's car keys--who of course had driven them both there! Everything was gone, so it's pretty bad.
The title comes from the song "The Lusty Month of May," from Camelot. I hope that the weather improves about 4000%. I keep thinking positively, but it doesn't seem to work to well. Drat. Too bad Professor Harold Hill's "Think System" didn't really work.
April 30, 2005
Who am I?
Interesting to learn this, and since I've already confessed my obsession with personality quizzes, here is yet another.
You are 'Gregg shorthand'. Originally designed to
enable people to write faster, it is also very
useful for writing things which one does not
want other people to read, inasmuch as almost
no one knows shorthand any more.
You know how important it is to do things
efficiently and on time. You also value your
privacy, and (unlike some people) you do not
pretend to be friends with just everyone; that
would be ridiculous. When you do make friends,
you take them seriously, and faithfully keep
what they confide in you to yourself.
Unfortunately, the work which you do (which is
very important, of course) sometimes keeps you
away from social activities, and you are often
lonely. Your problem is that Gregg shorthand
has been obsolete for a long time.
What obsolete skill are you?
It's interesting, and actually, I do see a lot of this in me. Hmm . . .
Tomorrow is Stephanie's birthday! YEAH! Tonight, we're celebrating.
The lyrics come from the song of the same title from Les Miserables.
You are 'Gregg shorthand'. Originally designed to
enable people to write faster, it is also very
useful for writing things which one does not
want other people to read, inasmuch as almost
no one knows shorthand any more.
You know how important it is to do things
efficiently and on time. You also value your
privacy, and (unlike some people) you do not
pretend to be friends with just everyone; that
would be ridiculous. When you do make friends,
you take them seriously, and faithfully keep
what they confide in you to yourself.
Unfortunately, the work which you do (which is
very important, of course) sometimes keeps you
away from social activities, and you are often
lonely. Your problem is that Gregg shorthand
has been obsolete for a long time.
What obsolete skill are you?
It's interesting, and actually, I do see a lot of this in me. Hmm . . .
Tomorrow is Stephanie's birthday! YEAH! Tonight, we're celebrating.
The lyrics come from the song of the same title from Les Miserables.
April 28, 2005
Stumbling all around . . .
Well, good news. My 10 month old niece, Brianna, has survived her first surgery! I think I mentioned the heart condition some time ago. Well, it didn't look promising that it would heal on it's own, so today's surgery closed the valve (I believe) that was causing the heart murmur. My mom called and said everything looked good, and she was even eating. Yeah!!!!!!!!
Janina was awesome last night. Her musical theatre class had the first of three nights of presentations, and each performance is different. She sang "Only in New York" from Thoroughly Modern Millie, "I Still Believe" as a duet with Andie from Miss Saigon, and at the end of the night the whole 40 students sang "Seasons of Love" from Rent. Overall, it was a good show. One of the highlights was Mandy (who's playing one of our Silly Girls in BATB) and some other people sang "Everyone's a Little Bit Racist" from Avenue Q. I was laughing an awful lot at that number! :) Such a funny song. And they played it up. When Nina was singing "Only in New York," I could not stop grinning. I am unbelievably proud of my baby sister and her singing ability. I'm certain that I looked like a fatty dope, but I could care less. She's awesome!
We are loading in at the Community Center this week, so we can finally begin rehearsing on our stage, with our set and drops! Huzzah! Plus, it'll be less gas to get to the C.C. than it is to get to WNCC. I can walk there in less than 10 minutes if I so choose. Provided our icky, inconsistent weather ceases, I may do it, too! I'm sad about my villager costume. I guess the sage and cream washed me out, so now I have to wear another ugly pumpkin orange dress, much like the one I wore in Carousel. Sigh.
These lyrics come from a song called "Stumbling." It was used in the pre-Broadway run of Thoroughly Modern Millie in La Jolla, CA. The tune is actually from the 1920s, but I don't know if the lyrics are the same--I somehow doubt it. Since my post seemed to be fairly erratic, I figured that these lyrics would be most appropriate.
Janina was awesome last night. Her musical theatre class had the first of three nights of presentations, and each performance is different. She sang "Only in New York" from Thoroughly Modern Millie, "I Still Believe" as a duet with Andie from Miss Saigon, and at the end of the night the whole 40 students sang "Seasons of Love" from Rent. Overall, it was a good show. One of the highlights was Mandy (who's playing one of our Silly Girls in BATB) and some other people sang "Everyone's a Little Bit Racist" from Avenue Q. I was laughing an awful lot at that number! :) Such a funny song. And they played it up. When Nina was singing "Only in New York," I could not stop grinning. I am unbelievably proud of my baby sister and her singing ability. I'm certain that I looked like a fatty dope, but I could care less. She's awesome!
