another dream-let

I just woke up from a "writing class assignment to find 20 adjectives for the following project." Based on the list I can remember, we were describing Super Mario in 'Peter and the Wolf' Tax Software.

Also, did you hear the story about calling the show with visual cues from backstage with no monitor? (If your name is not "Mom" or "Angelfish," the answer is no.)

I should take a moment this week to write down all the things I know about working a show at Miller, as I'll only know them *right now* and not *one year from now when I ineviatably do this again.* Future Hannah would like to express some thanks to Current Hannah, if Current Hannah ever pulls this off.

you all everybody

If last night's dream is to be believed, the newest characters on LOST are soon to be Orlando, Andrea, Stephen, Cooksey, and myself. Somehow, we'll evaide capture when a horse (called Winter's Tears) prefers me over the Other trying to coax it back. The dramatic end shot: snow covered island, me on snow covered horse; camera sliding down to horse eyes.

I don't know why I felt inclined to share this.

I need to go grocery shopping since I'm almost out of queso.

Just to mention it to the world (and my mother): the guitar purchasing has been put on temporary hold by (1) the crazy busy-ness and (2) the sudden discovery of the small amounts of piano sheet music I tuck along to Texas (followed by the searching out of massive amounts of other sheet music, as there's only so many times I can play the Moonlight Sonata). Ten years of piano lessons, you're finally being put to use in real life again.

A Love Letter (I apologize for how long this'll take to load each time)

Dear Houston Rodeo, You have no idea how upset I am that I didn't make your aquaintance last year, what with the utter love I have for you now. You took all my favorite things about the Missouri state fair (plethera of fried food, carnival rides, people talking loudly about absurd subjects as if no one can hear their conversations) and added people being thrown from angry bulls. Funnel cake in one hand, cowboy rubber duckie in the other, rodeo princess hat on top, this was a land of details. Livestock sharing my name? An alpaca named "Miss Hannah" - check. A stuffed rabbit filling the empty cage (picked to look like the actual breed) while the real was out for petting? - check The border patrol booth set up casually between a leather shop and the jewelry cleaner? There it is, conveniently across from the Ford trucks so I didn't get caught taking a direct picture. Letting me get just close enough to use my full zoom for moderately fuzzy pictures of famous country music stars? But, really Rodeo, it was the finale of closing out the park by country-swing dancing to "I Walk the Line" with an expert twirler that truly made my heart go pitter patter.

I'll miss you 'til next year. Love, Hannah

HANNAH, DO YOUR TAXES

I keep leaving that strategic places in the hopes that I'll actually pay attention to it.

All three of my shows seemed to knock me flat yesterday morning, which is the general reason why people try not to do three shows at once. Probably I would've been fine with each individual mini-fire, but it was the sheer mass that made it all.

Managed a sorta-run of the Easter show by the end of the day, despite having no time to run cues without the cast to know what issues might pop up (and, oh, they did). There should be some time to do a dry tech this afternoon, fortunately, so thanks to touring for having another booking this evening.

Further thanks: my camera for holding out as long as it did on Monday (more later there), jalepeno dip at Chuy's, Cutting Edge 3 for being so utterly ridiculous, and Netflix for coming through with just the right movie

I don't want to hear about the beauty of America (pre-settlers) in charming Disney form.

This is twice now that Merv has tried to pull up "Colors of the Wind" for my listening pleasure this evening. Clearly he's not getting that I want less Menken, more Yamagata.

Maybe it's just all against cartoons. I did also skip past Pinky and the Brain's "Cheese Roll Call"....

for external use only

I just rediscovered my Hershey's chocolate flavored lip balm, which is one of the best presents I've ever received from a source I can't recall. (Sorry, long title.) It's one of the those lip balm flavors that truly lives up to the "keep out of reach of children," as I could name a few 20+ year olds even that would eat it like candy, based on the scent.

keeping everyone posted on the important things

I'm shifting into the final phase of moving my music to the iPod: copying all those single files with no information attached to them yet into iTunes. What's that sound? Me sitting in my room for the next month as I do nothing but geek out on music organization? (And that other thing? The one that sounds like everyone abandoning me for the next while? Hey, I have to do something until the picks I want are back in stock.)

