I don’t have rehearsal until 7pm so I have the entire day to sleep and sober up. And on show nights I won’t have call until 7:30pm and I’ll be out of work by 10:45pm.
This first week was fantastic. To highlight:
On Sunday, my first night in Akron, I was unpacking and getting my shit together when another actor in the company, who I don’t know that well, txt me and asked if I need anything.
I JOKINGLY said, “booze and gay porn.”
He responded, “I’ll be there in a half hour.”
To which I responded, “lol JK.” (JK for JUST KIDDING)
He asks, “DVD VHS or booth.”
I say, “A-Track I’m an old fashion type of girl.” Once again trying to drive the message home that I’m just kidding.
10 minutes later there’s a knock on my actor-housing door and there he is standing with a shoebox full of gay porn and a bottle of red wine. I WAS JUST KIDDING. However, I would never turn my nose up at free booze. So, I took it. I mean, what was I supposed to do? Say no and make an awkward situation even more awkward; have him walk away with a shoebox full of gay porn and booze like this:
The worst part is that now I’m the out-of-town actor who demanded BOOZE and GAY PORN on his first night here.
On Monday night, I went to The Interbelt, a gay club in Akron, with Ben and my OH GBFF Chris.
It was hip-hop night, which is always a ton of fun. However, I guess things have been getting rough on these hip-hop nights because cops padded us down at the entrance.
Never a good sign.
I ran into three people I knew from the area, shout out to Yolanda and Jillian, they’re awesome. Later that night, I was coming out of the bathroom and this guy bumped into me. It was pretty crowded so I laughed it off and even said, “sorry,” though technically it was his fault because I was keeping to my right and he wasn’t. So this fucken twink faggot goes, “ugh” then used both his hands to push me and walked off. This was deliberate, so I went up to him and said,
“Excuse me, you really shouldn’t push people like that, it’s really quite rude, so in the future don’t you ever push me like that again.”
He said, “Whhhhat?”
I responded, “I said, don’t you ever push me like that again, you fucken twink faggot”
(The part in italics part was added for dramatic effect, but the part before I did say to him)
Then 2 cops show up. We were close to the main entrance, and they asked us both for our ID’s. “Shit,” I thought I was going to get kicked out. I explained to the policemen how I was calmly and nicely letting this guy know not to push people because it’s rude. Just then another cop came up to my cops and asked,
“Where’s the girl, where’s the girl?!” (I had no clue what that was about) “Oh, what’s going on with this guy?” (“this guy” being me)
One of my cops answered, “Someone pushed him.”
The third cop responds “Give him is ID and let him go back inside”
Whew! 2 things:
1. I don’t know if I want to go back to hip-hop Monday Night again. Though, other than my slight brush with the law, it was fun, and getting to dance to [inset awesome hip hop song here] is always fun. Then there’s the hot guy that started grinding on me on the dance floor and that’s ALWAYS good.
2. I need to stop picking fights. I’m not a violent person at all, but if someone fucks with me I do not back down. Maybe I should back down though. I don’t want to get in a gay bitch slap fights. I don’t want to get kicked out of places. But are you really the bigger person if you let it go? Or just a pussy?
On Saturday, Ben and I went to see Anything Goes at Porthouse Theatre. The show was fun and I got to see loads of people I hadn’t seen in forever, which was awesome. Everyone went absolutely ape shit over my recent weight loss. They were gushing! Every one I saw, except for Dr. Bank and Dr. Bednerik, said stuff like :
“Oh my gosh, Ernie you look great” “You’re so skinny” (I’m not, but it was nice to hear) “You’ve lost A LOT of weight” “Wow, look at you” “You look good”
This was both nice and also a bit not-so-nice. Because I’m thinking to myself,
On Sunday, last night, after rehearsal we went to the Nosey Oyster and then Andy, my housemate, another actor from Chicago, and I came home to drink more and grill outside, in the rain.
O, yes, t’will be a splendid summer’s time. (It’s in iambic pentameter too!)
In short, (to late) Monday is hip-hop night at The Interbelt, Tuesday is wing night at B-Dubs, Wednesday is piano bar night at Adam’s Street Bar, Thursday is gay bar night, with every other Thursday being straight night, Friday night is Ohio Shakespeare night at The Noisy Oyster followed by after hours at the house. Saturday is Kent Bars night, and Sunday is Noisy Oyster night followed by after hours at the house.
Oh yeah, besides all this crazy drinking, bars, and people I’m hanging out with, I’m also actually doing some acting and Shakespeare here. Who’d a thought?
We’re currently rehearsing Two Gentlemen of Verona. The more I hear it out loud the more it confirms what I thought about it the first time I read it. It’s definitely not his best. They’re not all masterpieces right? The first time I read Two Gents I thought many of the situations, bits, and even direct lines are done a lot better in other plays.
However, I think Terry (the director) is going shape this play into the best it can be. I’m serious, I think he’s going to make this play work well and I’m excited about that. I’m also excited about my role. Yes, I am always the comedic servant, but I’m usually never a Clever Servant. I think Speed could be one of the most intelligent people on the stage. I know I do dumb well, so I’m excited about this different challenge.
