And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Love and Taxis

"It is an extra dividend when you like the girl you've fallen in love with" said Clark Gable.

"Oh, Clark Gable" said Jesse.

"Is it possible to not like someone you're in love with?" we all said.

"Love is just memory and time. A collection of memories that you're fond of and like the best. You go along in life until one day you realize that there is someone who you share really good memories with, and that's when you know you've fallen in love with" said the cabbie.

"Don't overuse your brain and think love exists. It's just a word; it's not real." said the cabbie.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Space Battle

So, recently I've been watching a lot of Battlestar Galactica, and last night I watched Empire Strikes Back and I've been thinking:

Why do all spaceships approach other spaceships in the same orientation?

I mean think about it - there is no up, down, sideways, or back again in space, right? Gravity within spaceships seem to be oriented so that the pilot can sit in his or her seat, but there is not gravity outside of a spaceship. So, it would make sense to me that ships would approach other ships from all sorts of ways, upside down, sideways, any number of different oblique angles and so on. And yet whenever you see one fleet of spaceships approaching another fleet of spaceships, the ships are ALL oriented top to bottom the same way. Is this done because we as an audience member would find it weird and disorienting any other way, or have TV and filmmakers just not thought of this? Or am I mistaken?


Monday, June 27, 2011

Let's Review

*Job at D4, Irish Pub. Irish workers headcount: 2. No tips yet, still training. Bit of a travel. Near the pier. Marrying condiments and taking drink orders.

*TMLMTBGB aka Too Much Light Makes The Baby Go Blind - neo-futurist theater experience. 30 plays in 60 minutes. Mash-ups the name. Half-naked men wrestling with Ramen noodle. Unexpected alarm clocks. Defiant pubic hairs. Tornadoes and guitars. Bacon art. Shower art. Noodle necklaces. Mixed drinks and cemetery talk. More or less pretentious. All in all some interesting ideas, some much better than others, makes me think, I'll give you that.

*The Reckoning, except not. (Damn tornadoes). The Eelum family +1. Still funny, solid scene work. Commit to a character fast - remember to act. Control of your body and voice. Great fire speech!

*Back to Downers Grove after 3 years (and then after 9). Unexpected carnival - craziest looking ride I may have ever seen. Reunion with 2nd grade friends. Jelly on the ceiling. Making new friends. Very little sleep. Realized how close together everything in town actually was. Express train back.

*Mattress arrival! Got a room after all. Tilted floor. Early morning sunlight. Nails in the wall. Feels like a home.

*Toaster. Got one.

*Battlestar Galactica. Why didn't I listen to Kellie and Jamie when they told me to watch this show in the first place? Season 1 is hot shit. Waiting on others to begin season 2.

*Rainstorm. Frolicking. Strawberries and cream. Puddlejumping.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Chicago, The Beginnings

This is going to be a good summer.

I arrived in Chicago 4 days ago now, and I've just been loving this life I'm living. The four of us, Alexis, Sally, Jesse, and I have a wonderful apartment in Roscoe Village. We have the whole second floor of the house, and the first floor is occupied by 5 Irish folks. We're actually going to be grilling out with them this evening in our backyard.

I've been spending the last days scouring our neighborhood, applying for jobs, and dropping off my resume at different places. So far nothing has seemed too promising, but I gotta keep at it.

Classes at iO start 3 weeks from tomorrow, which feels really far away. I'm so excited for classes to begin, to meet our fellow students, and to begin improvising again. We also get free tickets to any iO shows that we can get into, so hopefully I'll be all over that.

This is it for now, because I'm borrowing internet from the Dunkin' Donuts behind us, so I don't want to be stuck in a corner of our backyard forever.

Friday, June 3, 2011

Renascence

One of my favorite poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay. Also a description of this blog and my plans to kickstart it again.

A lot has happened in the last 9 months. I might fill in some gaps if I feel like it this summer.

But I will also be using this to catalogue my goings-on in Chicago this summer. Just got back home to Texas a few days ago, but I'll be heading up to Chicago in less than two weeks. And I'm hoping it will be madness.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Those Wise Fools

Officially back on Yale campus, though sophomore year doesn't start for another two weeks. Already busy. Typical.

Don't know how much I'll keep up with you, my fine little blog, but we'll see. We had a good thing going for a while.

Ta-Ta for now!

Sunday, August 8, 2010

The Miserables

This past weekend I had the wonderful opportunity to run the light board for Casa Manana's production of Les Miserables, and I have to say I had a blast. Before this weekend, the only experience I'd had with lighting is hanging, focusing, and discussing leopard gobos with Zoe. I worked with a couple of days with a professional lighting designer, watching him program his board, and light a show. Even though my stage manager and I never really got a break during the shows (around 250 cues in a 130 minute show means approximately one cue every 30 seconds), I got to watch all 4 performances and the dress rehearsal for free, which was nice considering Casa doesn't have the cheapest tickets in town.

The cast was terrific. I thought I only knew three or so people in the cast before I signed on to work the show, but it turned out I had a lot more familiar faces than I expected, which was nice. I also got to talk with Tammy, the costume designer at Casa, and she still remembers me from two summers ago, which was really nice. In fact, one of the guys in Les Mis wore the exact same coveralls that I wore for Footloose; they still had my name in the tag. And I also got to go into my old dressing room and see that my name was still sharpy-ed on the wall. It's so nice just being in a familiar theater. I also got to see a bunch of nooks and crannies at Casa that I hadn't seen before, including the booth, and all the way around the perimeter of the dome.

I'm really glad that I'm getting to experience different aspects of technical theater. When I was in highschool, even though I got the chance to direct my senior year, I really was oblivious to the kinds of things that go into a show to make it technically sound. I feel like I have a much greater appreciation for what it takes to make a show, and that I can view theatrical productions more wholistically, and with an eye for all the aspects.

As much as I want to continue learning about tech theater--I've really enjoyed doing sets work; I love building things; and I really want to learn more about lighting--I ultimately don't think thats where I want to be. I haven't been in a musical since Footloose, and that was two summers ago. I miss doing musical theater. It's ridiculous, and passionate, and stirs the soul, and it's just plain fun to go on stage and act and sing and dance. I love doing straight plays, don't get me wrong, probably more than musicals, because I, personally, fare better with them, but I'd love to do the occasional musical.

There's just so much I want to do theatrically, I want to keep trying more things to see what I really like. Writing, acting, teching, directing, who knows maybe even producing. I can't seem to keep myself away. Many of the people in the cast of Les Mis and at Casa asked me what I'm doing in college, and if I'm majoring in theater. I'm not majoring in theater; I don't know what my major will be, but I can say with almost certainty that it won't be theater. And yet, I can hardly keep myself away.

A friend of mine, Andy Baldwin, directed a production of Once Upon a Mattress, which I saw last weekend. I went with him, and some of the cast to an after-show dinner/party, and I started talking with the show's pianist. He said that he recognized me from somewhere, and we got to talking about theater in the Fort Worth area, and then I talked a little about the theater I've done at Yale, and he too asked me if I wanted to continue doing theater, perhaps as a potential career path. I told him I didn't know, and he told me that it seemed like that's where my heart is. I'd talked with this stranger for no more than 15 minutes and he recognized the home theater has in my heart.

I once asked my mother what our family was going to do when I became an actor, my sister became an artist, and my brother became a philosopher. She said we'd all be broke and starving, but we'd all be happy. Who knows what tomorrow brings?