Disclaimer: I feel really strongly that I am just human. So, if any of this sounds like the "Dark Side" it is just your imagination. Ok? Good. Shall we continue with our normal programming? Good. Go ahead, I'm not stopping you...oh wait, I am.... sorry...here we go, for real this time...
Before we can psychoanalyze my psycho-ness.... I must take you back two days.
At Wednesday's Dress rehearsal part of my role was cut from the show. I was a good sport about the whole thing. It really didn't bother me at all, now that I think about it....
However, tonight we had our final Dress Rehearsal, which was a "preview" show and so we technically had an audience. The run went well (sort of...but I will get to that). I am really confident that our run will be a good one and we will get really good feedback from it. BUT (you had to see that coming) I am a little put off.
(Here is where I might sound a wee bit evil)
When I was cast, I understood that my role was as minor as minor can get. I had no lines, I was basically a living prop. However, the director made it sound like I was going to be pretty heftily involved. As we began rehearsals I started to see what she meant...and she didn't convey that initially.
I basically walk onstage a few times, hand the actor a piece of paper or a sugar packet, and then walk off.
Don't get me wrong I am thrilled to be a part of an ASU mainstage, that's kind of a big deal....however, I really feel like I could have done something more significant. That really hit me tonight.
I have come to the conclusion that ASU favors actors so now that I am in one show I can hopefully find it easier to get into others (I hope)...really a lot of the grad students get cast, and a lot of them aren't that good. Scratch that: I haven't seen most of them in their element (they auditioned and got in didn't they, there has to be something worthwhile about their talents, right? ASU's theatre school is one of the best in the country- so I'm told). I'm not saying I am the best thing that could ever happen to them, but I know I could do this. But I keep telling myself this is my in, and I am happy with that. I know I am. So why am I so put off by this show all of the sudden?
Could it be that I put a lot of work into it and feel it was for nothing?
Could it be because I feel I have more to give than pieces of paper?
Could it be that I am just in the stage of rehearsals where you hate the show?
Could it be that one of the grad-students is a total Primma-Donna?
Maybe it is all of the above...who knows really.
But I brought up a good point that I would like to discuss further. His name, well let's just keep him anonymous.
Here's a little bit of what I have seen:
First, I hear from the other actors that he told our director-while she was giving notes-"For the sake of argument, I think your wrong and I think what I am doing is better and I think I should stick with that." He also complained that where he stands on stage is "not viewable by the whole audience".... We have camera work within the show and when our director told him the part of the audience that really cant see him will be able to see him on camera he replied, "I don't want my performance to be based off of what is seen on camera" (um, excuse me for a moment, what your doing on camera is exactly what you are doing on stage....so, what am I missing?)....Today however, I feel was the worst.
In one part of the show he gets a bloody nose. SPOILER ALERT There is a cup on the back of his bench where the blood is and he dips his finger and gives himself a "bloody-nose"...well one kid on the costume crew, in charge of putting the blood there, didn't today. I suggested that the girl who goes on and talks with him (she plays the witness and he interviews her) should bring a small cup of it and there you go. They liked the idea and the girl did it beautifully.
After the show he came downstairs (that's where our dressing/costume rooms are) and he didn't have quite as much blood as he normally does, he was avoiding communication with everyone, and was just in a bad mood. During notes the director questioned why the witness was leaning up against our main man and she told her it was because she was placing his blood. The director, hadn't even noticed. He, however, kindly tells us that he could barely get his fingers into this cup and that's why he didn't have a lot of blood and that someone needs to do something so that this never happens again.
Um, it was final dress, a tech rehearsal...things are supposed to go wrong. We make mistakes, learn from them and then know not to screw up during show. Also, we got him blood on time, so why was he is such a pissy mood? Because he is a total primma-donna.
I think he is a good actor though, that's what pains me. He can be a good actor but he has all the bad actor qualities.... It is rather unfortunate. He's really nice though and behind the scenes we get along and I hope I work with him again (a-that means I will get work, b-if I want to have this career I have to work with people who are worse than him, c-no, that's all).
