This week was also very random and I think the full moon this weekend has pushed several things out of whack for me. And that’s all I’m gonna say about that.
We got a new roommate, which has changed the dynamics in the actor housing. It’s not bad, just different. He’s an older guy, whom I’ve now come to call Uncle Darren. He’s interesting, enjoyable to be around, and full of many stories.
And he should have many a story because he’s been in 4 Broadway productions and many national tours and TV shows. Including the recent revival tour of 42nd Street, he was Julian Marsh!
Also this week Hamlet opened. It’s been getting wonderful audience reactions (standing ovations, we bow more than we’re supposed to because they’re still clapping, etc..).
I’m very interested to see what the reviews say. I can’t tell how the show is.
I don’t get back stage for my first scene until half hour into the show. I can’t tell what I think about it.
I’m pleased with my performance and there are times that I get chills on stage and back stage listening to this 'perfect play.' I also think that in the cast, performances span from absolutely brilliant to, “why are you on this stage?” So, I just don’t know.
A fellow company member named Vernon came to see the show from New York. I’ve never worked with him, but I did finally get to meet him. I loved him in Much Ado About Nothing and in Macbeth 2 years ago at OSF where he played Verges and the Porter. This guy is old and hard of hearing now.
Apparently, for Macbeth he always had a maid with him whom would squeeze his hand when it was his turn to speak. Without missing a beat he would say his lines perfectly. I should know, I saw the show and had no fucking clue this was going on. What an amazing little anecdote right?
He is best friends with Gwen, our Gertrude, they’re both British and absolutely lovely.
Vernon has been in theatre and acting so long that he has changed Christian Bale’s diapers. He did theatre with his parents.
Christian motherfucking Bale!!! (Have you seen the Batman Movie? Heath L. was impeccable)
Meeting both Uncle Darren and Vernon this week was so cool for me.
On Sunday Andrew C., Hamlet and a grad school buddy of mine, invited me to his in laws for a cook-out. There were over 20 family members there. They were all into games and they were all white. I am neither into games nor white.
I spend a lot of time thinking; please don’t make me play football or something like that, or even worse, corn hole.
Well I did have to play corn hole, washers, and this other thing that they called The Testicle Toss; in which you threw 2 golf balls attached by a rope and tried to rap them around some bars. I’ve got to admit that The Testicle toss was kinda fun.
I have always been good with testicles.
So then they, and by they I mean the white people, created a game called Tailgate Olympics, in which one had one minute do throw all the bean bags in Corn Hole, run to the Testicle Toss and do that, then run to the Washers and throw those.
It was a very elaborate and involved game. It took three hours. Three HOURS! After the first round, half were cut according to the scores, then we went into semi finals, then the top 3 made it to the finals, then there was a tie for first place so the game had to go in to O.T., whatever that is, and to make along story short, I came in SECOND!
My family get together are all about drinking, eating, and dancing. In that order.
Lastly,
I can’t wait to go home in 3 more weeks.
I can’t believe I’m doing Othello after Hamlet is done. We start rehearsal for that tomorrow. I am one beat bitch.
It’s official I will be reviving my critically acclaimed roles in , The Comedy of Errors, Dromio of Ephesus and Dromio of Syrcuse, at the Canton Player’s Guild, in Canton, OH in October.
Well I did have to play corn hole, washers, and this other thing that they called The Testicle Toss; in which you threw 2 golf balls attached by a rope and tried to rap them around some bars. I’ve got to admit that The Testicle toss was kinda fun.
I have always been good with testicles.
So then they, and by they I mean the white people, created a game called Tailgate Olympics, in which one had one minute do throw all the bean bags in Corn Hole, run to the Testicle Toss and do that, then run to the Washers and throw those.
It was a very elaborate and involved game. It took three hours. Three HOURS! After the first round, half were cut according to the scores, then we went into semi finals, then the top 3 made it to the finals, then there was a tie for first place so the game had to go in to O.T., whatever that is, and to make along story short, I came in SECOND!
My family get together are all about drinking, eating, and dancing. In that order.
Lastly,
I can’t wait to go home in 3 more weeks.
I can’t believe I’m doing Othello after Hamlet is done. We start rehearsal for that tomorrow. I am one beat bitch.
It’s official I will be reviving my critically acclaimed roles in , The Comedy of Errors, Dromio of Ephesus and Dromio of Syrcuse, at the Canton Player’s Guild, in Canton, OH in October.
What does this mean? Well, first it means that I will miss Halloween in Chicago, just like I missed Pride.
“Bitter…party of one, you’re table’s ready.”
But I will be able to do Halloween in Kent, which is a plus.
For me the glass is always half full.... usually wine.
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