With Exeunt Dead Actor that is. We won’t go into all the other crap in my life that I’m not so happy about. I read the script through and I smiled through it. No cringing, some actual laughter, yeah! I think I would be happy with handing this over to Ian and saying, “Here ya’ go, see you January 30th!” Yeah! Me happy. Me go drink some wine now and feel like a responsible, creative human being. A responsible creative human being who is swearing writing off again for another year. I’ve made my yearly writing contribution to LGT, thank you goodnight!
McDonald’s is not all evil (unlike the thoroughly evil Evilmart). I just heard that the widow of Ray Kroch, founder of McDonald’s, just died and bequethed $200 million to NPR. That is the largest single contribution ever to NPR or to any American Cultural institution period. In history! Wow, so cool. So I need to get fast food tonight, and as an homage, I believe I will go to Mickey D’s. Hey, you’ve gotta’ admit, they do have the best fries!
Who points out that the same points could be made about the red cross. Those emaciated people were living on a diet of -50 calories a day, and then we came in and gave them protien and fat and now they’re getting 500 calories a day - the lard-asses.
Shit howdy! Have you seen how many shows are going on this month? Shit Howdy! There are so many I lost count, and 4 of them I HAVE to see because dear friends are in them (well, really 5, but said 6th play contains a person who never comes to see my shows, so with my limited time, something had to give!) And this is not even counting the two shows I’m in. Damn! They should rename November “Theatrevember”! But all said 5 plays are now on my calendar in the only dates that I have free. Would you like to see some theatre? Please join Tim and I: Sunday Nov. 9th @ 2:30pm “12 Angry Jurors” @ the 1st Universalist Church (see Bill!) Saturday Nov. 15th @ 8pm “An Ideal Husband” @ Waller Creek (see Frank and Karen!) Friday Nov. 21st @ 8pm “Cry Pitch Carrolls” @ Off Center (no one I know, but it’s SVT!) Sunday Nov. 23rd @ 5pm “Emperor of the Moon” @ Austin Playhouse (see Kim! and probably other people we know we don’t know about!) Friday Nov. 28th @ 8pm “Coriolanus” @ the Vortex (see Jennie! see Jennie do Shakespeare for the first time!!) Ticket prices vary, so check out the Chron and go see some Theatre! And if you know any children, bring them to my show: “The Toys Take Over Christmas” (I’m the EVIL Toymaker) November 15-December 20, Saturdays at 10am at the Scottish Rite Theatre. (You can also catch me at D&B Murder Mystery Dinner Theatre through November 22nd if you’re into that!) Yeah Theatre!
There was another suicide bomber in Israel. I’m so shocked! I really think it’s sad, but I am so tired of everyone acting so shocked and talking about the tragedy every time there is an explosion in Israel. Surely these people must expect these sort of things? It couldn’t possibly be a shock every time. Oh, but this time it was in a coffeeshop in a quaint (read: rich) part of town, so they thought they were safe. Please! You’re still in Israel. I know it sounds uncaring, but when do we give up? How many more roadmaps do we draft before we just back out and tell Israel and the Palestinians that it’s open season? Because it’s open season right now, let me tell you. Joe Liebermann called Israel our “staunchest ally” in the debates last night and admonished Howard Dean for turning on them! Please tell me this man will never be president! Our “staunchest ally” shits all over our roadmap for peace by bombing “terrorists” (and anyone else in a 20 square mile area) as soon as we negotiate a cease-fire. Oh, but I forgot, it’s okay to be a terrorist if you’re a government. I mean, they did learn from the best, US! Arggh! Let’s declare a moritorium on talk of Israel. NO more news coverage, no more “peace talks”. Let’s shut them out and concentrate on our own problems! And don’t even get me started on the idiots who are still afraid of September 11th reoccuring in their backyard. “Yes, mam, Podunkville, Nowhere is an important target for terrorists. It’ll show the world!” Dissipate the culture of fear! You wanna’ worry? Worry about losing your job, worry about your kids not getting an education, worry about starving to death from poverty! Worry about the environment! But don’t worry about crap like terrorists. Just do me a favor and blow your head off instead so you can stop the worrying. Oh, and donate your fortune to the ACLU. Because if I hear one more person say “It’s worth giving up a little of my civil liberties to be safe…” I’m going to shove them in a gulag!