We are loading in at the Community Center this week, so we can finally begin rehearsing on our stage, with our set and drops! Huzzah! Plus, it'll be less gas to get to the C.C. than it is to get to WNCC. I can walk there in less than 10 minutes if I so choose. Provided our icky, inconsistent weather ceases, I may do it, too! I'm sad about my villager costume. I guess the sage and cream washed me out, so now I have to wear another ugly pumpkin orange dress, much like the one I wore in Carousel. Sigh.
These lyrics come from a song called "Stumbling." It was used in the pre-Broadway run of Thoroughly Modern Millie in La Jolla, CA. The tune is actually from the 1920s, but I don't know if the lyrics are the same--I somehow doubt it. Since my post seemed to be fairly erratic, I figured that these lyrics would be most appropriate.
April 26, 2005
10 YEARS MORE!!!!!!
It's officially a birthday of sorts for me. My one year anniversary of blogging! An impromptu party is certainly in order!
Okay, I'm back! :) Well, a lot has happened in this year. People I didn't even know a year ago apparently follow my blog. People I didn't know a year ago have become some of my closest friends. I've had joys and I've had disappointments, almost all of which have been documented here. Wow!
I think I like what developments I've made to this blog, and what is still developing. I've changed the look of the blog twice (but I certainly like this one best of all). I have set my blog apart with my musical lyrics as the titles. Occasionally I can be somewhat witty, but more often than not I simply tell what's going on in my life. I may not have the most fascinating life, but I certainly find my life to be at least somewhat interesting. I hope that my readers do as well. I know I don't have a great deal of readers, but that's fine by me. I did start this so that anyone who wants to can keep up with my life, and I'm certain that most of the people who would know me would find it of interest. I highly doubt any stranger would.
Well, the title comes from Les Miserables. I don't know what will happen in the next ten years; or if I'll even keep a blog for the next ten years. Could be interesting. We'll see . . .
Okay, I'm back! :) Well, a lot has happened in this year. People I didn't even know a year ago apparently follow my blog. People I didn't know a year ago have become some of my closest friends. I've had joys and I've had disappointments, almost all of which have been documented here. Wow!
I think I like what developments I've made to this blog, and what is still developing. I've changed the look of the blog twice (but I certainly like this one best of all). I have set my blog apart with my musical lyrics as the titles. Occasionally I can be somewhat witty, but more often than not I simply tell what's going on in my life. I may not have the most fascinating life, but I certainly find my life to be at least somewhat interesting. I hope that my readers do as well. I know I don't have a great deal of readers, but that's fine by me. I did start this so that anyone who wants to can keep up with my life, and I'm certain that most of the people who would know me would find it of interest. I highly doubt any stranger would.
Well, the title comes from Les Miserables. I don't know what will happen in the next ten years; or if I'll even keep a blog for the next ten years. Could be interesting. We'll see . . .
April 25, 2005
Take Me Back to Manhatten . . .
So, I took a quiz. I'll admit, I'm a sucker for fun quizzes. It may be pathetic, but I'm always interested in these things, probably the stupider the better. However, I'm certain that one learns the most insightful things about him or herself once they learn what "Breakfast Omlette" (or whatever else) they are. Seriously, it's kind of funny to see, and learn whether or not I agree with these things. The hardest ones are where I'm torn and must ponder, "Hmm. Would I rather be stranded on an island with a copy of Great Expectations or The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn? What does that say about me?"
I have learned what the top 5 American Cities I should live in are. The cities I am best suited for are, in order of greatest fit to still superior to other choices, as follows: Washington D.C. (70%), New York (60%), Philadelphia (60%), Boston (55%), and Chicago (55%). I'm certain that these were greatly influenced by my desire to live in the Northeast part of the country at some point. Interesting to learn, though.
Take the quiz yourself! See where it is you truly belong. http://www.blogthings.com/americancitiesbestfitquiz/
The title of this post came from the song of the same title in Anything Goes. I am sorry to report that Galena High School, with the exception of Hana (and that is even setting aside my bias), was absolutely lousy. I think the production I was in 10 years ago in Rocky Ford had to be better, and I KNOW that that was a hideous production. At intermission, we theatre folk of WNMTC there to support Hana (Stephanie, Dave and Kenzie Tillet, Marcus, Andie, and I dragged Janina who will be auditioning for their upcoming fall season) got together to chat (but not bash the show in public). Dave asked what I thought of the show. I said, "Well, I think Hana's doing a great job!" It certainly was a painful show.
I have learned what the top 5 American Cities I should live in are. The cities I am best suited for are, in order of greatest fit to still superior to other choices, as follows: Washington D.C. (70%), New York (60%), Philadelphia (60%), Boston (55%), and Chicago (55%). I'm certain that these were greatly influenced by my desire to live in the Northeast part of the country at some point. Interesting to learn, though.
