I thought I would mention that while I was standing on the line during the show tonight, I looked out at the audience and I couldn't help but notice this: a man, sitting in the third row, looking like a respectable theater goer in (almost) every sense of the word, with his glasses and his nicely pressed button down shirt and um, a pair of long, pointy elf ears framing his face.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Okay, this is something my friend PJ brought to my attention and I just had to share it, because I find it so funny...
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Hi. Welcome to my writing space. Maybe I should make this clear: this is my blog. A dear friend of mine, Anthony, usually says one word when asked, say, what kind of sandwich he is eating: mine. Or you might say, What kind of jacket is that? And he is quick to say, mine. We get a good laugh at this, since he is joking, but the truth is that sometimes you do have to be clear about ownership, certain about boundaries.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Tonight while I was walking home from the subway, it started to snow. As in winter time, as in winter wonderland, as in the earth starts over with a nice clean white slate. Or something like that.
Monday, October 27, 2008
I am exhausted. And I now have funny money that is colorful and single coins that equal 2 whole dollars. Oh, I also cannot text or talk on the phone so much...For five. whole. weeks. Yikes.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
We are leaving Cleveland. Finally. I don't mean to offend any of you who might read this blog and be from Cleveland, but honestly, it has been the most difficult stop so far.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Me: Uh, babe? Nice pic of you and Tally's...ears...but I was hoping for a shot that included both your ears, you know, for the full effect.
Me: Huh. Interesting psychopath impersonation there, but I still cannot see both piercings!
Drew: (getting just a tad bit exasperated at this point) Alright, lemme try again...
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Back when my mom bathed her in sinks, that is. My mom doesn't do that anymore though...Too bad.
See, Jenna is a very special gift for my family. In fact, she is to date the most amazing party favor anybody has ever received in the history of party favors.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Sometimes you meet a person who helps restore your hope for humanity.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Okay, it's official, I have another gig.
Monday, October 20, 2008
It's funny how so many people sort of hate Mondays and what they usually stand for--back to work, the end of a free weekend--while I LOVE Mondays. They are my one free, totally-up-to-me day of the week. Sometimes I think I might like Sunday nights even better; the anticipation of a great thing weighing even stronger with me than the thing itself, but still Mondays are pretty darn near lovely.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
While standing on the line tonight, I literally thought to myself, Not so much is going on right now, maybe I will take a night off from blogging.
Friday, October 17, 2008
I didn't mean to. Honest.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
And you can't very well be in A Chorus Line, without showing this, right? And (she tries to act all nonchalant, but is actually very excited...) you might have seen this same photo on a billboard. You know, one of those really big advertisement things that are hovering over highways...? Oh, you're familiar with the concept of a billboard? Right, of course.
This is from the National Tour of the Will Rogers Follies. I am dead center, on the top stair. Did I mention that I did a show for almost a year on stairs?! Yeah...And for any of you who are country music fans, Larry Gatlin is shown here downstage center as our Will:
Quick story about that show: At our opening in TX we were enthusiastically giving it during the seemingly endless tap extravaganza that was the top of our show. We were all on the stairs tapping and singing when, in the space of about a minute, three of us went down. Either from our chaps getting caught on the stairs or just from plain falling, we lost some of the ensemble. From the audience's perspective it must have looked like there was a sniper in the house. I wouldn't have been surprised if they had taken cover, too.
And here is the gang, during the 4th montage, about to go into our nervous breakdown on stage. Most of us really like this part of the show because we get to yell whatever we want and have temper tantrums, respectively, on stage. Awesome, right? And this is my job!!!
And here we are in our backyard at my L.A. digs. I would like to point out that I am really helping these spindly-armed, out of shape, weak excuses of men that happen to be friends of mine in the cast. It's a very good thing I was there...
In addition, I will say that Jay (the one directly in front of me) is helping maybe just a tad bit more than I am. But not by much, not by much.
