Sunday, May 25, 2008

My ladies are here. John is just a few days away. Emperor is closed. I have a whole week off from the theater, and--when I left last night, asking if I'd left anything essentially--the only thing people wanted to make sure I had was candy.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Remind me to rinse my hand out with more rubbing alcohol in the morning. Thanks.(Mini explanation: sidewalk and skin don't mix.)

I want a pet...probably a cat. This is in no way affected by the fact that someone at work has kittens she wants to give away. What does affect it? The $200 pet security deposit, of course. (And the fear that I'd be a bad pet owner, what with my own sometimes inability to take proper care of myself.)

Friday, May 09, 2008


While technically the first song I hear was "Shake Yer Tailfeather," as performed in the Blues Brothers movie, and the first song heard as a song was Sam and Dave's "Bring it On Home to Me," I think ultimately the new theme song award goes to Queen's "Under Pressure" for being the perfect walk-home song for a warm Houston dusk while in a breezy dress.
"not wanting show choir to be any part of this"

Theater schedule (and my phone dying halfway through the day) led to a low-key birthday this year. Of course, after all the running I'd done during 23, that was probably for the best. If nothing else, sitting in the same spot after afternoon meant a continual dropping off of chocolate, good wishes, and one awesome superhero story (part one).

Hopefully this weekend will present time to hang with all those people who had a show last night, especially on Saturday, when I've resigned myself to being at the theater all day for show/rehearsal/show. Maybe yesterday set up the start of several birthday weeks, as I have a package coming from home (as soon as Mom gets the pony to go in the box!) and delightful Truman folk heading down at the end of the month.

In the meantime, I have bubbles and a bag of tootsie rolls. Not bad.

Sunday, May 04, 2008

Hi, Chris's Mom!

I like being random and in-jokey, especially when those who know what I'm talking about are also those who don't read this blog.

I take a slight joy in knowing what a phone conversation is about from the smattering (ah, how British) of words I can hear on one side.

I love midnight movie previews, midnight movie preview audience, and movies in general. Especially when they're as good as "Iron Man." I do not love getting up for the 9:30 children's show the next/same day.

I don't know why, but this is the time of day when I'm more likely to hit the repeat on a song fifteen times in a row instead of, I don't know, going to bed.

Thursday, May 01, 2008

if I didn't ride the bus to work, I probably wouldn't dry my hair

We have our first sold out house today for Emperor's, so I'm interested to see what kind of chaos that causes. I played tetris with the seating arrangements yesterday, hoping that would help today. (Maybe no one will complain about the general admission proving to be less than?)

Either way, I already have a headache, but I'm going to spin it in a postive, help-me-focus way. (Especially since it'll probably disappear once I eat some breakfast, here after I blow-dry my hair.)