Take the quiz yourself! See where it is you truly belong. http://www.blogthings.com/americancitiesbestfitquiz/
The title of this post came from the song of the same title in Anything Goes. I am sorry to report that Galena High School, with the exception of Hana (and that is even setting aside my bias), was absolutely lousy. I think the production I was in 10 years ago in Rocky Ford had to be better, and I KNOW that that was a hideous production. At intermission, we theatre folk of WNMTC there to support Hana (Stephanie, Dave and Kenzie Tillet, Marcus, Andie, and I dragged Janina who will be auditioning for their upcoming fall season) got together to chat (but not bash the show in public). Dave asked what I thought of the show. I said, "Well, I think Hana's doing a great job!" It certainly was a painful show.
April 23, 2005
Don't Marry Me!
I just read this last night and was laughing hysterically. Please read it. Even if you do not agree with all of it, you will be laughing at tons of it! It's Devon's blog, by the way. talkofsummertime.blogspot.com
The title of the post comes from the same song from Flower Drum Song.
The title of the post comes from the same song from Flower Drum Song.
April 21, 2005
Bianca!
So I didn't want to post until I knew what part I got. They certainly took their time letting us know! Grr. I hate being patient about things like that!
So, Sunday was sort of a strange day on many different levels. First of all was the audition in V.C. We met a man by the name of Bill at the Gold Hill Saloon/Hotel around 1. He sat us down and told us that Katherine had already been pre-cast! :( Actually, Chris had gotten a call from a lady named Michele who was one of the directors and was going to play the Shrew, so I knew when we saw Into the Woods on Saturday (which was pretty good). Bill told us some of their history, and then walked us over to the Gazebo where the play will be performed. He told us their plans for that, and then walked us down to a house where the rehearsals are held. By this time, we'd probably been at our "audition" for about 35-40 minutes. And not yet read. The director, Perry (Michele couldn't come that early), joined us. He asked for our theatre history, and we told him. He then launched into a full out synopsis of the plot. At one point, he forgot Hortensio's name, and I wanted to supply it but was afraid I'd come off as a rude know-it-all. Not the impression I want to start off with. He had Chris read for Petruchio. I had to read for Gremio then. Then, he had me read for Bianca and Chris read Lucentio. He kind of implied that I may get the part of Bianca, and straight out said that he was looking at Chris for Petruchio. They kept saying that they hoped we'd do the show. They seemed a bit apologetic about Kate being pre-cast. Oh, and they said they may be able to pay us! Cool.
After this, we went to the Brewery Arts Center for the concert. It was a classical piano concert, which was very good. I sold the concessions, so for the first time in my entire life, I sold alcohol. Wow. I feel so impressed with myself. The concert went very well, and everyone seemed to enjoy it. I helped Chris put things back. We went into his office to put away the money and such. I was busy with something, so he decided to step into the theatre part to talk to people who were rehearsing for the next play. I walked in when I'd finished my job, and another strange thing happened.
I ran into Dave Josten, whom I've met about twice. We've probably been in each other's company approximately 2 hours of our entire lives. He's an older guy (I'd guess late 50s, early 60s), and fairly friendly. We greeted each other, and he asked if I was an artist. I told him the truth; I can manage basic things, but I wouldn't call myself an artist. This was literally what came out of his mouth, "I play a person cheering for the Cubs in this play [It's called Bleacher Bums]. At one point in the show, I have to take off my shirt, and there has to be a Cubs symbol painted on my stomach. You wanna paint it?" I thought (don't ask me why) that he was kidding, so I said, "Sure!" He wasn't kidding. I had to paint his stomach--and let's just say it's quite ample. It was so bizarre, and I laughed at the sureal experience I was partaking in. They asked if I could come to every rehearsal this week and the performances for the next three weekends to paint Dave--and even offered to put me in the program! I agreed, but it turns out that they don't need me. Phew! It was pretty funny.
So, I've now heard about my part in Shrew. I was cast as Bianca! Chris got Petruchio! The weird thing is that this elusive Michele called Chris to tell him we were both cast, and I have not "officially" heard a thing! We went up to see the show they're doing now last night. It was a lot of improv, and different. They tend to do a lot of original one-acts. Perry was telling us that their shows are rehearsed for about 3 weeks prior to being performed. It wasn't too bad for that, I suppose. Just a weird show. Hmm. At least Shrew is starting rehearsals next month, and being performed in August. Interesting; actually I think it'll be fun. Pretty laid back, which could be fun. We'll see.
