Shameless Plug

Drew and I finished our ednotes for boom soooo, yeah. You should check it out. I'd put it in the blog, but I can't figure out how to do it. 

Ur Pix Fix

This is Jessica, Antoinette and I after I won $50 from the donors that came to the Rep. They were sad they didn't win anything. I was sad that my friends aren't as awesome as I am. 
Mom and I in Seattle on our Argosy Cruise! Yay for peachmonsters coming to the Northwest. 
Just us and Obama on Election Night, looking fierce. And a random drag queen in the background. 

The Good, The Bad and The Tuna

This was another hectic week to add the annals of my so-called life. Let's just dive right in:

It's fine. No really, I don't care. Buuuut, I kind of got fired from writing the Cue Sheet. The higher ups declared it to be a "threat to the organization." So I only got to write about 6 of them. It's been hard fielding e-mails from people asking me why I'm not doing it any more. I'm supposed to answer: "The Cue Sheet is a big commitment and now that I'm in the middle of my internship I need to turn my focus on to other important projects." This is complete crap. I'd rather say it like it is and tell people, "There are people out there that don't know how to take a joke. So instead of having an interesting Cue Sheet that people actually want to read, we're just going to copy and paste department's information into a Word Document and call it a day because we're lame. And we hate fun." I feel like Eminem. It's just him and me against the FCC. Getting censored and cleaning out our closets. 

I worked a lot of extra hours this week so that I could get trained on how to run the Leo K Theatre as a Lobby Manager. I still like working as Concessions Manager more, but it's nice to know that I could do a different position if I wanted to. (That's what she said). One night we had a karaoke machine set up because an actress from last season called and said she wanted to have some fun before she saw the show. Since she can really belt people lined up to sing a song with her and have it not sound like auditions for American Idol. People were really getting into it. I opted out of singing Ms. New Booty because I'm not musically challenged, but the CAs that did it were kind of hilarious. As a fun little joke we played It's the End of World As We Know It once boom was over. We love making apocalypse jokes. PS I've been stalking the playwright of boom ever since he got in town. I'm a creeper, but I can't help it. His play is awesome and I'm obsessed.  Read it. Worth it. 

Wednesday was opening night for boom. We had the grossest food spread ever. Since we have basically no budget we made the theme "food you'd find in a bunker after the end of the world." We had the obligatory twinkies but then we also had canned sardines, peaches, mini gerkins, and oysters. Gross. I didn't eat. Not that I would have had time to. At 1pm that day Joanna from Communications asked Drew and I to make a video of audience's reactions to the show. We had 4 hours to figure out how we wanted to do it. I was channeling my desire to be on the Real World and came up with the idea of making a Confessional Booth. People would go in while the camera was taping and could say whatever they wanted about the show. Basic reactions included: "Is there a priest in there?" "What do I talk about?" "Is this thing rolling?" I mean people were just not gets its that night. Once that video is done I'll be sure to post it. We screened it the next day and here's a laundry list of what we saw:

1. Jessica crying because "Kiki is so mean to me."

2. Someone confessing about cheating on their girlfriend.

3. A woman said that she loved the movie. Yeah.

4. And Rob started smoking a cigarette. Pretty sure that's like way against the law, but it's fine. 

Someone from Seattle Weekly was there and loved that we were doing it. They want a copy of the video to blog about it. Hopefully this is the beginning of my film career. Done and done. Although I don't think AbbaDahl Films is quite a compelling name. We'll have to come up with something more Spielberg. 

The rest of the week was just a lot of working and hanging low. It's getting pitch black outside around 5 so it always feels a lot later than it actually is. Being north is weird. 

I did see Twilight and it pretty much sucked. I finally watched Rushmore and can continue my love affair with Wes Anderson. I also cooked dinner last night and tonight. I mean, that's unheard of around here. I never have the time. 

Speaking of food: we had the intern food drive on Friday in the shop. Every intern got two huge boxes full of food. I now have more peanut butter and tuna than God. There was a lot of trading going on and I didn't get rid of everything that I wanted to. But it's okay. I scored a lot of pasta so A+ on that front. And we all got a $35 gift card to Safeway. I'm using it to buy ice cream because I never have it and I want it oh so bad. Yum. 

30 Rock season one is amazing. As is Six Feet Under. Why people don't take more advantage of the library system is beyond me. Oh and Frasier season two is my new life. 

I get to go home this week! The time change is going to suck. But seeing my family and sleeping in my bed at least one night will make it worth it. I wish I could see some of my friends but I'll be in Indiana pretty much the whole time. Sadness. 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Sunday Morning, Rain is Falling

Actually it isn't raining. Apparently it only does that when my parents are visiting. Le sigh. 

 

Seattle is cool. I mean like wayyy cool. I've done some down right amazing things that, let's face it, would just never happen in the Midwest. 