I guess I'm helping fill out the all-cousins band?

Post-bills, maybe even post-savings, baby is mine.

line of the day: "This is the first time I've really noticed your eyes. They're freaking me out."

I look so much more like myself with glasses than with contacts.

One more factoid:

Watching that many movies will help you top the company Oscar race, even if you don't win anything beyond bragging rights and a Twix.

REPEAT [checkmark]

Just to put my final two cents in, but "Falling Slowly" needs to win the Oscar, as it still makes me cry without even seeing the movie at the same time.

Do we miss me being a positive person? (it was a long week)

Things I learned from attending tweleve hours of Best Picture nominees yesterday:
* I have the same typewriter as James McAvoy's character in "Atonement," which puts be about half a degree closer to him.

* Another way to be closer to Mr. McAvoy: winning a poster through Pride and Prejudice knowledge (thanks, ADP!)

* There's apparently a slew of mystery novels out in the world set from Jane Austen's perspective. This is way cooler than all the novels stealing the P&P characters and telling the story from their point of view.

* I probably missed 1/5 of "No Country for Old Men" because I was shielding my eyes from blood shed.

* Also, you shouldn't believe the time listing on your ticket. I missed the last speech of "No Country" because I thought there was a half hour to go.

* I can go through two large popcorns and sodas, but I'll pay for it after.

* George Clooney must have some contract thing now that he has to play poker in every movie.

* I don't know if I understand the genius of PT Anderson, but I see it in Daniel-Day Lewis.

* Anyone who wants to send me a guitar (or, alternatively, the "Juno" soundtrack) may do so at their earliest convenience.

all manner of emotions

I've had this up for the past, oh, thirty minutes or so unable to put into coherant words this day. It started with a feeling of dread, fulfilled the feeling of dread, fulfilled it again, and ended with the most dysfunctional performance of Peter that we've had yet. In a way, Peter actually saved the day from total loss; if things hadn't been so laughably atrocious, I don't know what would've happened.

Here's where I'm going to become all vague-like.

I respect people's ability to make decisions for themselves, even as those same might affect [all] those around them. I maintain the right not to agree with those decisions, or even just how they're handled. I promise to [try] not to hold it against people afterwards, at least not for long.

Also, I promise to start getting SQ G right or else stop attempting it all together. (That's a seperate thought.)

Happy Valentine's Day, chitlins, and enjoy your half-off candy shopping!

Oh, Phil

It's not like we have real winter here anyway, but it's always good to keep up on your favorite second-tier holidays.

(seriously though, I would let you all know if I was thinking about changing jobs)

The Good:
-Strawberry cheesecake flavored yogurt, which I could eat until the end of time
-rediscovering favored soundtracks while working on filling the iPod
-actually having money to put into savings, two months running (yay, unofficial resolutions!)

The Bad:
-CD player suddenly losing ability to autopause before playing next track, mid-show...but only sometimes so it can't be anticipated until WAS THAT JUST THE NEXT CUE?
-inability to fall asleep prior to 1 a.m.
-8 a.m. call

The Eh:
-newest edition of Artsearch making me feel overqualified for most jobs I'd attempt; underqualified for all the jobs I'd be interested in
-being close to the end of "Sense and Sensibility," thus soon to finish the most boring Austen ever
-false alarms

beg pardon, English degree

Full-proof way to fall asleep: three chapters (tops) of Sense and Sensibility.

Since there's apparently been family talk:

No, there isn't a particular reason why I need to update my resume. I simply felt inclined. I have been doing a bit of job poking, but mostly in a "see what's what in the world" sort of way.