The title comes once again from Kiss Me Kate from the song, "Bianca." I hope that the reasoning behind the title will be obvious. If not, please read this post again until you figure it out. ;D
So, Sunday was sort of a strange day on many different levels. First of all was the audition in V.C. We met a man by the name of Bill at the Gold Hill Saloon/Hotel around 1. He sat us down and told us that Katherine had already been pre-cast! :( Actually, Chris had gotten a call from a lady named Michele who was one of the directors and was going to play the Shrew, so I knew when we saw Into the Woods on Saturday (which was pretty good). Bill told us some of their history, and then walked us over to the Gazebo where the play will be performed. He told us their plans for that, and then walked us down to a house where the rehearsals are held. By this time, we'd probably been at our "audition" for about 35-40 minutes. And not yet read. The director, Perry (Michele couldn't come that early), joined us. He asked for our theatre history, and we told him. He then launched into a full out synopsis of the plot. At one point, he forgot Hortensio's name, and I wanted to supply it but was afraid I'd come off as a rude know-it-all. Not the impression I want to start off with. He had Chris read for Petruchio. I had to read for Gremio then. Then, he had me read for Bianca and Chris read Lucentio. He kind of implied that I may get the part of Bianca, and straight out said that he was looking at Chris for Petruchio. They kept saying that they hoped we'd do the show. They seemed a bit apologetic about Kate being pre-cast. Oh, and they said they may be able to pay us! Cool.
After this, we went to the Brewery Arts Center for the concert. It was a classical piano concert, which was very good. I sold the concessions, so for the first time in my entire life, I sold alcohol. Wow. I feel so impressed with myself. The concert went very well, and everyone seemed to enjoy it. I helped Chris put things back. We went into his office to put away the money and such. I was busy with something, so he decided to step into the theatre part to talk to people who were rehearsing for the next play. I walked in when I'd finished my job, and another strange thing happened.
I ran into Dave Josten, whom I've met about twice. We've probably been in each other's company approximately 2 hours of our entire lives. He's an older guy (I'd guess late 50s, early 60s), and fairly friendly. We greeted each other, and he asked if I was an artist. I told him the truth; I can manage basic things, but I wouldn't call myself an artist. This was literally what came out of his mouth, "I play a person cheering for the Cubs in this play [It's called Bleacher Bums]. At one point in the show, I have to take off my shirt, and there has to be a Cubs symbol painted on my stomach. You wanna paint it?" I thought (don't ask me why) that he was kidding, so I said, "Sure!" He wasn't kidding. I had to paint his stomach--and let's just say it's quite ample. It was so bizarre, and I laughed at the sureal experience I was partaking in. They asked if I could come to every rehearsal this week and the performances for the next three weekends to paint Dave--and even offered to put me in the program! I agreed, but it turns out that they don't need me. Phew! It was pretty funny.
So, I've now heard about my part in Shrew. I was cast as Bianca! Chris got Petruchio! The weird thing is that this elusive Michele called Chris to tell him we were both cast, and I have not "officially" heard a thing! We went up to see the show they're doing now last night. It was a lot of improv, and different. They tend to do a lot of original one-acts. Perry was telling us that their shows are rehearsed for about 3 weeks prior to being performed. It wasn't too bad for that, I suppose. Just a weird show. Hmm. At least Shrew is starting rehearsals next month, and being performed in August. Interesting; actually I think it'll be fun. Pretty laid back, which could be fun. We'll see.
The title comes once again from Kiss Me Kate from the song, "Bianca." I hope that the reasoning behind the title will be obvious. If not, please read this post again until you figure it out. ;D
April 16, 2005
So kiss me Kate!
AAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think I posted how I was planning on auditioning for The Taming of the Shrew. I got the flier yesterday just prior to heading to Borders for Educator's Weekend (more details about this soon), and my 25% discounts. The audition is tomorrow--TOMORROW!!!!!! EEK! I wanted to spend some time going through the script several times. Reread the whole play, reread the scenes Katherine is in, copy down exchanges, etc. But now I cannot do this. Drat! I audition earlier than the 2 pm audition time with Chris at 1. There's a piano concert at the BAC, and I'm volunteering. We have to be there not long after 2. Oh, and I don't know if it's going to be performed at the Piper's Opera House, I think Ann may have gotten that wrong. The flier said nothing of this. I'm incredibly nervous about this, since it seems like eons since I've done any Shakespeare. I have done three shows, and always played a woman in authority (Titania, Escalus (Prince in R&J), and Duchess (actually Duke in Othello)). I just want to have a good audition, and if I could play Katherine it would be a dream come true. So, we'll see what happens, even if I can't prepare to my satisfaction.
