Going Back


No, this post is not about deportation. Before I get to the fun news, I have to mention that today is the first time since I got my new furniture that I actually spent some time out in the living room watching TV, eating dinner, and grading papers. It was kind of fun, and seemed so surrealistically normal. The degenerates upstairs were even quiet. This may be a constant thing now.


Rehearsal was fun, and it royally kicked my ass again. I am just hurting all over. Last night I went over to the cast house and we wacthed the boot I have of the show as well as Freaks and Chained for Life. The movies left something to be desired but what cracked my ass up were the farting noises Gaelen and Jon were making all night in sync with actions and looks in the movie. I have never laughed so hard for so long in my entire life. Erick and I also got to talking about theatre and I quickly became jealous when I found out he worked with Donna McKechnie in the Papermill Follies. He has done so many cool things, he truly is an inspiration as are the other cast members in the show who came down from NY. I just love this whole provcess and how inspired I am becoming by the director. I truly respect him and what he does.


Watched The Emperor's New Groove and laughed my ass off. Eartha Kitt is hysterical. The whole movie is just so witty and funny. This is a must buy on DVD.


Ok, now to the going back news. I went for a meeting on Friday with Kim Krege who took over the drama club at Countryside from the EDBQ. I did not knwo what to expect. It was so odd going back, but it was nice to see the kids again as well as the newcomers. Kim and I had a great conversation and we are totally on the same page with our ideas. I am looking forward to seeing what will happen with this partnership. I intend to not do some things that I know screwed up the situation before (see...I DO know how to accept blame when necessary). As shallow as this sounds, it will be nice to get a little extra dough to pay bills and keep a roof over my head. Only time can tell....well...how philpofuckinsophical of me.

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