Red Hat Club

So, last night, I forgot to mention the group of thirteen who got up in THE MIDDLE OF SCENE and walked out. Anyone who has read The Shape of Things, written by Neil Labute, knows that there is a good deal of cursing and a scene with some sexual situations. Anyway, we have warnings that the show is rated for mature audiences on the posters, on the box office windows, in the program, and then they are informed when reserving tickets, purchasing them, and picking them up. There is no way in hell anybody could say we didn't warn them.

But these women did.

They were so offended by the language, and appalled by the bedroom scene where Evelyn is in her bra and panties that they walked out. They came to the box office and looked at the poster and asked me where there was a warning posted and I showed them the poster and the window on the box office (which is where I basically live, it feels like). One woman said that her son had attended Henderson, so she knew that some of the girls here were "hot to trot." Because she plays a mature role and has a scene like the bedroom scene, obviously means that our lead (Playing Evelyn) has no morals. *rolls eyes*

They also made the comment that the ex-president, who they were seated near, must have been absolutely apalled that we would present such a show. At intermission, he was informing our Director of Theatre how much their lack of manners disgusted him. :D He became so much cooler in my eyes.

And The Results Are In...

I did not get the job with AST. :(

In fact, I found out via their facebook page, while my friend was called twice to ensure he was aware that he didn't have the job.

So, I will be taking a summer class or two and working at a sleazy little restaurant. :)

Interview

So I had my interview with Arkansas Shakes yesterday.

Now comes the really hard part... WAITING.

*nerves*

Nothing To Lose

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
Steve Jobs

What's Another Day?

Life has been hectic. Interesting. Crazy.

Can you believe that I actually kinda miss Stephen? After all he did, I still long to be held by him. Yet, the other part of me wants to strangle him. I'm still hurt. And it still hurts to think about, like a stabbing pain in the very center of my chest. I'm such a silly little girl.
My mom says that it's to be expected. Andrea does too. I had been with him for almost two years, right? Mom says to stay busy, because right now I am at my most vulnerable.

Urinetown is starting to really come together. I am so proud of them, well most of them. Bobby has really surprised me, turns out he can sing. Pretty well, actually. Hope is a diva... though that's to be expected. Everyone is doing FANTASTIC!

The Shape of Things had crew view tonight and that went really well. Stephanie and Jon are going to knock their socks off! Woot!

I have an interview Friday at five with the Arkansas Shakespeare Theatre for their summer festival. EEEEKKK!!!

In The Land Of Women

I'm on the plane out here, and I open my computer and I start reading these emails that I sent her, like 30 or more maybe, over the course of our relationship. And not just short messages, I'm talking about long, involved love letters. Like, desperately trying to be romantic and poetic, whatever and embarrassing as it is, it's also like, kind of the best stuff I've ever written. Because it's got this naive idealism thing going on where ours is going to be one of the greatest love stories ever told, and I'm writing it. So I'm sitting there and I'm reading these emails and there's some turbulence, and I start to have this massive panic attack, like nothing I've ever had, and I think it's happening because I can never imagine feeling that way about anybody else, ever again.

-> In The Land of Women