1. Remember that Shitstorm I told you about? Well it happened about 3 weeks ago. We had 150 people, standing room only, in our PONCHO rehearsal hall and we talked (more like ranted) for three hours about theatre and drank dollar PBRs. We talked about this article in length. The article was read out loud and then two big wigs in Seattle Theatre started off the conversation by "contending the bone." One of them picked apart the Shakespeare point saying that we need to continue doing his work. By not doing so you're robbing artists all over the country from doing the classics and putting their interpretation into anything other than new work. He stressed that playwrights aren't the only ones that deserve to be creative. Point well taken. The other man agreed with this point and bounced off in numerous different directions basically culminating in calling the article's author an idiot. I felt bad for the journalist. He was pretty much slaughtered. But that room had an undeniable energy. People were shouting and cat calling and pretty much pouring their hearts out. I've never seen people talk about theatre in this way. The passion. The intensity. The sense of urgency. It was so contagious. It really reminded me that theatre is frickin amazing and I chose to be in this line of work. So economy be damned I'm going to do everything I can to stay in it. If not for anything else than for the dollar PBRs. Oh and did I mention that we ended the evening by singing Journey's Don't Stop Believing? Because we did. 

2. OBAMA. Obama. OOOOOOOOOBAMA! Now if that wasn't just about the most exciting night, then I don't know what was. I had some friends over to my apt and Mollie cooked dinner while we all sat two feet away from my tv and watched the results coming in. The noise level was deafening when Obama went over 270. We were all freaking out and calling/texting everyone we knew. I was shaking all over I was so excited. It's nice to feel like a vote matters. That when you vote Democratic they don't just automatically say, "tough luck." And it is SO NICE to know that America supported Obama. None of this too-close-to-count-so-let's-wait-three-days bull. He won. Change is in the air. Of course we then all started balling our eyes out when he gave his speech in Grant Park. When you see Oprah and Jessie Jackson crying and you don't shed a tear, then I'm pretty sure you're heartless. Of course the fun didn't stop there. We took to the streets of Seattle. We went down to 1st ave and marched with hundreds, maybe even thousands, of other people chanting "Yes we can!" Antoinette hugged just about every person she ran in to. Jessica and I were just screaming our heads off and dancing with strangers. It was just...amazing. Big city living perk: the liberals love to come out of their house and party it up. I don't think I've ever felt so proud to be American. Even saying that sounds corny and cliche and something that a Texan would say. But I really did feel it. It was a great night. Freedom. Democracy. America. 

3. And what about my parents coming in town? It was, to say the least, one of the best weekends I've had in Seattle. It was so much fun getting to have my dad in Seattle and not be stressing out about buying a bed or finding a discount furniture store. And it was wonderful to finally have my mom here and get to show her just a few of the things that I love about Seattle. We went to Pike Place Market, of course, and spent a lot of time there shopping for my grandpa's 70th birthday presents. We went into the Space Needle and had dinner which was soooo good. It was kind of an overcast night so next time we'll do brunch. But it was awesome and touristy. We went down to the Aquarium which was more fun than I thought it would be. I knew my dad would get a kick out of it so I offered it up on the itinerary, but I actually had a great time. Things that I love that I didn't know I loved: sea otters. They're the most adorable thing I've ever seen. Cats and dogs have never done it for me, but these little guys? I'd buy a tank if I didn't have to pay rent. It was just really nice to have my parents here and to not be worrying about, well, anything. It was so calm and relaxed. I loved it. 

4. I protested Prop 8 in the streets of Seattle yesterday. Once again I'm pretty much a Doobie Brother. There were 10,000 estimated people there wearing rainbow colors and holding Bert and Ernie balloons. There were signs about "Divorcees for Gay Marriage" and "Jesus had two dads." I won't stand on my soapbox and talk about it here, but seriously: don't hate. (Maybe this is just the thing we need for a bunch of recording artists to get together and re-record the Black Eyed Peas' Where is the love?)

5. Work Updates: I've been trained in how to work both theatres in our building as a Lobby Manager so hopefully that will continue to bring in extra money and not be too stressful of a second job. The Rep as a whole isn't doing too hot. I won't write about it because this is a public blog and, hey I kinda want to keep my job. But the economy sucks and everyone is hurting. This makes it a really interesting year to be an intern. You're watching the steamroller go by knowing you won't be affected by the aftermath. It's odd and sad. Ask me about it and we'll talk. Three Musketeers closed and it was a really great last show. That audience was ready to laugh and have a good time. The actors were pretty much doing whatever the heck they wanted. Jeff Bender yelled "You're shooting blanks" when Ryan Sham's gun didn't go off and I then I died. This was a fun cast and I actually got to know a few of them. I'll miss their opening entrance and my obsession with Hans the most. He's just wonderful. 

Well, that's all I have for now. I'll post pictures of all of these things soon. Thanks for reading. Miss  you!

Yes, I Google Myself. Sue Me.

Look at how cute and dorky I am. I think I look kind of fake-y in that picture. If they were going to do touch ups they could have at least taken off one chin.