Borders is wonderful. I've bought the 2nd and 3rd books of the Thursday Next series, The Taming of the Shrew, and A Midsummer Night's Dream. I'm starting Midsummer soon with 7th grade, and I thought I owned Shrew since I taught it last year, but I guess I just used my Complete Works Anthology. I also purchased Bridget Jones's Diary and Into the Woods. I love my discount! I entered the drawing both yesterday and today, and . . . I won! Considering the fact that I NEVER win anything that is solely based on chance, I don't even know why I bother. I've always said that if there are those soda "under the cap" contests where 1 out of every 5 wins, I'm bound to find the 4 that don't. It's pretty pathetic. Anyway, I won one of the bags filled with books and such. There were a couple that seemed okay, but the rest were ridiculous. My personal favorite was one called "Dangerous Curves." A Harlequin type romance with a Special Agent and a NASCAR driver. The quote on the front reads "Agent Blackwell was all woman--and pure steel". It sounds hysterical. I'll have to find an occasion to give this to some deserving person as a joke! :)
The title from this post comes from the song and show Kiss Me Kate. A very funny Cole Porter musical about a theatre company putting on The Taming of the Shrew, where the leads are actually a divorced couple. Funny stuff.
Borders is wonderful. I've bought the 2nd and 3rd books of the Thursday Next series, The Taming of the Shrew, and A Midsummer Night's Dream. I'm starting Midsummer soon with 7th grade, and I thought I owned Shrew since I taught it last year, but I guess I just used my Complete Works Anthology. I also purchased Bridget Jones's Diary and Into the Woods. I love my discount! I entered the drawing both yesterday and today, and . . . I won! Considering the fact that I NEVER win anything that is solely based on chance, I don't even know why I bother. I've always said that if there are those soda "under the cap" contests where 1 out of every 5 wins, I'm bound to find the 4 that don't. It's pretty pathetic. Anyway, I won one of the bags filled with books and such. There were a couple that seemed okay, but the rest were ridiculous. My personal favorite was one called "Dangerous Curves." A Harlequin type romance with a Special Agent and a NASCAR driver. The quote on the front reads "Agent Blackwell was all woman--and pure steel". It sounds hysterical. I'll have to find an occasion to give this to some deserving person as a joke! :)
The title from this post comes from the song and show Kiss Me Kate. A very funny Cole Porter musical about a theatre company putting on The Taming of the Shrew, where the leads are actually a divorced couple. Funny stuff.
April 13, 2005
Thank Goodness!
YEAH!!!!!!!!!! I have officially finished my grading for the third quarter!!!!!!! I just have to transfer the 7th and 8th English grades to the report cards, and I'm officially done with that quarter!!!!!! 3 down, 1 to go--this calls for a serious celebration tonight! :)
Funny student story: I was grading the 8th grade journals and happened across this answer to the prompt, "The story we're reading today has an omniscient narrator. What do you think the word omniscient means?": "I think it is the Latin word for 'Oh no! Not science!'" I was cracking up. I'm sure that if you read a story with an omniscient narrator, you would find an aversion to the study of science throughout the story. Hilarious!
The title comes from the song "For Good" from Wicked. I was going to use the lyrics before, but realize I already had! EEK! Must be on my toes! I'll post them here: "Oh what a celebration we'll have today! Thank Goodness! . . . We couldn't be happier, thank goodness!"
Funny student story: I was grading the 8th grade journals and happened across this answer to the prompt, "The story we're reading today has an omniscient narrator. What do you think the word omniscient means?": "I think it is the Latin word for 'Oh no! Not science!'" I was cracking up. I'm sure that if you read a story with an omniscient narrator, you would find an aversion to the study of science throughout the story. Hilarious!
The title comes from the song "For Good" from Wicked. I was going to use the lyrics before, but realize I already had! EEK! Must be on my toes! I'll post them here: "Oh what a celebration we'll have today! Thank Goodness! . . . We couldn't be happier, thank goodness!"
April 12, 2005
Lots of chocolate for me to eat!
Let me state one thing, and make it very clear: Sherry Lewis is the greatest!!!!!!!!!!! Sherry is our Youth Pastor's wife at HCC. I think she is funny, warm and so very kind. I've thought these things ever since I met her back when we first moved to Nevada in 2000. But she has soared in the ranking of Lynette's favorite people in the last week.
Backing up, in January our church had its annual "Soup Night/White Elephant Gift Exchange." I, as usual, had a great time. I even got to be a returning Dessert Judge, which was a blast. Anyway, Ben Linn (it cracks me up that his parents actually named him this!) was the emcee of the evening, and hilarious as usual. He asked everyone a question prior to picking out their gift. This year, it was "What is your favorite candy bar?" I promptly answered, "Kinder Bueno!" He gave me his look, and a sarcastic remark, so I went into details about the truly scrumptious delight that this candy is. Alas, I've not been able to find it in the U.S.A., which I also noted that night. He said something else funny, and I got my gift. On my way down, Sherry stopped me.
