Goodbye For Now

It's snowing today. In Seattle. Or rather, at my house, which actually is on a different weather system than the rest of the Eastside King County, apparently.

In other news, RIP, Betty Comden. I'm watching Singing in the Rain right now. I loved the wit and charm of the lyrics of those songs, and I'll always love watching Comden and Green sing "Listen to the Rain on the Roof" in the Follies Concert. And no matter what Sister Mary Ignatius thinks, I know you are not going to hell.

Sit Kitty Cat, We Won't Be Home For Hours

First off, I had a lovely morning coffee date with my bestest best friend, and my high school drama teacher and her daughter. It's sort of an annual tradition, because we're all home, and none of us are the doorbuster types who need to go shopping first thing in the morning the day after Thanksgiving. Oh yes, and it's drama teacher's birthday weekend. So, we chat for two hours at the local Starbucks and wander through Michaels. Catching up, but more talking about the future than anything else. Because of what Sister and I do, ie, work in professional theatre, we can be a boon to Juanita Drama by being mentors, or connecting them with others who can be mentors, or other opportunities. It's nice to think that we're already successful enough at this point that we can get quality people for our high school.
In other words: HAHAHAHAHA, I'm better than you!

Then my first day of caroling. Things were a little frantic at first, but in the end it was very fun, handing out candy canes to the cute little kids, and smiling, smiling smiling. Joy. Everybody had a good time, and I was sort of glad that I didn't have to carol afterwards. Because I went to see Stranger Than Fiction with Sister and Bestest Best Friend. So good. I'm so in love with Emma Thompson. Does a movie without a stitch of makeup, looking haggard and put through the wringer. That, that is bravery. I applaud you, Emma. Will Ferrall was good as well, a really very sympathetic character. Yes, there were his funny moments, but without the false bravado of characters like Ron Burgandy or Ricky Bobby, we just got a confused honest man. I love it. sooo so much.

Always Arrives Overdone

Mmm... Cheesy goodness.
A little bit more on the Birdie at Village which I saw last week. First of all, yay it's been getting very nice reviews in the local papers. Bitches.
I was sitting in the audience, and the high pitched teenage belts started in on "We... love... you... Conrad" and I grabbed for my seat neighbor's hand.

Ohmigod what am I doing here why am I here get me out get me out get me out stupid nooooooooooooooo stop it now it's not too late to leave I don't really have to be here make it stop let me go!

Now, that reaction didn't end until after the last whiny Byeeeee Byeeeeeeee Biirdyyyyyyyyy ended. The show was cute, really truly. It was just such a shock is all.

More cheesy tambourine choreography for choir today. Oh what we do for a paycheck. If you're in Bellevue, don't come see me. It's a tad embarrassing. Apparently I stand on a drum and sing. Joy. So this is what two years of voice lessons leads to.

Although after sitting through two days of Tommy auditions, I totally don't want to be an actor. At least not professionally. Because it all comes down to being just enough better than everyone else, and being just the right type. They're all very talented, just not necessarily right for everything. I'll still audition, but I will not be a professional actor. Screw that, someone has got to make sure they get dressed and tell them how much they rock. I'm good at that. Kinda.

Sunday is Much Like Any Other

First full week sans Evita. What do I do?

Monday- Teach at Village and then go to rehearsal. Tamborine choreography. Weeee! I'm so cool. Except not.

Tuesday- Shopping. Bye bye tips!

Wednesday- Went to see Bye Bye Birdie at Village. It's so bright. What's with all the color? And what is this talking thing? Is this what a real musical is? I'm so confused.

Thursday- Nothing? Really? Oh wait, there was that audition that I completely bombed. I made choices, I'll own up, but they were wierd and rushed. So much for doing shows at school.

Friday- Internship day... with none of my bosses around for two hours. Hey all, La Dame's in charge of the Artistic Department now! Went to see Actor's Nightmare at Juanita. These are my roots man! Roots, roots I tell you. I've come so far, and yet, I must remain humble, for here is where I started.

Saturday- Hey a whole day at Village! Wait a minute, why? I'm done with Evita. Oh right, Tommy callbacks. Yay! I love auditions where I don't actually have to audition. I'm so not an actor. Then at the very last second, I decided that it would be fun to see Children of Eden at CLO. It was fun, and Kat lied about how bad it was. Also, it shows my deep commitment to school, obviously, since I could've gone to All In The Timing at the UW. I really was going to, but then when proposed, CLO sounded more fun.

So we come to today.
Sunday- More callbacks! However, I got to sleep in today. Yippee!

So, out of one week, how many days did I spend at Village? 4. You'd think I was working on a show or something.