Breaking News: I’m officially Rosencrantz in Hamlet, which is awesome!
Also, check out the Ohio Shakespeare Festival Website for shows dates and company bios.
Never a good sign.
I ran into three people I knew from the area, shout out to Yolanda and Jillian, they’re awesome. Later that night, I was coming out of the bathroom and this guy bumped into me. It was pretty crowded so I laughed it off and even said, “sorry,” though technically it was his fault because I was keeping to my right and he wasn’t. So this fucken twink faggot goes, “ugh” then used both his hands to push me and walked off. This was deliberate, so I went up to him and said,
“Excuse me, you really shouldn’t push people like that, it’s really quite rude, so in the future don’t you ever push me like that again.”
He said, “Whhhhat?”
I responded, “I said, don’t you ever push me like that again, you fucken twink faggot”
(The part in italics part was added for dramatic effect, but the part before I did say to him)
Then 2 cops show up. We were close to the main entrance, and they asked us both for our ID’s. “Shit,” I thought I was going to get kicked out. I explained to the policemen how I was calmly and nicely letting this guy know not to push people because it’s rude. Just then another cop came up to my cops and asked,
“Where’s the girl, where’s the girl?!” (I had no clue what that was about) “Oh, what’s going on with this guy?” (“this guy” being me)
One of my cops answered, “Someone pushed him.”
The third cop responds “Give him is ID and let him go back inside”
Whew! 2 things:
1. I don’t know if I want to go back to hip-hop Monday Night again. Though, other than my slight brush with the law, it was fun, and getting to dance to [inset awesome hip hop song here] is always fun. Then there’s the hot guy that started grinding on me on the dance floor and that’s ALWAYS good.
2. I need to stop picking fights. I’m not a violent person at all, but if someone fucks with me I do not back down. Maybe I should back down though. I don’t want to get in a gay bitch slap fights. I don’t want to get kicked out of places. But are you really the bigger person if you let it go? Or just a pussy?
On Saturday, Ben and I went to see Anything Goes at Porthouse Theatre. The show was fun and I got to see loads of people I hadn’t seen in forever, which was awesome. Everyone went absolutely ape shit over my recent weight loss. They were gushing! Every one I saw, except for Dr. Bank and Dr. Bednerik, said stuff like :
“Oh my gosh, Ernie you look great” “You’re so skinny” (I’m not, but it was nice to hear) “You’ve lost A LOT of weight” “Wow, look at you” “You look good”
This was both nice and also a bit not-so-nice. Because I’m thinking to myself,
“REALLY? I WAS A WHALE?”
Nevertheless, I choose to focus on the positive aspect and be happy with the 41 pounds I’ve lost. And I’m also going to come to terms with the fact that some of that is going to come back on this summer and I’ll just loose it when I get back to Chicago. I mean, it’s summer, I’m drinking every night, I’m grilling every other day, and I’m enjoying the plethora of Olive Gardens and Applebee’s. I AM going to try my best to balance.
After Anything Goes on Saturday we went to The Zepher in Kent, and ran into even more people. I had a blast.
Nevertheless, I choose to focus on the positive aspect and be happy with the 41 pounds I’ve lost. And I’m also going to come to terms with the fact that some of that is going to come back on this summer and I’ll just loose it when I get back to Chicago. I mean, it’s summer, I’m drinking every night, I’m grilling every other day, and I’m enjoying the plethora of Olive Gardens and Applebee’s. I AM going to try my best to balance.
After Anything Goes on Saturday we went to The Zepher in Kent, and ran into even more people. I had a blast.
On Sunday, last night, after rehearsal we went to the Nosey Oyster and then Andy, my housemate, another actor from Chicago, and I came home to drink more and grill outside, in the rain.
That's Andy, he's very cool
This is us together:
O, yes, t’will be a splendid summer’s time. (It’s in iambic pentameter too!)
In short, (to late) Monday is hip-hop night at The Interbelt, Tuesday is wing night at B-Dubs, Wednesday is piano bar night at Adam’s Street Bar, Thursday is gay bar night, with every other Thursday being straight night, Friday night is Ohio Shakespeare night at The Noisy Oyster followed by after hours at the house. Saturday is Kent Bars night, and Sunday is Noisy Oyster night followed by after hours at the house.
Oh yeah, besides all this crazy drinking, bars, and people I’m hanging out with, I’m also actually doing some acting and Shakespeare here. Who’d a thought?
We’re currently rehearsing Two Gentlemen of Verona. The more I hear it out loud the more it confirms what I thought about it the first time I read it. It’s definitely not his best. They’re not all masterpieces right? The first time I read Two Gents I thought many of the situations, bits, and even direct lines are done a lot better in other plays.
However, I think Terry (the director) is going shape this play into the best it can be. I’m serious, I think he’s going to make this play work well and I’m excited about that. I’m also excited about my role. Yes, I am always the comedic servant, but I’m usually never a Clever Servant. I think Speed could be one of the most intelligent people on the stage. I know I do dumb well, so I’m excited about this different challenge.
Breaking News: I’m officially Rosencrantz in Hamlet, which is awesome!
Also, check out the Ohio Shakespeare Festival Website for shows dates and company bios.
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