"Lynette, they sell those in Mexico! When the Youth Group goes on their Mission Trip over Spring Break, I'll try to remember to bring you some!"
Sherry pulled through--and bought me five!!!!!!!!!! MMMM! I'm thoroughly enjoying them, and have shared them with people to show the sheer joy a tastebud can experience.
I am also excited for Saturday--the temperature is supposed to be 67 degrees! We had one great week of spring, and then it disappeared. April is supposed to exist for spring weather--and only that! GRR! At least we had that consistently in Exeter! The summers may have reached 115 degrees for three weeks straight, but at least the Central Valley knew what spring was supposed to be like!
Oh! And I just learned a couple of minutes ago from Ann (our students are doing their standarized testing this week--easy for me!) that a group will be putting on The Taming of the Shrew this summer. Not only will it be put on, but it's being done at the Piper Opera House in Virginia City! This theatre is ancient and awesome. It was designed to be like the Ford Theater where Lincoln was shot. Amazing people of theatre have performed there: Mark Twain! John, Lionel, and Ethel Barrymore! Lillian Russell! Sarah Bernhardt! It is rich in theatre history, and I've always wanted to perform there! I may just have to audition. I think that could be a fun show to be in, and with the incentive of that theater I may not be able to resist! How thrilling.
The title of this post is from "Wouldn't it be Loverly," from My Fair Lady. I got to be one of the "special tap dancers" in that number when we did it at NNU. It was fun. The best part was getting to dance with Joel Spencer, though! Hee hee hee. Kami and I thought he was perfection, and she was incredibly jealous watching from the audience! It wasn't much, but it was a point where I got to "shine" a little during that show and defy our horrid director Lane Bottemiller (though his name is fun to say!).
Backing up, in January our church had its annual "Soup Night/White Elephant Gift Exchange." I, as usual, had a great time. I even got to be a returning Dessert Judge, which was a blast. Anyway, Ben Linn (it cracks me up that his parents actually named him this!) was the emcee of the evening, and hilarious as usual. He asked everyone a question prior to picking out their gift. This year, it was "What is your favorite candy bar?" I promptly answered, "Kinder Bueno!" He gave me his look, and a sarcastic remark, so I went into details about the truly scrumptious delight that this candy is. Alas, I've not been able to find it in the U.S.A., which I also noted that night. He said something else funny, and I got my gift. On my way down, Sherry stopped me.
"Lynette, they sell those in Mexico! When the Youth Group goes on their Mission Trip over Spring Break, I'll try to remember to bring you some!"
Sherry pulled through--and bought me five!!!!!!!!!! MMMM! I'm thoroughly enjoying them, and have shared them with people to show the sheer joy a tastebud can experience.
I am also excited for Saturday--the temperature is supposed to be 67 degrees! We had one great week of spring, and then it disappeared. April is supposed to exist for spring weather--and only that! GRR! At least we had that consistently in Exeter! The summers may have reached 115 degrees for three weeks straight, but at least the Central Valley knew what spring was supposed to be like!
Oh! And I just learned a couple of minutes ago from Ann (our students are doing their standarized testing this week--easy for me!) that a group will be putting on The Taming of the Shrew this summer. Not only will it be put on, but it's being done at the Piper Opera House in Virginia City! This theatre is ancient and awesome. It was designed to be like the Ford Theater where Lincoln was shot. Amazing people of theatre have performed there: Mark Twain! John, Lionel, and Ethel Barrymore! Lillian Russell! Sarah Bernhardt! It is rich in theatre history, and I've always wanted to perform there! I may just have to audition. I think that could be a fun show to be in, and with the incentive of that theater I may not be able to resist! How thrilling.
The title of this post is from "Wouldn't it be Loverly," from My Fair Lady. I got to be one of the "special tap dancers" in that number when we did it at NNU. It was fun. The best part was getting to dance with Joel Spencer, though! Hee hee hee. Kami and I thought he was perfection, and she was incredibly jealous watching from the audience! It wasn't much, but it was a point where I got to "shine" a little during that show and defy our horrid director Lane Bottemiller (though his name is fun to say!).
April 08, 2005
Falling, falling . . .
It's been a somewhat strange week on the school front. Many students and teachers were still in China until Tuesday, stayed home on Wednesday, and came back yesterday. The other students were strangely calm; and I blame Daylight Savings. It's been pleasant, though.
