random side notes - chapter twenty one

altruistic things i did this week:
gave a pregnant hitchhiker a ride to the bus station to meet up with a friend of hers (it was night and she was all alone and a sweet girl)
stopped by a broken down car to ask if they need to use my phone (they already had someone on the way to help them out and tow the car)
let derek finish the dulce de leche ice cream in the freezer without a fight (i had some at book club and have bee spoon-scavenging ever since)

the party this past weekend went off with barely a hitch. we got terrific food and prizes! the singers got a great reception, so thanks to kelly and sally and harriet and liz. our little "movie preview" ploy seemed to go over as a hit. i just want to get some good ticket sales outta the whole thing, because some of us spent all day on friday running around town to pick up food and things. overall, i would say it was a raging success and attendance was even more than we had expected.

our scooter team did a hilarious ride, led and anchored by harleys, honking all the way down the street while i passed out stickers for the theatre. do you have a flag? we do!!! it billowed on the back of a harley as they rode past. derek was a sweetie and organized the whole thing for us. the scooter team also managed to win a scooter scavenger hunt on sunday, garnering all of us even more praise and laughter. i'm not quite sure how they all squished into a telephone booth, but harriet and tony have the photos to prove it actually happened. this was a good weekend for publicity.

derek got me an old-lady pill box with the days of the week on it. a couple of weeks ago, i forgot to take my pill and felt strangely drugged and twitchy. now i must ask you this: how does one feel so loopy by NOT taking a pill? it's possible that i may be addicted to my antidepressant - wheeeeee!

speaking of old ladies, has anyone else started to become coupon-obsessed lately? it feels like i've stepped over the line here. however, i haven't gone so far into the abyss that i refuse to go out without having a coupon in hand. it's just nice to bogo (buy one/get one free) my frozen custard with linsey and cameron. there's this peanut butter and banana thing that i just can't resist and... ouch. i think i'm turning into elvis.

mary promises to try and put up cool photos every day this month in her blog. she has a million of them. i'm going to hold her to it. oh, the pressure!

we never realized exactly how many cd's we had before we started getting rid of them. yes, we've gone to digitizing and selling off the collection. about half of it is gone - and we've started in on the dvd's as well - and we still have a whole rack of stuff. this works out for me since i adore going to the post office. it's my not-so-secret hobby to put things in packages and send them away. how can megan be afraid of such a thing? though i think that since she met the APC machine, her fears have subsided.

i heard on NPR that the most hated word in the english language is moist. people think it sounds dirty or something like that. it's a word i've always liked because it sounds just like what it really means. my criteria for loving a word over a long period of time is just that. these are things i think about in the middle of the night. don't judge - you do it too. moist. say it again. moist. ooooh yeah, i like that. moist. um...maybe it is a bit naughty.

homework sucks. but in a soothing way.

the auditions went well and i did have a lot of people show up. i'll cast the show this week and start on rehearsals after labor day. i'm happy to see that we're finding humor in such a downer subject. my big thanks go to the playwrights for making that easier. with the talented selection of people i got in the auditions, i'm looking forward to seeing how the production turns out next month. this script is going to need a road map for navigation.


favorite podcasts this week:
wait wait don't tell me (of course)
live from london: eddie izzard and simon amstell
the onion radio news