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Sometimes I log on to TemptingFate.org and I'm really intent on blogging up a storm, as I like to say. But then I start writing and all that comes out is boring old crap about my personal life, not something interesting like political commentary or g View the entire post on my blog
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| Just a girl who cain't say 'no' |
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10.21.06 - 8.35pm
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Golly gee wilikers, Batman. I haven't posted in so long, I bet you all thought I was dead. Well, No such luck. I'm still alive and kickin'. Sorry to disappoint.
It's been a busy couple of weeks. I suppose I should start at the very beginning - a vView the entire post on my blog
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| Not for the life of me |
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9.18.06 - 3.26pm
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I'm so... thrilled to be a part of this show. Really, it's such an experience.Those of you who know me (and even some that don't) know that I felt this way over Assassins and over The Tamin of the Shrew. It's shows like this that make me think "wow, View the entire post on my blog
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| In Memoriam |
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9.10.06 - 10.56pm
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Words can't describe my feelings about today. All I can say is that I feel very inspired. Watching Will Todd and David Simpatico work with our cast gave me chills. They know their stuff. Not that I was questioning their View the entire post on my blog
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| All our base |
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7.5.06 - 12.44pm
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I have seen the face of evil:
Is that not the worst picture of her, ever? She looks like she must be the spawn of Satan.
The appearance of Beelzebub is in respoView this post on my blog
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| Gloria in excelis deo |
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6.30.06 - 10.43pm
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Well I'm back from Kansas City. Tick, Tick... BOOM! was everything I hoped it would be plus some. I'll be writing a review of it on candy-theatre.com, when that gets going and updated. It was the best show I've seen. Ever. Including Urinetow View this post on my blog
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| Don't you label me! |
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6.21.06 - 9.45pm
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Sarah recently brought this to my attention;
There is a company in Washington (state) that makes laptop bags and such. Every bag has washing instructions on its tag, in English and then in View this post on my blog
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| Glory |
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2.3.06 - 12.02am
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Godspell opens Friday.
669-6455 for RSVPs
Opening night is already sold out.
So, let me break this down for you;
Clark theatre has been my life for about 10 years. I kid you not. And this is my last show at that wonderful place I like to call home. Not only that, but it's a good one too. A really good one.
I'll admit, I got emotional tonight. Deanna came up to me and told me she would miss me. But the scary part is that I will miss her more than she will know (until she gets into my shoes when she's 18 and going away)
And now I know how Alison felt when she left. Her generation grew up with Doug and Clark. My generation grew up with Judy and Clark. Deanna's generation will grow up with Frank, Julie, Devon, and Clark. I guess I'm the last person who will know who Doug was. I'm the last person who could point him out in a crowd.
So here's a funny tidbit; My first actual audition at Clark was for the Footlights Acting Troupe. Back then, you had to audition for the acting troupe in order to audition for a show. You had to have a prepared monologue and song. My monologue was Anne Frank talking to Peter about the sky. My song - Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer. Obviously not the best pick. Anyway, I dress the part: I wear white corduroy overalls and a white long sleeve shirt. I spent HOURS trying to find the perfect outfit.
I get to Clark, ready for my audition, and notice everyone else is in a T-shirt and jeans. I was so embarrassed.
After the monologue and song, Doug invites the auditioners into his office for an interview. I remember his office perfectly. It had green carpet, with lots of stains. He had a desk set up facing the door, and all around the room were these toys. Like, McDonald's toys that you get from a happy meal. He has this little porcelain clown too on the center of his desk.
I couldn't tell you in detail what we talked about. Mostly it was about how badly I wanted into the program. How dedicated I would be to it. It didn't take longer than 2 minutes, I'm sure. Anyway, he told me that someone would call me to let me know in the next few days. Someone did. I was in.
Back then we did about 10 shows each year. Think about it. 10 full-length shows. 2 or 3 were musicals. We must have had amazing funding. And the sets and costumes were always amazing. We needed a new lighting board - we were still running off of the church lights system that was built in the 60s, I'm sure. A mirror hung from the wall so Doug could see the stage, even when he was facing the wall with all the light switches on them.
I didn't get much of a chance to know Doug. Judy started working at Clark, then Doug retired. Judy was never mean to me. I loved her with all my heart. Clark now started to reduce it's number of productions during the year from 10 to 6. Judy's office was set up with the desk facing the door, like Doug's was, but she also brought in a couch and a canvas painting of a sunset. The porcelain clown was left behind by Doug, and she kept it in her office, but all the other toys were gone. Most of the Clark regulars left with the toys, at that time - refusing to work with Judy, I assume. Or maybe they just thought it was time for them to move on. Either way, the same shift came between Judy and Julie.
Julie/Frank/Devon 's office became more open. The desk faced the narrow, church window. The couches were moved to the 'dance room' (aka, green room. It will always be the dance room to me, I guess.) The carpet was stripped, and tiles replaced it. It's a bit plain, if you ask me, but to each his own.
I'm starting to sound like an old man.
Here are some things I've said on that stage. Just to clue you in.
