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Saturday, June 29, 2002
Ouch.
I was supposed to get up at 9 and be at the theatre at 11, so I could finish up my preparations for the auditions we're having today at 12. I live 45 minutes away from the theatre.
I woke up at 11:34.
Not only did I not have time to finish up all the work I needed to do, I didn't even have time to get there before they started. I called, and everyone else finished all the stuff (without some of the extra organization I was going to do...oh well) and I'm happily about to go to another meeting at 1.
I think it was God's way of telling me that I needed a day away from the theatre. Not an impossibility. I haven't had a day off from there since June 1.
But still. I feel guilt.
6/29/2002 12:11:00 PM link
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Friday, June 28, 2002
Rejection!
No, not mine. But you have to call this number. It's really funny:
310.495.5412
It's the official rejection line that you give to people that you don't want to talk to. The Amy gave me the downlow...she has to fight off all kinds of undesirable suitors. That's how it is being a beauty queen.
6/28/2002 11:38:00 PM link
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A Falafal Does Not a Snack Make
I just went to a party (featuring semi-famous Hollywood actor) that had Middle-Eastern food. That's fine to have in addition to regular snack-y goodness, but as a main spread, I find it to be inappropriate.
There were also these little tiny pieces of chicken, which were very tasty. But I wanted more. I wanted the whole plate, because I was hungry. But apparently, you're only supposed to take a few to eat with your pita and hummus.
Stupid.
So now I'm home (after a brief hello to SFHA...it's old hat now...weird) and I'm starving, but I still don't have any food in the house. And I should really go to bed, because I have a lot of stuff to do tomorrow, and LIJ is finally moving up. And the house is messy. Really messy.
A falafal is not enough to give me the energy to stay up and clean. Not even with Tahini sauce, or whatever it's called.
6/28/2002 11:21:00 PM link
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Wednesday, June 26, 2002
J To Tha L-O
So last weekend there was a party at the home of Helsinki S. and the chiropractors. The chiropractors were fun as usual, but their friends (whom we had never met...surprise! chiropractors that we don't know!) were less fun. Helsinki was a good time, and supplied us with some other good time friends.
One of whom looked just like J-Lo.
And we all know how much I love J-Lo.
Luckily, this J-Lo look-alike (except shorter -- rock!) took a shining to me, either through the effects of too much wine, or the fact that it was dark outside, or perhaps my hair complemented my old-skool gap camp shirt. Whatever the reason, it was an enjoyable (and completely gentlemanly) evening.
Now here's the rule. No one is allowed to ask for updates. I'll give them to you if they come, but if not, then it was just an evening of pumping up Micky's esteem, and nothing more. That means you too, Mom and Dad...
There have been flirtations in the past...but none of them looked like J-Lo. Sigh.
6/26/2002 01:01:00 AM link
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Tuesday, June 25, 2002
Survey
Should I do a little redesigning? I think it's about time...
Thoughts?
6/25/2002 01:09:00 AM link
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Sunday, June 23, 2002
Micky Is...
I'm stealing this from Nancy because it's fun. And there's some good stuff on there. What you do is go go google and type in "your name is", obviously replacing the your name part with your particular name. Or your cat's name. Whatev. It still works
So here's what I found...
Micky is slightly taken aback but recovers quickly.
When Micky is beaten up by a hood named Tony Ferano, Michael persuades him to report it to the police. (I didn't know I had a run-in with a street thug...)
Micky is a full time professional entertainer who has been performing magic to delighted audiences for over 20 years. (Cool! I must have been really young when I started all the magic...)
I think Micky is the young sexy one and I'm the old codger. (Well, if you're an old codger, then this might be true. Although I doubt it.)
Micky is carving out a fantastic reputation for himself as a manager. (Apparently I carve too. Cool!)
Around on the rave scene since 1987, Micky is on one of pioneers from the early days and still smashes up the place where ever he goes. (After all, I do take it to the people...)
Micky is working on represent more than five miles of trout streams and other ecologically important coldwater streams. (It's important to have a cause. Mine just happens to be trout.)
The one thing you get from Micky is that whoever plays and wears the shirt must give 100%. (See? I'm inspirational!)
Micky is going to be put in a residential institution. (Hmm.)
Micky is unappealing, both physically and personality-wise, but he is married to a smart, beautiful blonde. (Harsh.)
Micky is the god of sexyness. (It's sad these two people can't agree...)
Micky is one of my favorite people on earth! (Aww....thanks!)
6/23/2002 10:26:00 PM link
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Hmm.
You like how the DSL is back, but that doesn't make me post? Yeah, me too.
6/23/2002 09:46:00 AM link
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Friday, June 21, 2002
Oh Good Sweet Lord in Heaven
Someone must be smiling upon me, because the DSL is back. Thank god.
6/21/2002 12:22:00 AM link
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Thursday, June 20, 2002
Oh Look...
Micky's complaining again. Maybe if people wouldn't do me wrong, this would be a much happier site. But then, this raises the question, "Would it be as much fun?"
I think not.
