The Ring of Fire

My job is stressful...sigh.

-I have been rather depressed lately and I guess it is the new enviroment that has finally caught up with me. I moved here so abruptly that I did not take everything in.

-I have only made 4 friends up here and my cell phone bill is probably going to be a killer because I have been calling a few Indiana friends weekly to check in.

-I jumped into a hot tub with all my clothes on when I was drunk and soaked my ipod. Fail.

-Bought a new ipod the followng week. Win.
 

I arrived in Ithaca two weeks ago and...

I love the job. I love the people. I love my boss. I love my house and box office managers. I love our company management team who I share a office with.

What I needed was a reminder of why I love theatre. I had forgotten. The past 2 years have not been the happiest for me theatrically. Though I have had amazing opportunities (Rhaps, Lincoln Amp, John B, Midsummer to name a few), I have also been kicked like a dog more times than I should have let happen. That is my fault for expecting the best in people and for not knowing my limits. That being said, the Hangar Theatre has restored my faith in what a theatre can be for a community and what it can be for it's patrons as well as what it can be for the people who work there. It is magical.

Jeannine is a saint. I am just saying. She is one of God's better people.

 

1. I am now employed for a 4 month contract with the Hangar Theatre in Ithica, New York.
2. I make the move from Indy to Ithica this weekend.
3. I also now have health insurance, which according to my friend Nash, makes me president of awesomeland.
4. All this happened within the last 8 hours.

How is that for grabbing adulthood by the balls? I am so excited and so scared at the same time.

I can never escape my theatrical resume---Dr. House sings "The Trolley Song" around the hospital now. Fine timing Fox Network.

I applied for a music directorship in Texas---why? Because Joesph and the Amazing Techicolored Dreamcoat is the easiest score known to man.

I graduated.


Now what....Let's find out.

 

I hate it when I am misunderstood. I hate it more when it is a deliberate misunderstanding. It stops being my fault when people make mountains out of molehills.

People suck.

I TOOK MY LAST FINAL EVER

Yesterday----read through Elements of Music book for 3 hours. Then another 2 more on my critique.

Today---2 hours on critique. Another 4 hours on Enviromental Conservation.

I refuse to let this week kick my ass.  SEE VID BELOW

 

If I were a pirate, I would want to be Cyril Ritchard.  The rhyme scheme for this song is rather outstanding too.

This stuff brings me back---good times.

 

Why do they subject Presidents to this Easter Bunny BS?!?!?! They always end up taking a ridiculously hilarious picture!!!!

Dear Kal Penn and FOX network,

What the hell? I approve of your career choice, but an online memorial service for a fictional character is a wee bit bizarre for my taste.
 

Regards,

A Confused Person.

 

 

I want this done to my eyes soooooooo bad.

I rocked my audition. I do not know if I got anything. We will see.

In 4 weeks, I will have a bachelors degree.

I hate the Banjo Song.
I have been sick and was high on cold meds at rehearsal yesterday. I am surprised anything got done. According to the director, I sound like the Ma Joad from The Grapes of Wrath.

Anyone know how to make some extra money besides selling plasma ad prostitution?

I should not be as excited about MoRocca accepting my friend request on youtube.

So I had a dream a couple days ago and the dialogue went like like:

Mom- Paige. I wasn't honest with you when I told you who your father was.

Me- What?

Mom- Dennis Quaid is your real dad.

Me- Does that mean the crazy guy from Independence Day is my uncle?

Mom- Yes, Paige. It does.

I woke myself laughing---it was pretty awesome

This was the scariest picture of Quaid I coudl find.

A kid from my high school who was tortured in the halls was murdered in his home today.
He was pudgey kid and they would throw coins at him and make him dance for his lunch money. One of the football coach english teachers threw money at him too to get a laugh about it from the jock favorites. Only me and Adam P. noticed there was something wrong with that kind of thing. The kid had it hard.

We should all be more kinder from now on.

There were at least 7 Chris Noth look-a-alikes at the audition I went to today. Hilarious...
 

Assassins closed to a sell out crowd. It was a great success and a wonderful experience.

A John Wilkes Booth expert was at Barnes and Nobles giving a seminar and was signing his book, so me and our J-Dub and Squeeky sat in on his lecture and offered him a free comp ticket----we are cool like that.

 

( Assassin-shenanigins )( Assassin-shenanigins )( Assassin-shenanigins )( Assassin-shenanigins )( Assassin-shenanigins )

I had a nervous breakdown yesterday.
- I have a recital next week that I am stressing out about.
- I will be playing my first Sondheim show in public.
- I am carrying Mars, Venus and Jupiter behind me.

I was freaking out.

BUT...ASSASSINS OPENED LAST NIGHT AND IT WAS AMAZING.
This is proof that little theaters can do big things and be successful.
 

I gave blood at the plasma center and one of the attendents who stuck me looked like Dexter.

Sorry F- list, I suck.

I have been uber busy with a lot of stuff.
1. Assassins and playing that score all the time.

2. Sound designer for Master Harold and the Boys.

3. Preparing work for my concert recital next month.
 

Ear Candy
Little Man, You've Had a Busy Day- Sarah Vaughan.

I have never been prouder of a group of actors than I am with Preston, Donald and Josh. This is probably the best show I have ever seen done at the university, and one of the most socially important. I could not do what those boys did tonight. I have been so blessed to have been apart of the process and I hope we all on technical staff made those boys look good up there.