First play at Clark: "Silent Night, Holy night" (I was only in the angel choir of BCPE)
From the first musical I did at Clark: "Let us be on stage with energy flowing and memorized lines." (The show was called In The Wings. Joyce Shank wrote the music to it and musically directed it. She is still the musical director for our yearly musical at Clark. I first met Valerie in this show. Who would have known that she would end up being my saving grace?)
My dance debut: I wanna make magic: I want to electrify the stage... (In FAME, I was a chorus member, but I had a dance solo with Tyrone during the song Fame. This is when I first decided I loved to dance.)
More BCPE: "Someone yelled "Mildred, stop!" but it was too late..."
My first leading role (8th grade: Oh What a Tangled Web): "Janet's not here... Where is she...? uh, she's... dead."
All I'm seeing right now is a flood of images. Bits of memory. I keep hearing Benny Goodman's Sing Sing Sing. I remember the dance we did still. I see Emily, Jessie, and I dancing to Amy Grant's Baby Baby. I see Colin and Lonnie. I see Robert Young. I see Cathy Rose. Doug Valentine. Matt dancing, God bless him. Lara Lawson and Tracy DeLaughter. I see Winter Benefits and Summer camps. I see costumes. I see signatures - I can quote some even. I see the photo albums, and the porcelain clown, and the upright piano. I see the stained glass, the sound board, the K O and G. I see the entire summer camp sitting on the floor of the girl's bathroom, singing 'you are my sunshine.' I see Valerie singing 'I want to be an actress.' I see the playground. I see the mirror. I see me.
It's time. I know it. One last curtain call before I go.
Do you understand?
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| Bang, Bang... Shit |
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1.9.06 - 5.28pm
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I am not Fake.
I am not Fake.
I am not Fake.
I am not Fake.
I am not Fake.
I am not Fake.
I am not Fake.
I am not Fake.
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| I'm high on life. |
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1.8.06 - 7.50pm
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Found a hosting package for Candy Theatre, 4.99 a month. Of course, I could pay for two years and get a year free. That would be $119-ish. But I don't have that money up front. Boo, hiss. I want to work on Candy Theatre. TemptingFate isn't a necessity, I guess. For blogging needs, I have LJ, I guess. And Xanga, for my Edison friends. (Everyone at Edison uses Xanga. I personally think LJ is the better of the two. And Myspace is blah.)
I'm watching the West Wing right now. It's cool that they are showing the episodes that John Spencer filmed before his death. Sorta beyond the grave spiritual stuff. He really loved acting you know, and it's neat that they are memorializing him with his final episodes. He rocks hardcore too. He's highlighted in this episode specifically, and rocks. I hope I can make someone, somewhere talk like this when I die. I don't want it to be the only thing said about me, but I do want it said.
Check out this:
The drug for me, even better than alcohol, was acting.
-John Spencer
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1.2.06 - 9.30pm
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I'm pretty lonely. I feel like I need a relationship. Boo. I'm sending all the right signals... Will someone bite already? Gah, boys are stupid.
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| merry christmas |
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12.14.05 - 10.20pm
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 Dear Santa...
Dear Santa,
This year I've been busy!
In January I farted in an elevator (-6 points). In September I turned ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) evanbro in for running naked in the mall (3 points). In April I pulled over and changed willowforlife's flat tire (15 points). In May on a flight to LA, I stole the emergency flight information card (-40 points). Last Monday I ruled Canada as a cruel and heartless dictator (-700 points).
Overall, I've been naughty (-728 points). For Christmas I deserve a moldy sandwich!
Sincerely,
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| 4 days until I'm an adult |
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12.4.05 - 10.18pm
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Frank called, I'm in Godspell. We'll see which song and stuff later. First rehersal is the 12th at 6.
I'm turning 18 on Thursday... It's exciting and whatnot. The big one eight. So what should I do to celebrate? Maybe I'll be taken out to dinner by a mysterious stranger. I like Spegetti Warehouse.
I also like looking for Shakespeare monologues. Oh wait...
I need a dynamite one. Now.
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12.3.05 - 2.08pm
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shevralay tagged me, so here goes the meme
( simple pleasures )
I don't have that many LJ-friends. Gotta find me some more. Some that I
actually know, not people I just friend for the heck of it.
Godspell auditions today. I'm excited. Whoot. More later.
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| JBB |
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12.2.05 - 7.40pm
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JBB Tonight And I look drop dead awesome. I think. The dress I bought over the summer for tonight is a no go. Too big. I guess that's a good thing that it's too big and not too small. That would suck.
Instead of the gorgeous silver and blue dress that I was going to wear, I'm in a hawt red one. I got it together last minute from my various costume dresses that I have for shows. It actually looks pretty good. I crossed the halter once before puting it around my nack, even though it wasn't supposed to go like this. It was just supposed to hang - oh this is redonkulous for me to try to describe it, I'll get a picture.
Okay, the strap was supooised to just go up rather than cross the heart.
So my shoes suck, but other than that I'm good. I think I'm ready. It's 7:30, the dance starts at 8:30. No date, but that's ok, everyone will be jealous. Except not because I don't look as good as I could if I had the right dress on... Bah, it's all good.
See you guys tonight. Maybe. if you're there. If not, I promise to dance with you ASAP. Totally.
Oh, and on a side note, this dance won't be NEARLY as fun as NJCL convention dances. ^^;;
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