Jeanne loved China. She brought me back a very cute teapot. All the teachers and students had good stories to tell; particularly about my grandfather who went on the trip!!!!!!!!!!! He got lost twice, and beat everyone to the top of the Great Wall! Apparently he was also telling stories about me; the sort that all students love to know. Like the way he drew a face on the back of my very bald head as a baby one time. Sigh. Thanks, grandpa. Actually, it is kinda funny. Not the sort of thing I tell my students, but at least I wan't old enough to have it be embarrassing. Mr. Libby bought purses for all the female teachers and ties for each of the male teachers. Oh, and one of my students brought me back a fan! Jeanne loved the gifts that Ann and I got her at Disneyland; a Mickey Mouse mug, and a collection of three types of hot chocolate--that are purple, pink, and blue!
Last night I had my first rehearsal since about mid-March. We took a week off for the college's Spring Break, which was the week prior to the Carson City School District's. We took that week off as well. Anyway, last night we practiced the Battle scene. I am going to be a villager for that scene. So far I have two bits in it: I get "kicked" in the face by a napkin (our can-can dancers), and I get "salt and peppered" in the eyes! Funny. As a result of the kick, the 10 or so of us fall immediately to the ground. I fall on my left side (and yes, the knee occasionally still hurts). I think I'm going to have a fun perma-bruise until a couple of weeks after the show is over. I keep hitting the same place on my upper left thigh when I fall, and it hurts today!
I got to see some of the costumes for the leads last night. They look great! We teased Chris about looking "hot" in his Lumiere costume. Jen looks great as Babette with the feathers and all. All the men were trying on hair pieces, which was pretty amusing. I loved Dave's Cogsworth costume. Denise is really going all out, and the results have been great so far! Yeah for people with an imagination and the skill for sewing like Denise and my mom! I have very little talent there, and would rather (as Kathy sings in The Last Five Years) "Poke out my eyes out with a needle" than sew. I hate doing it, so I really admire those who do. My mom tried countless times when I was a kid, but to no avail.
This has been my week for devotions at school. I knew I wouldn't have a lot of time to make a breakfast, nor did I want anything too complicated. Mornings and I have never been the best of friends. After tutoring, I searched the Internet for an easy and quick breakfast recipe that would feed around 16. It wasn't as simple as I thought it would be, but I did find something that looked easy. I also figured that if it didn't work out, I had my backup--Nancy offered to help me out and bring muffins today. Anyway, I jotted down the recipe and what it required just before I headed off to rehearsal. I decided to shop for the food afterwards.
We got done after 9, so I quickly ran to the Smith's near my apartment. I found the necessary frozen hash browns, cream cheese, and cheddar cheese soup. I could not for the life of me (HA!) find the final ingredient: Cream of Onion Soup (Has anyone ever even heard of it before? I hadn't.). I decided to improvise, and called my mother, the former Home Ec teacher, to see if onion soup mix made with milk would work. She agreed that this may work, so I decided to take a risk.
Last night, around 10, I made the soup. I was really hoping it would work. This morning, I showered, and then headed downstairs to create my breakfast (the name of the recipe escapes me now). I set the oven for 400 as specified, and mixed together the ingredients. Once mixed, I put it in the oven, set the timer for 40 minutes, and prayed that this worked. It was done at 7:30, so I put it in my car and headed to school.
I gave my little devotional for the day, prayed for all of us, and prefaced my breakfast concoction with the story of how it came to be. It smelled good. Mr. Libby affirmed the look of the dish. He gave us our news for the day, and then, Anita stepped forward to try my breakfast. She tasted it and . . . LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah!!!! I'm actually not a bad cook, I just don't do a lot of it. I enjoy doing it, but I seem to lack the time and inclination when I'm in a rush. That, and it's hard to muster up the desire to cook for only one person. Pathetic, I know.
Oh, and congrats to Stephanie for getting the Baker's Wife in Lake Tahoe Community College's production of Into the Woods! I reallyreallyreally wanted to audition, but the opening night is our school's graduation. GRR! I felt bad about asking for that off, particularly as the 8th grade homeroom teacher. Well, I'll probably see it next week when Carson High School puts it on, as well as the LTCC production. This week, it's South Lake Tahoe's production of Anything Goes for me, and the week after next, Galena High School in Reno is doing that same show, too. If I didn't know so many of the kids in these shows, I don't think I'd be hitting them all, but I feel obligated. It seems weird that with so many musicals, that four different places would be doing two of the same show so close together. It's like Macbeth, Carson High School put it on, UNR's putting it on this month, and it's one of the Shakespeare plays at the Lake Tahoe Shakespeare Festival this summer. Why? I don't get it.
The title of this post comes from "It's a Grand Night for Singing," from State Fair. It is in honor of my perma-bruise from the Battle scene. Ouch. It hurts to sit.
