What a weekend! I'm exhausted!
We did two shows on Saturday, and as if that wasn't enough to wear me out (that, and thinking ahead to the show on Sunday as well), I allowed Maggie Siff to drag me off to her friend Suli's 25th birthday party on Saturday night. Those of you who know me know that I'm not exactly great at large crowds of people I don't know (I'm almost as bad as Gavan on that score), so I allowed her to badger me into going with great trepidation.
Those of you who know me also know that I had, as you may have guessed, a great time. For once in my life I maintained a little discipline and managed not to drink too much, but it was a pretty high-energy affair (those 25 year-olds... whew!), so I was still pretty bushed for the matinee on Sunday - but I survived.
I took my digital camera with me and snapped some photos...
This is Maggie's friend Lee, singing a song she wrote in honor of Suli's transition to being a "Young Old Person."
That's Suli, taking in Lee's song... behind her there is Mike, one of her roommates.
Here's my new friend Dito van Reigersberg, who you've read about in past entries, I think. He's trying to be all serious here... I like the contrast of light & dark on either side of him.
Here's Dito molesting David Brick, Maggie's boyfriend. David is a founder/member of Headlong Dance Theater,
and Dito is one of the founders of Pig Iron Theatre Company - both of which are staples of the Philadelphia arts scene.
Dito snapped this one of me... have I mentioned that I can't wait to cut my hair and shave off this stupid mustache? BTW - I had to make this one black & white, 'cuz my face was all over red and splotchy... maybe I need to drink more and sleep less.
Here's a pic of director Aaron Posner, and my newest dear friend, Maggie Siff... I think I caught them off guard, hitting them with a camera flash in the dark. Aaron survived the experience pretty well, but the photo doesn't do justice to Maggie's beauty.
Dito & Lee doing the "We're Thinking Great Thoughts" pose.
One last picture of the gang. Some serious booty shaking going on.
So that was my Saturday night. The show the next afternoon went well, even though, like the fool that I am, I stayed up way too late reading Stephen King's latest, Dreamcatcher. Though not his best, I do have to say it's a pretty good read... good enough, I suppose, that it kept me riveted 'til 6 a.m. when I needed to do a matinee that day!
It's also my first experience of eBooks... I downloaded the book from amazon.com, along with the Microsoft Reader eBook software, and I've been staring relentlessly at my computer screen as I've been reading the past few days. I knew that my new 'puter has a pretty good screen, but I'm still surprised at how easy on the eyes the entire experience was. The fact that the size of the type is adjustable probably didn't hurt. So all in all, the ebook thing is pretty neat, but I don't think that actual bound literature is in any danger of extinction, as far as I'm concerned.
I forced myself to stop reading at 3 a.m. Monday morning, so I had anticipated a nice night's sleep (assuming, of course, that since I'm a lazy actor it's not unreasonable to sleep 'til 11 a.m. or even noon on my day off... can you tell I've never been a parent?), but Fate intervened in my silly plans. At 8:30 a.m., the house was rocked by the sound of shattering glass, and I mean a really big sound of shattering glass. I sat bolt upright in bed, thinking that every dish in every cabinet in the kitchen had just been dropped on the floor at one time. I flailed myself into my clothing and stumbled downstairs to find that the sliding glass door to the patio (which we'd reported as being broken several times) had slipped off it's track and fallen into the living room. Poor Kate Norris had made the mistake of taking off the security bar to go on the patio and have a cigarette, then deciding she needed to use the restroom first. After she got settled in the bathroom, the damn door just fell inward and shattered into a million pieces. Thankfully, no one was hurt. I tried to help Kate clean up some of the mess, but truthfully wasn't very effective with only five hours of sleep... I kinda wandered around in a daze picking up a couple shards, but beyond that, she got stuck with most of the work.. Later on in the day a handyman, presumably from the management company, came to cart the dead door away. Now the living room has a big sheet of plastic covering the door while they work on reparing it. The excitement never ends, my friends.
Monday night, on the other hand, was a lot of fun. Lee had an extra ticket to Michael Ogborn at the Lapin Agile, a cabaret that was being performed on our set on our off night, and invited me to join her and Dito. Michael is a native Philadelphian who now lives in New York, but who's been writing and composing lyrics for musicals (and authoring them, too, I gather) for years. The evening was a review of music Michael had written and composed for musicals over the years, and was being recorded for a CD. I know that Lee, and maybe Dito too, had worked with Michael in the past, and the audience was chock full of his friends and admirers. To be honest, I don't know what I was expecting, but I ended up having a really fabulous time, and even signed up for the mailing list to be notified when the CD is complete. The music was that great!
All in all, a wonderful, if busy weekend. Now I've got to turn my attention to getting myself ready to get the hell outta Dodge! I've got a lot of stuff to ship back to Pittsburgh, and I've got to be packed and out of Actor Housing Central by noon next Monday, as the cast of Cyrano, the Arden's next show, will be moving in then. So much to do, so little time left!!! Aaaarrrrggghhh!