Making the face that pretty much only I can make. It's a way I have of plugging my nostrils with my lips. And get this--I swim that way! I never need to hold my nose or wear nose plugs or nothin! It might be very strange looking, but hey, it gets the job done.
Wine Country, USA. Riding in style outside San Fran, and I am rocking albino-white skin for some reason. Jealous?!?!
In the back of the corvette I surprised Drew with in San Diego. I am wearing Drew's pin-striped jacket and Anthony is showing you a dangerously low-cut shirt. Gabi is to my left and John is giving you face over Anthony's shoulder like he's on the cover of a magazine (maybe because he has been on the cover of a magazine!),
One more thing: Today I found myself lost at the bottom of my friend Derek's apartment complex here in Cleveland. Contributing factors to my wandering was that the bottom of the apartment complex is a strip mall as well as being adjacent to a college, with connecting hallways and everything. I mean, sure I had been there just last night, up in one of the apartments, but come on--that was like 12 hours ago!
Sorry I couldn't post last night; sometimes blogger doesn't believe that it's me--even though I use the same exact password and user name--and so won't allow me to post.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
I think yesterday may have been my worst travel day ever.
Monday, October 13, 2008
So, in honor of one of my favorite blogs , I am incorporating something of hers (at least for this week): Not Me Monday!
- While singing my one big number in A Chorus Line, I did not forget the last word that I have to belt out, bringing the song home. Although the entire duet is about me singing and is in fact titled Sing, and that one word I had to sing at the end was, well, sing, I most certainly did not just wail out the word La! And right at the button of the number I did not hear a fellow cast member whisper La? to another cast member in complete incredulity. And I certainly didn't have to stifle laughter at my own faux pas. Nope, not me!
- I did not fake a "hamstring issue" with stage management in order to allow my understudy to do the show for her family and friends in her hometown. I also did not loose a little sleep, due to my anxiety over lying, reminding myself over and over again that it was for the greater good--much like the people who lied about hiding Jews during the holocaust. I didn't go through any of that because it didn't happen.
- I did not then go to a haunted house the same night of said "hamstring issue," allowing my stage manager to find out about my excursion and even question me about it. He did not pointedly ask me how I attended the haunted house with my "hamstring issue" and I did not scramble to lamely answer, Ah...I'm pretty sure the adrenaline was good for my hamstring...I mean, it didn't happen--but if it had, I would have come up with a much better reply than that.
- At that same haunted house, I did not have to cheat by refusing to enter an abandoned school bus and instead jump the ropes, run into the woods and around the bus, and meet all my friends on the other side of it. I was not absolutely terrified when I saw the supposedly deceased bus driver jump to life and then brandish a chain saw and start chasing my friends. First of all, I wasn't at the haunted house and second of all it's all make believe. So no way did I just skip the bus altogether; nope, not me!
- I did not only take 2 showers this week. That would be gross. But if I did (which I didn't), I would have made sure to put deodorant on everyday, thereby marginalizing the grossness. But it didn't happen, remember?
- I did not kill a spider and then accidentally allow it to slip out of the tissue paper and fall into my purse. And I do not still have a creeped-out feeling in the pit of my stomach because I never did recover it's body.
- I did not, upon discovering that my computer was coughing and spluttering, but not quite kicking into gear, lay hands on it and pray as if it were an actual person. And God did not, in turn, heal it.
- I did not go into a candy store this week and get overly excited at recognizing my favorite, usually-only-seasonal brand of jelly-beans for sale, not even in their trademark bag. I was not able to recognize them right away, turn around and ask the salesman if these were indeed Just Born jellybeans. He did not look torn somewhere between wanting to hire me because I was that good a candy connoisseur and thinking that I should maybe get out more because I was a little crazy and obsessed with something as trivial as a jelly bean. And he most certainly did not have to call the owner of the store from the back just to confirm to me that they were what I thought they were before I would commit to buying them.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
I don't know, there's something about a Sunday matinee in Greenville that brought out the crazies to gather around the stage door today.