Lazy Sunday

I did nothing today. It felt so good. I laid around, caught up on Top Chef, read my Entertainment Weekly, basically just lived the dream the whole day. My hands smell like garlic and I love it. Yay for having time to cook real food. Sometimes I wish I lived by myself because of days like today. But then I think about Home Alone and how it could happen to me and I reconsider. "Keep the change ya filthy animal."

I'm still looking for jobs. It could be anything from summer stock theatre to working on a cruise ship. How weird would that be? I'm casting a wide net so we'll see what shakes out. Maybe Massachusetts, maybe New York, maybe the ocean. We'll see. 

I have tomorrow off since it's President's Day, only the greatest holiday EVER. I'm going to spend the day writing my Warm Up Talk Irish with Kelly. Basically I'll be teaching patrons how to do an Irish dialect since the next play we're doing is set in Baldoyle, Ireland. Throw in a few Lucky Charms jokes and I'll have 'em begging for more. I think it'll turn out to be really cool. Here's hoping at least a few people are interested. 

I finally got to see The Importance of Being Ernest. I severely love this play. It is awesome and makes me want to have a fake identity for when I'm in the country versus in town. Read it, watch it, love it.

The stimulus package excludes theatres. This is complete crap. We are so much more important than highway beautification. Lame, lame, lame.

L O S T is still the best show on television. Why are you denying it? Embrace your inner geek. I want to go to Hawaii and watch them shoot it. MAYBE I SHOULD GET A JOB THERE. It hurts being so cool. 

Never Ditch Your Wing Man

My godparents kind of beat the crap out of your godparents. They got in town today and we are already owning this city. I gave them a tour of the Rep and educated them on how theatre actually is a business and not just gay people running around lisp-ing. Then we ate at the 5 Spot cafe and my uncle said, "I didn't come to Seattle to eat food inspired by Texas." Damn straight sir. One organic coffee and plate of scallops to go for this guy. Then we went to my apt and within seconds were planning out the rest of their weekend here. They don't wait for anything. Because we were worried about them crashing early (what with the time difference and traveling) they went back to their hotel to take a nap before we hit the town. (This was a brilliant plan on our part. Word up to a good re-rack.)

Once they woke up from their coma we drove to Kirkland with their passive aggressive GPS. Turn right. No my right. Ugh. Recalculating because you're an idiot. I've never been to see stand up comedy so we went to the Laugh Spot and saw three people perform. First guy=I don't care if you were on Last Comic Standing. You weren't good. The second guy was better. He was only mildly awkward and had a few one-liners. But when the headliner came out it was awesome. Completely worth the price of admission. He tore into every one and thing. I might need to stalk him online and make him my new obsession. He was HILARIOUS.

Nursing our buzz from the delicious Root Beer and Vanilla Vodka drinks (i know, right?) we decided to head back to the Seattle Center, ditch the car, and hit another bar. Remember when I said that my godparents ruled? Yeah, I meant it. We went to Chopsticks, the Dueling Piano Bar. Upon hearing the name of the bar, my ever so Indiana-native uncle said, "Chopsticks? That sounds Chinese." Hilarious. We requested songs by Meat Loaf and Bob Seger and watched a graphic PG 13 rated sign language version of Joy to the World. It was amazing. These two people are cracking me up and I can't wait to see what we do next. They are just so willing to do whatever comes our way. Must be the Andrews genes. Whenever someone from my mom's side of the family visits, I'm guaranteed a good time. 

My uncle also wanted to know: why Seattle is so liberal and why the pedestrians think that they can just walk into the street whenever they want.  Touche.

WISHES!!!

Wish for humanity: That Beatles music will be available on iTunes

Wish for my sanity: That people will stop doing "25 things about me" lists on Facebook. I'm over it.

Wish for the weather: To not have it rain the entire time my godparents are in town.

Wish for the bathtub: That it will clean itself.

Wish for the future: That I can get a theatre job in Seattle.

Wish for when that doesn't pan out: That I can get a job somewhere.

Wish for when that also doesn't pan out: That I don't have to sell plasma to make a living. 

What I've Been Working On

Here is the latest Ednotes which is very bizarre but also charming. I hope.

And I also wrote a blog entry about a decade ago on the Rep's page, so take a gander at that. 

We'll be pumping out more videos soon and I hope to write more on the Rep's blog, so I'll try to keep this as updated as I can. 

I'm currently recovering from working until 3am last night for Play Date at the Rep. It was exhausting to say the least but was a pretty good time. I made at least 5 black friends, so that's awesome. And we ate ribs at like 1:30 in the morning which is always a good idea. 

I'm going to go hop on a ferry for the day, find time to work on my resume and try to figure out some plans for when my godparents are in town. Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop to look around once in a while, you could miss it. 

Barackolli and an Obama Mama To Go

5:13 am My alarm goes off. This is dumb. I'm very angry at my phone for making noise. But I get out of bed because I know that I have to. It's Inauguration Day, baby, and this ho's got places to be.

5:30 am Michael picks me up at my apt. He doesn't say anything when I get in the car, he just shoves a camera in my face and snaps a shot. The horribly proof is on Facebook. Thanks for documenting how truly unfortunate I can look early in the morning. 

5:35 am Met up with a group of friends and we start walking downtown to the Paramount theatre. It is cold and my teeth are chattering. We pass another intern's apt and yell, "If you can hear us, jump out of your window." Delirium has obviously set in. The fog is really think over the whole city and whenever we see other people walking around they look like zombies. Are they zombies? Probably Obambies. 

6:03 am We reach the theatre. There isn't a huge line yet but we're about 150 people back. The theatre can seat 4,000 so getting there this early was obviously not required. I didn't want to be too bitter about this fact so I kept it to myself. Meanwhile we were shouting at the other people in line like we were back in Vegas. Imagine an MTV Spring Break house and you'll get the idea.

6:17 am I yell at a man, "Hey denim, back of the line." It is rude to cut lines, especially if you're wearing a denim coat. 

6:45 am I can't feel my toes. To quote Step by Step, "Either there's a rock in my shoe or my big toe just fell off."

7:04 am They finally let us in to the theatre. I get some free Tazo Tea samples from a Starbs employee and then someone else chucked two gingersnap-ish type cookies in my hand. Whatever, I was about to eat that rock in my shoe so I inhaled them. We get seats right in the middle of the theatre about 20 rows back. Perfect. Komo 4 news was there and we make fools of ourself to be seen on TV. Sorry you had to put up with us, Seattle.

7:04-10:11am We sit and boo as Bush and Cheney walk across the screen, stand up and cheer whenever there is a glimpse of Obama, Michelle, the Bidens, Obama girls, or that hot Chief of Staff Rahm Emanuel, we cry when Aretha sings and scratch our heads at the lame images that ABC Google-Earthed for the news feed, and listen with rapt attention as Obama gives his first speech as President. It is absolutely amazing and made every minute up until now completely worth it. It's hard not to feel apart of something bigger when you see the shots of DC packed wall-to-wall with people that are overjoyed to just be within earshot of the Inauguration. It was a pretty exciting thing to watch and being with such a big crowd made it even better. We finally have a new President! 

For the rest of the day I was pretty exhausted and had trouble focusing on my work. Then Jackie left a voicemail detailing all of the celebs that she ogled. That's when I hit a real low. Overcome with jealousy and exhaustion I made my way home. Today was a long, long day. But it was worth it to feel that in a small way I was apart of history. 

I'm sure I'll read this to my kids one day and they'll be bored out of their minds, but that's not my problem. It's there's.