03/25/04: Mindless Folly/poetry

Had LSOH rehearsal tonight and it was jolly-good fun. Ken is such an incredible director-- he's amazingly efficient, full of thought, very funny, aware of the actors' needs and he doesn't insult our intelligence. He's not afraid to tell you to try something else, which I love. Working with Trainor is also a complete pleasure; the guy has so much skill, and best yet, he knows what he wants and he knows how to get it out of you. I haven't had much rehearsal time with anyone other than Nick and Liz (Seymour and Audrey), but they are really solid and sincere, and I'm just really honored to be working with a total batch of unsuck. :-) Yay! Professional Theater!

Anyhoo, one of the highlights of the evening was actually sitting and waiting to be called up to work my scene. I was called for a 7pm rehearsal but wasn't needed until about 8:30, so Trainor and I sat around cracking each other up and I played ping-pong SMS messages with The Ninja. (Cue Paul Stamgena saying, "Or... a ninja!")

Speaking of Paul Stamegna, tonight I'm seeing him take the big lead in South Pacific at Brandywine High School. Sadly, I hate the show, but I'm sure seeing Paul up there will make me very glad. He's a riot, and I know he'll do a great job.

Still speaking of Paul Stamegna, I don't think I ever posted the mp3s of the Barbershop Kurtet from our little recording session back in February. So here's a taste. (Christurner, ya gotta download this.)

Anyhoozle, after rehearskle Trainor and I went to grab coffee to talk music, but surprise surprise, we instead talked about life, the universe and everything (oh yeah, and his cool girlfriend). I find it hilarious when people tell me that they were all scared of me when they first met me... Joe's not the first person to tell me this. We were then talking about first impressions and how totally deceiving they are, but how they set the stage for how you'll always relate to that person, and how you have to be careful what you show people at first. I said to him, "I am physically incapable of putting on a show for someone. I don't get it. What you see is what you get with me. I'm not gonna pretend to be all fake and girlie and say something like, 'Eeeeew! A bug!' Instead, I'd be more like, 'Hey, I'll eat that bug for five bucks.'"

(And then I wonder why guys see me more like a brother than a girlfriend.)

In other news... my dad called me today to tell my that my delightfully anal-retentive Uncle Bill is selling his spotless car (a '99 Malibu) and he wanted to know if I wanted it. I figure I'll probably wind up sinking another thousand bucks into the GrammaMobile over the next year or so, so why not blow $4500 and have something that will run for another 5 years? The one materialistic molecule I have was hoping for my next car to be either a 2004 Malibu or a Mini, but ya know, the reality of it is, I see cars like appliances, I park on the street, I beat them up, and I don't feel like having a car payment. So cheap is good.

Anyway, in a fit of boredom I found this yesterday. Play along at home!

Find your Crazy Nutty Zany Alias!

EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS = Favorite Spice + Last Foreign Vacation Spot: Ginger Slovenia

SOCIALITE ALIAS = Silliest Childhood Nickname + Town Where You First Partied: PookieBoops Newark

"FLY GIRL" ALIAS (a la J. Lo) = First Initial + First Two or Three Letters of Your Last Name: J. Kna

DIVA ALIAS = Something Sweet Within Sight + Any Liquid in Kitchen: HoneyButter Port

GIRL DETECTIVE ALIAS = Favorite Baby Animal + Where You Last Went To School: Chick Montclair

BARFLY ALIAS = Last Snack Food You Ate + Your Favorite Drink: Samoa Amaretto

SOAP OPERA ALIAS = Middle Name + Street Where You First Lived: Ann Fairview

PORN STAR ALIAS = Name of First Pet + Last Name of Kindergarten Teacher: Daisy Proctor

PAGAN FESTIVAL ALIAS = Your Birthstone + Favorite Childhood Stuffed Animal (hyphenated with) Something Growing in Your Yard: Diamond Turtle-Moss

And you can't forget your drag-queen name which is your first pet and your mother's maiden name... but I'm not posting that here. You already know too much.

OK, I've got nothing more to say here, so I'll leave you with what you really came here for anyway...........

Today's Spam Poetry:

Crisis shutdowns subchannel-amplified, infused, respondent buckskin
Dutchman deploys Snouts McGill

Attendees: Wilcox (herbivore Norwegian), Luckless Bland Townley.

Hurrah!! Cupboards!!

Accusing equations befell obligation.
Hawker darer defaults flanked centers.

lever torpedo hovering?
Niobe casuals autism: solace quivered.

Articulate baths ripeness swimmers scooped.
Guiltiness actuated.