so it's finally fall, and i'm dragging out all the clothes i lurrrve. my turtleneck anxiously await their yearly coming out, and the jackets beckon to me. unfortunately, we've only had about two days of autumn so far. it was bee-yoo-tee-full for a brief moment, with a backsliding back into the last fighting bits of summer sun.
i'm even the tiniest bit pink from my swan lake outing with kris and les enfants yesterday morning, despite the use of sunscreen. kris looks happy, if not completely exhausted, with the little people in their cruiser. miss mo-mo, as i instantly began to call her, looks at you with a certain suspicion that you're going to bother her when she least feels like being sociable. audrey is a pistol with her ammunition being tons and tons of words. i can't believe so many people around me are becoming parents of little people. the fuzzy people i'm used to, but this is a whole new thing. it's still odd to me. some of the little people walk, and even talk in complete sentences now.
when i look at my friends, time doesn't seem to pass, but when i look at their people, this "new thing" i'm adjusting to in their lives freaks me out sometimes. however, either the pod people haven't taken them all away yet or i'm like a boiling frog in their mommy and daddy stock pots of conversation. i have faith in them and i've met their kids. let's vote for the first option.
school sucks, but i'm learning something. fair enough trade?
project scooter is going bye bye today. we have coincidentally managed to sell it to someone from the seattle area, which makes me laugh. i think the boys should get another one and work on it over the fall, but derek has moved on to project fountain pen in an effort to keep busy right now. next i'm going to put him on sound design so he can obsess over getting those electric chair buzzes and police sirens just so for me. maybe if i ask nicely enough he'll agree without much of a fuss and enjoy tapping away on his computer to do it. yes, he's managed to occupy his time in between job interviews quite well. (he's got three more interviews this week so far.) he is much more patient than i ever could be, in this or any other situation, which i admire about him. in the meantime, he's also doing an awesome job of fattening me up for winter. derek's chili is uber-good!
modern political theory = dead white guy, dead white guy, dead middle eastern guy, dead mediterranean guy, dead white guy, etc. am i excited about machiavelli or what?
you know what else is hard for me to get? so many people driving around with their windows up all the time. it's finally turning into great weather and they're still in auto cocoons. there can't possibly be that many people with allergies in cars. as many who've ridden in my car while freezing to death can attest, i love to roll down the windows. being in a car magically turns me into a puppy dog with the need to get wind in my hair. on a long road trip i'll roll them up as a courtesy to others, or maybe when it's raining hard enough to get all my stuff wet, but otherwise i'm all breeze. maybe i was buried alive in a car during a past life and just can't stand to be confined anymore.
rehearsals are going very well. we just got our set (what little there is of it) put up and it'll be painted soon. joel came last night to discuss lighting design with me. people are off book way before my ridiculous deadlines. if things keep up like this, i may give them an extra day off to go have a life. not to be overconfident, but we're ahead of schedule and i just don't want them getting totally bored. we're all excited about the show right now and i'd be pleased if that momentum could be sustained for the next few weeks until opening. guess it's my job to keep them going. more death penalty statistics, anyone? that should help to motivate the sing-along. you know it's my theory that every show should have a number. just because this one has people exonerated from prison doesn't mean it should be exempt from such a fabulous guideline. as mary says, "remember, it's supposed to be a HAPPY ending to the show. they all got released in real life!" right-o, toots. i gotcha. happy happy joy joy.
the funniest thing derek said today:
okay, so if you were roman polanski, would you really want someone like woody allen coming out publicly in your defense?
2 comments:
I've become a window roller-upper in the last few years. The road noise seems to bother me for some reason. Other people's noisy engines, loud thumping bass lines from cars three lanes away...maybe I'm just getting old and crotchety. (Shut up!)
Tim and I have decided that the poster should say,
"The Exonerated:
Don't worry! It all turns out alright in the end! :)"
Make sure you include the emoticon.
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