My father called last night and dropped a bomb on me: he is leaving for Kuwait on Friday or Saturday to work. You might ask what branch of the military my father is in? He’s in Cheney’s branch, the Halliburton branch. Yep, my father is going to Kuwait to help Halliburton reap the rewards of war. I guess that’s what petroleum engineers do, work for war profiteers. I can’t even begin to tell you how insane I think he is. In my mind, it is not a question of if he’ll be killed, but when. I can only hope he can come home a few times first. (He’ll work 35 days in Kuwait, then be home for 35ish days-they usually short change him on the time off.) This is not the first time my father’s plans for work have made me cry. He’s been doing the rotation thing for a few years now, going to Siberia for 28 days and then returning for 28 days. That’s all been for Halliburton too, (excepting a small stint for another crazy company where he had to get a Russian interpreter to help get him a ticket out of the country it was so bad). But last year in January Halliburton gave him the chance to work in Russia full-time and he took it. My Mother was to follow him once she was done teaching in June or July. I was completely floored and generally acted like a baby. See, I’m very close to my parents and the thought of them living thousands of miles away made me feel like an orphan. But, trusty Halliburton put the squash on those plans and he was suddenly unemployed again with like 3 days notice. My parents were very disappointed as they, especially my Mother who has never been out of the country, saw it as a big adventure. I actually grew to be disappointed for them because I understood why they were so excited. So my dad was unemployed again for quite a few months until Halliburton hired him back AGAIN for a couple months to go to Russia. Then again, again with almost no notice, they said they woudn’t be needing him anymore. Since then they’ve offered him jobs in exciting, safe places like Malaysia and Saudi Arabia. He turned them down because they were’t rotation based and he wasn’t desperate enough yet, I guess. Thank goodness they offered him the crown jewel now! Kuwait. Yep, Kuwait. I could understand Russia. He made great friends who fed him raindeer and vodka and spoke Russian with him, never faulting his nasally Texas drawl. And I knew that he had people there, especially during September 11th, who would have laid their lives down getting him out. But Kuwait? Fucking Kuwait!!!
So I’ve been getting an insanely small amount of sleep lately because Two Gents is in production week (I won’t even discuss how I didn’t get any sleep last week either even though we weren’t in production week- we were just rehearsing late). This has made me extremely grumpy in the morning, and I think that I am turning into Jack and will start having an alter-ego I talk to. Which would actually be cool, but kind of annoying, but anyway, after I get my two cups of coffee, I’m able to function. I mean, somedays I’m more tired than others, but generally I can keep my head up, drive to work, get my job done, and drive home. I usually nap for about 15-20 minutes when I get home, go to rehearsal, go to bed late and then get up the next morning and do it all over again. My point? I’m still alive. I mean, I don’t really have to drag myself through the day. At least not anymore than usual. I get this tired sometimes on weekends when I’ve had 9 hours of sleep. So maybe I don’t need sleep! I used to get 8 and this was really good, but there’s no way I can get 8 now. So is 7 or 7 and a half really better than the 5 and half to six I’ve been getting this week? I ponder this because my father is a life-long insomniac. He averaged 4 hours of sleep a night for 40 years. HIs hypothesis? We don’t need as much sleep as the average bear! (I’m also an insomniac.) Food for thought, I could be doing more and sleeping less. Hmm…
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Tarv
2003-06-25T17:36:10.000Z
Well, probably. I can go a long damn time without sleep given the proper motivation and some decent coffee. It can even be kind of fun depending on what you’re doing. Slapdash was a good example (43 hours straight). We were doing something fun and creative and exciting, so staying awake, while difficult at certain points during the day, was fun. An example when it was NOT so fun was the last week leading up to opening night for Romulus. We were at the theater some nights until 2 or 3 am all week long, and I got up every morning to go to work like a good little ant. That was one of the worst weeks ever because it went past that point where sleep deprivation makes you just a bit loopy and threatens to cause serious damage. I was hating the whole world by the time opening night came along.
Why oh why did my boss have to pick today to give me data entry? Little tiny names swimming across a page in 2 pt type sent by fax. And I always hate data entry, but I fear I may not make it through today, I am so tired. And data entry is like taking a sleeping pill. Arggh!
I had a completely kick-ass birthday yesterday! Thanks to all you peeps that showed up to drink the evening away with me, it was a blast. I’m so happy to have such wonderful friends:) And to those who didn’t show up, you are required to come to my next birthday function and drink twice as much!
Brett just notified me that the terror alert level has been lowered from orange to yellow. Phew! You can go back to your mindless consumerism and idiotic flag-waving now. Oh, you were already doing that? Well, carry on then!