Jeanne loved China. She brought me back a very cute teapot. All the teachers and students had good stories to tell; particularly about my grandfather who went on the trip!!!!!!!!!!! He got lost twice, and beat everyone to the top of the Great Wall! Apparently he was also telling stories about me; the sort that all students love to know. Like the way he drew a face on the back of my very bald head as a baby one time. Sigh. Thanks, grandpa. Actually, it is kinda funny. Not the sort of thing I tell my students, but at least I wan't old enough to have it be embarrassing. Mr. Libby bought purses for all the female teachers and ties for each of the male teachers. Oh, and one of my students brought me back a fan! Jeanne loved the gifts that Ann and I got her at Disneyland; a Mickey Mouse mug, and a collection of three types of hot chocolate--that are purple, pink, and blue!
Last night I had my first rehearsal since about mid-March. We took a week off for the college's Spring Break, which was the week prior to the Carson City School District's. We took that week off as well. Anyway, last night we practiced the Battle scene. I am going to be a villager for that scene. So far I have two bits in it: I get "kicked" in the face by a napkin (our can-can dancers), and I get "salt and peppered" in the eyes! Funny. As a result of the kick, the 10 or so of us fall immediately to the ground. I fall on my left side (and yes, the knee occasionally still hurts). I think I'm going to have a fun perma-bruise until a couple of weeks after the show is over. I keep hitting the same place on my upper left thigh when I fall, and it hurts today!
I got to see some of the costumes for the leads last night. They look great! We teased Chris about looking "hot" in his Lumiere costume. Jen looks great as Babette with the feathers and all. All the men were trying on hair pieces, which was pretty amusing. I loved Dave's Cogsworth costume. Denise is really going all out, and the results have been great so far! Yeah for people with an imagination and the skill for sewing like Denise and my mom! I have very little talent there, and would rather (as Kathy sings in The Last Five Years) "Poke out my eyes out with a needle" than sew. I hate doing it, so I really admire those who do. My mom tried countless times when I was a kid, but to no avail.
This has been my week for devotions at school. I knew I wouldn't have a lot of time to make a breakfast, nor did I want anything too complicated. Mornings and I have never been the best of friends. After tutoring, I searched the Internet for an easy and quick breakfast recipe that would feed around 16. It wasn't as simple as I thought it would be, but I did find something that looked easy. I also figured that if it didn't work out, I had my backup--Nancy offered to help me out and bring muffins today. Anyway, I jotted down the recipe and what it required just before I headed off to rehearsal. I decided to shop for the food afterwards.
We got done after 9, so I quickly ran to the Smith's near my apartment. I found the necessary frozen hash browns, cream cheese, and cheddar cheese soup. I could not for the life of me (HA!) find the final ingredient: Cream of Onion Soup (Has anyone ever even heard of it before? I hadn't.). I decided to improvise, and called my mother, the former Home Ec teacher, to see if onion soup mix made with milk would work. She agreed that this may work, so I decided to take a risk.
Last night, around 10, I made the soup. I was really hoping it would work. This morning, I showered, and then headed downstairs to create my breakfast (the name of the recipe escapes me now). I set the oven for 400 as specified, and mixed together the ingredients. Once mixed, I put it in the oven, set the timer for 40 minutes, and prayed that this worked. It was done at 7:30, so I put it in my car and headed to school.
I gave my little devotional for the day, prayed for all of us, and prefaced my breakfast concoction with the story of how it came to be. It smelled good. Mr. Libby affirmed the look of the dish. He gave us our news for the day, and then, Anita stepped forward to try my breakfast. She tasted it and . . . LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah!!!! I'm actually not a bad cook, I just don't do a lot of it. I enjoy doing it, but I seem to lack the time and inclination when I'm in a rush. That, and it's hard to muster up the desire to cook for only one person. Pathetic, I know.
Oh, and congrats to Stephanie for getting the Baker's Wife in Lake Tahoe Community College's production of Into the Woods! I reallyreallyreally wanted to audition, but the opening night is our school's graduation. GRR! I felt bad about asking for that off, particularly as the 8th grade homeroom teacher. Well, I'll probably see it next week when Carson High School puts it on, as well as the LTCC production. This week, it's South Lake Tahoe's production of Anything Goes for me, and the week after next, Galena High School in Reno is doing that same show, too. If I didn't know so many of the kids in these shows, I don't think I'd be hitting them all, but I feel obligated. It seems weird that with so many musicals, that four different places would be doing two of the same show so close together. It's like Macbeth, Carson High School put it on, UNR's putting it on this month, and it's one of the Shakespeare plays at the Lake Tahoe Shakespeare Festival this summer. Why? I don't get it.
The title of this post comes from "It's a Grand Night for Singing," from State Fair. It is in honor of my perma-bruise from the Battle scene. Ouch. It hurts to sit.
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