Besides, I really shouldn't complain today, when I blew off the afternoon to go to a Cubs game with some of the chiropractors. And I'm not even going in tomorrow. There's going to be a rumble that I don't care to witness, so I'm just "working from home". Which means that I may actually get some unpacking done. And I might get to buy some food so I can stop eating Boston Market. (To be fair, I was on my way to the grocery store today when I was waylaid by the free Cubs ticket, so I would have gone...)
I think that's all for tonight. I'm sleepy. And tomorrow, maybe I'll tell you [insert scary music...] the terrible story of the bug in the booth....
How's that for enticement?
6/20/2002 12:19:00 AM link
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Wednesday, June 19, 2002
Bitches.
There are so many. Here's today's list.
1) Ameritech: who say that "your DSL due date is the 24th." To which I reply, "No it isn't. It's today. I need it now." And then they say, "How about Friday?" Fine. Just give it to me. Now leave me alone.
2) Audiogalaxy: who may be gone. That's the buzz around the web. Unfortunate, since they were my favorite download site.
3) Adults who act like 3rd graders: I can't be too specific (work and all...don't forget about Heather), but let's just say that when grown professionals start talking to the person next to them during announcements and you have to get their attention at least three times in five minutes, there is something wrong with them.
4) The people who invented dial up modems.
5) Microware: where it was a big tax exemption hassle this morning, resulting in a half hour of standing and waiting.
6) Sprint: who decided to give me no signal in Evanston, and to completely ruin my signal a half mile from home. I don't know if I even have a signal now.
7) Time in general for running out, and making me work until 11:00 when the building closed. And then for making me work into the wee hours of the night. (It's not wee yet, but I have a lot to do, so I forsee the wee hours approaching...)
Sigh. I've wasted a lot of time complaining. It happens.
6/19/2002 12:22:00 AM link
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Monday, June 17, 2002
Micky's Adoring Fans
The DSL should be here tomorrow, and now that I've finished the biggest of my two shows (and the biggest show I've ever done), I seem to be more in the mood to blog again. It's not that it was a terrible experience and I couldn't bring myself to write about it, and it's not as if I worked 'round the clock and had no time. I could have posted at work once in a while while eating some cookies or something. Blogging just became something else that caused stress, and I so don't need that. But now there's a huge weight that's been lifted from my shoulders and I feel like writing.
What I just finished, for those of you not in the know, was a 16 day run of 20 7-minute plays. We did ten each night, and all 20 on weekends. There were 20 directors, 68 actors, 5 designers, and a crew of 6 every night. And I, as the stage manager, had to make it all work. Many times, people asked me how I did it, and I honestly answered them, "I don't know." When you put it down on paper, it seems almost impossible to handle. But with the help of a few excel spreadsheets and a lot of peanut butter cups, I got through it with a happy feeling of accomplishment.
Last night was the closing, and we did all 20 shows and had a party and an awards ceremony. There have been parties other nights, but I always wanted to get out of there, so I never went. Last night, the mood was so good for everyone that I stayed for a while. It helped that people kept bringing me candy and telling me how wonderful I am (but you all already knew that...) and that there was much cheering after they announced my name at the awards ceremony. It kind of made all the stress for the last three weeks worth it.
It also helped that I got a free t-shirt and a nice fatty paycheck. Yeah. Daddy has a car payment to make.
6/17/2002 11:30:00 AM link
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Saturday, June 08, 2002
75 Actors, 21 Productions, 20 Directors, 7 Designers, 2 Theatres and 1 New Apartment filled with Still-Packed Boxes
I hope that conveys the amount of busy that I've been this week. Sometimes I wonder why I took on these projects, and then I remember.
Money.
Right. Need some of that.
I've been driving back and forth from Evanston to the southern tip of the north side of Chicago (that's a long way...) every day for a week now. I spent $2600 of the theatre's money to buy a new lighting system. I have to deal with actors who, upon not finding a pencil right next to the sign in sheet, decide that they can go out and smoke instead of finding either me, or more easily...a pencil. I spent a half hour watching Indian music videos, because I don't have cable at the new place yet. And I have to come up to the theatre whenever I want to check my e-mail, because the DSL doesn't come into my house until the 18th. Not cool.
I'm not asking for any pity, just some understanding about the lack of posting. And I'm going to go out on a limb and say that next week is going to be equally dry. But check back on the 18th. I'll be doing a lot of computer work that week, so I should be blogging again. Then I can upload pictures and we'll have a good time and take it to the people once more.
Rock.
6/08/2002 02:59:00 PM link
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Monday, June 03, 2002
Monday
I'm finished with the tech extravaganza (12 hours Saturday, 15 hours yesterday) and I've finished some work for the other show. And my new apartment still rocks. So it's a good day.
Although it would be better if I knew where anything was in my apartment. It's all still in bags and boxes and in big piles on the floor. And I have no phone yet. Or internet. Which is why I'm posting at the office.
But I have nothing to write, since I think my brain is also packed in a box. Give me a few days, maybe I'll take some pictures or something.
6/03/2002 11:16:00 AM link
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Saturday, June 01, 2002
Ha.
If you had told me that I would be up at 5 am this morning, I would have laughed in your face.
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