Not having a car to drive is painful. Sally is in the shop getting fixed today. She needs two new tires, and fixing of her alignment. Which, assuming nothing else is wrong with her, means I'm only without her today.
I REALLY hope nothing else is wrong with her.
Get well soon, Sally Skylark. I miss you.
23 February 2010
21 February 2010
OAT
I am also applying for an internship with Ozark Actors Theatre. It is a theatre in Rolla where a few friends of mine work every summer. I really want it. I love St. Louis, but I want to go away for the summer. In Rolla, I'll be out of St. Louis but only about 45 minutes away from the farm - which is the best place on earth.
I'll be gone for the summer - which means missing the core of Marble Stage's seasson. That's sad, because it'll be the first summer in five years that I won't be on stage with them. It's a big change. It's a little scary, too.
But I REALLY want to go.
I just sent in my resume today. I also might audition - but we'll see. I hope I'll hear something this week - I have no idea how long this will take, but I think they are really trying to get the ball rolling with hiring. So I hope I find out this week.
Holy. Crap.
I'll be gone for the summer - which means missing the core of Marble Stage's seasson. That's sad, because it'll be the first summer in five years that I won't be on stage with them. It's a big change. It's a little scary, too.
But I REALLY want to go.
I just sent in my resume today. I also might audition - but we'll see. I hope I'll hear something this week - I have no idea how long this will take, but I think they are really trying to get the ball rolling with hiring. So I hope I find out this week.
Holy. Crap.
Toto, We're Not In Kansas Anymore
I really need to learn how to keep blogging up for more than a couple of months.
So, last you heard, Closet Land was invited to the Region V American College Theatre Festival. It was one of four productions. The week we spent in Kansas was also the best week of my life. I quite literally have never been happier.
From the first day that we got there, whenever anyone at the festival found out that we were from Meramec, they would ask us tons of questions about the show and tell us how excited they were to see it. We were all brimming with anticipation all week (we weren't to put the show on until Thursday).
We passed the time well - there were shows to see, workshops to attend, a pool, hot tub and sauna, a workout room and a racquet ball court. And we also just hung out in our rooms a lot. I didn't even sleep in my own room for over half of the trip.
That being said, I've never been so blessed to work with such a wonderful crew. I mean, I've never worked with a bad crew, but the Closet Land crew, we all get along with ease, and we all enjoy each other's company. There is no tension, no arguing. We couldn't be happier working together on this exceptionally stressful (and emotionally draining) production. It was a great week!
And Thursday came. Our wake up call started at 5:00am, and we had to take all of the moisture and temperature sensitive equipment we were keeping in the hotel and reload it back onto the truck and bus. Then we rode over to the college to start our load-in at 7:00am sharp. We worked straight through the day with staggered short breaks, until about 5:30. By then we had finally finished our build and tech. We then took a short dinner break before our 6:00 call then it was back to the theatre. Our creepy preshow started at 7:00 and the show started with a bang (literally, courtesy of me! XD) at 7:30. Then after the show ended, we had a break while a short awards ceremony happened, after which we immediately struck the set until about 1:00am.
And then we went back to the hotel and partied till sunrise!
Kansas was great. Friends, fun, great food, parties, ridiculous times, a new boy?
But, sadly, we're not in Kansas anymore. We all miss it. We'd all love to take Closet Land back on the road.
Maybe we can. Closet Land was held for judging to go to the national festival and get put on at the Kennedy Center. We find out this week.
Holy. Crap.
So, last you heard, Closet Land was invited to the Region V American College Theatre Festival. It was one of four productions. The week we spent in Kansas was also the best week of my life. I quite literally have never been happier.
From the first day that we got there, whenever anyone at the festival found out that we were from Meramec, they would ask us tons of questions about the show and tell us how excited they were to see it. We were all brimming with anticipation all week (we weren't to put the show on until Thursday).
We passed the time well - there were shows to see, workshops to attend, a pool, hot tub and sauna, a workout room and a racquet ball court. And we also just hung out in our rooms a lot. I didn't even sleep in my own room for over half of the trip.
That being said, I've never been so blessed to work with such a wonderful crew. I mean, I've never worked with a bad crew, but the Closet Land crew, we all get along with ease, and we all enjoy each other's company. There is no tension, no arguing. We couldn't be happier working together on this exceptionally stressful (and emotionally draining) production. It was a great week!
And Thursday came. Our wake up call started at 5:00am, and we had to take all of the moisture and temperature sensitive equipment we were keeping in the hotel and reload it back onto the truck and bus. Then we rode over to the college to start our load-in at 7:00am sharp. We worked straight through the day with staggered short breaks, until about 5:30. By then we had finally finished our build and tech. We then took a short dinner break before our 6:00 call then it was back to the theatre. Our creepy preshow started at 7:00 and the show started with a bang (literally, courtesy of me! XD) at 7:30. Then after the show ended, we had a break while a short awards ceremony happened, after which we immediately struck the set until about 1:00am.
And then we went back to the hotel and partied till sunrise!
Kansas was great. Friends, fun, great food, parties, ridiculous times, a new boy?
But, sadly, we're not in Kansas anymore. We all miss it. We'd all love to take Closet Land back on the road.
Maybe we can. Closet Land was held for judging to go to the national festival and get put on at the Kennedy Center. We find out this week.
Holy. Crap.
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