We did two shows on Saturday, and as if that wasn't enough to wear me out (that, and thinking ahead to the show on Sunday as well), I allowed Maggie Siff to drag me off to her friend Suli's 25th birthday party on Saturday night. Those of you who know me know that I'm not exactly great at large crowds of people I don't know (I'm almost as bad as Gavan on that score), so I allowed her to badger me into going with great trepidation.
Those of you who know me also know that I had, as you may have guessed, a great time. For once in my life I maintained a little discipline and managed not to drink too much, but it was a pretty high-energy affair (those 25 year-olds... whew!), so I was still pretty bushed for the matinee on Sunday - but I survived.
I took my digital camera with me and snapped some photos...
This is Maggie's friend Lee, singing a song she wrote in honor of Suli's transition to being a "Young Old Person."
That's Suli, taking in Lee's song... behind her there is Mike, one of her roommates.
Here's my new friend Dito van Reigersberg, who you've read about in past entries, I think. He's trying to be all serious here... I like the contrast of light & dark on either side of him.
Here's Dito molesting David Brick, Maggie's boyfriend. David is a founder/member of Headlong Dance Theater,
and Dito is one of the founders of Pig Iron Theatre Company - both of which are staples of the Philadelphia arts scene.
Dito snapped this one of me... have I mentioned that I can't wait to cut my hair and shave off this stupid mustache? BTW - I had to make this one black & white, 'cuz my face was all over red and splotchy... maybe I need to drink more and sleep less.
Here's a pic of director Aaron Posner, and my newest dear friend, Maggie Siff... I think I caught them off guard, hitting them with a camera flash in the dark. Aaron survived the experience pretty well, but the photo doesn't do justice to Maggie's beauty.
Dito & Lee doing the "We're Thinking Great Thoughts" pose.
One last picture of the gang. Some serious booty shaking going on.
So that was my Saturday night. The show the next afternoon went well, even though, like the fool that I am, I stayed up way too late reading Stephen King's latest, Dreamcatcher. Though not his best, I do have to say it's a pretty good read... good enough, I suppose, that it kept me riveted 'til 6 a.m. when I needed to do a matinee that day!
It's also my first experience of eBooks... I downloaded the book from amazon.com, along with the Microsoft Reader eBook software, and I've been staring relentlessly at my computer screen as I've been reading the past few days. I knew that my new 'puter has a pretty good screen, but I'm still surprised at how easy on the eyes the entire experience was. The fact that the size of the type is adjustable probably didn't hurt. So all in all, the ebook thing is pretty neat, but I don't think that actual bound literature is in any danger of extinction, as far as I'm concerned.
I forced myself to stop reading at 3 a.m. Monday morning, so I had anticipated a nice night's sleep (assuming, of course, that since I'm a lazy actor it's not unreasonable to sleep 'til 11 a.m. or even noon on my day off... can you tell I've never been a parent?), but Fate intervened in my silly plans. At 8:30 a.m., the house was rocked by the sound of shattering glass, and I mean a really big sound of shattering glass. I sat bolt upright in bed, thinking that every dish in every cabinet in the kitchen had just been dropped on the floor at one time. I flailed myself into my clothing and stumbled downstairs to find that the sliding glass door to the patio (which we'd reported as being broken several times) had slipped off it's track and fallen into the living room. Poor Kate Norris had made the mistake of taking off the security bar to go on the patio and have a cigarette, then deciding she needed to use the restroom first. After she got settled in the bathroom, the damn door just fell inward and shattered into a million pieces. Thankfully, no one was hurt. I tried to help Kate clean up some of the mess, but truthfully wasn't very effective with only five hours of sleep... I kinda wandered around in a daze picking up a couple shards, but beyond that, she got stuck with most of the work.. Later on in the day a handyman, presumably from the management company, came to cart the dead door away. Now the living room has a big sheet of plastic covering the door while they work on reparing it. The excitement never ends, my friends.
Monday night, on the other hand, was a lot of fun. Lee had an extra ticket to Michael Ogborn at the Lapin Agile, a cabaret that was being performed on our set on our off night, and invited me to join her and Dito. Michael is a native Philadelphian who now lives in New York, but who's been writing and composing lyrics for musicals (and authoring them, too, I gather) for years. The evening was a review of music Michael had written and composed for musicals over the years, and was being recorded for a CD. I know that Lee, and maybe Dito too, had worked with Michael in the past, and the audience was chock full of his friends and admirers. To be honest, I don't know what I was expecting, but I ended up having a really fabulous time, and even signed up for the mailing list to be notified when the CD is complete. The music was that great!
All in all, a wonderful, if busy weekend. Now I've got to turn my attention to getting myself ready to get the hell outta Dodge! I've got a lot of stuff to ship back to Pittsburgh, and I've got to be packed and out of Actor Housing Central by noon next Monday, as the cast of Cyrano, the Arden's next show, will be moving in then. So much to do, so little time left!!! Aaaarrrrggghhh!
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