That's my rant. I hope I didn't sound like a stuck-up, "I'm too good for this" actor. I promise I am not, or at least I hope I'm not really like this....
For show info go to KANYnews4.com (there are videos of me on there :D)
We run Oct 2-18. Fri-Sat at 7:30; Sun at 2
(I recommend coming early because my main stage time is during pre-show...lol)
My ear hurts all of the sudden....random? Yes.
Also, pray for me. I am in the process of applying for a job. Applied yesterday at a place I would love to work. Einsteins Bagels. Nothing too glamorous. But the hours would let me still be in shows, they are amazing, and the people seemed really nice. Oh and it's an income....
And if you could: pray for my brother. Thanks.
You stay classy World.
Bon Appetit
Friday, October 2, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
The Funky Chicken
In my head, join me if you will, I am seeing a very large Chicken. This chicken, Henry, has very ruffled feathers. Why you ask? Because he is a Funky Chicken. Henry likes to dance. Henry has spent most of today dancing inside my head.
I had tech rehearsal today and that is when Henry first appeared. He's really a great pal, keeping me company at rehearsal.
What kind of dances does Henry do? Good question.
Well, Henry is a very talented chicken. We started off the day with a bit of classical ballet. He then began to tap dance. After tap, Henry busted a move. That's right we got us a gangsta mutha clucka up in herrrr.
We then calmed things down a bit and Henry showed off his jazzy side. After a quick break, Henry turned up the volume and went back in time to the disco era and had that Saturday Night Fever (commonly mistaken as the bird flu). He polkas, conga-lines, head-bangs, river-dances, and shuffles. Henry's shinning moment was his tribute to Broadway. This entailed a very lengthy (but in a good way) medley of showtunes, in which he had choreographed to the tee. Henry's passion though, although he spent a lot of time on Broadway (he knows I like that kind of stuff, he's so nice to me), is belly-dancing. After his bunny-hops, his swings, squares, jigs and hulas; Henry closed the evening with a nice ballroom number. For this he enlisted the help of his friend, and ours, Heidi the Swedish Cow. Together they glided across the dancefloor so beautifully I had to stop and pay them full attention. Luckily I was stopped at a red light. Henry's finale was an inspirational interpretive dance, symbolizing hope through the act of the hatching of an egg. It was truly unbelievable.
Thanks Henry. I will sleep in peace and will fill my dreams with the hope you have given me. I will never be able to thank you enough.
Tech rehearsal again tomorrow (11-4). Will we be seeing you again Henry?
There is no word. He must be meditating.
In the words of Henry's distant relatives owners:
Bon Appetit.
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
I had tech rehearsal today and that is when Henry first appeared. He's really a great pal, keeping me company at rehearsal.
What kind of dances does Henry do? Good question.
Well, Henry is a very talented chicken. We started off the day with a bit of classical ballet. He then began to tap dance. After tap, Henry busted a move. That's right we got us a gangsta mutha clucka up in herrrr.
We then calmed things down a bit and Henry showed off his jazzy side. After a quick break, Henry turned up the volume and went back in time to the disco era and had that Saturday Night Fever (commonly mistaken as the bird flu). He polkas, conga-lines, head-bangs, river-dances, and shuffles. Henry's shinning moment was his tribute to Broadway. This entailed a very lengthy (but in a good way) medley of showtunes, in which he had choreographed to the tee. Henry's passion though, although he spent a lot of time on Broadway (he knows I like that kind of stuff, he's so nice to me), is belly-dancing. After his bunny-hops, his swings, squares, jigs and hulas; Henry closed the evening with a nice ballroom number. For this he enlisted the help of his friend, and ours, Heidi the Swedish Cow. Together they glided across the dancefloor so beautifully I had to stop and pay them full attention. Luckily I was stopped at a red light. Henry's finale was an inspirational interpretive dance, symbolizing hope through the act of the hatching of an egg. It was truly unbelievable.
Thanks Henry. I will sleep in peace and will fill my dreams with the hope you have given me. I will never be able to thank you enough.
Tech rehearsal again tomorrow (11-4). Will we be seeing you again Henry?
There is no word. He must be meditating.
In the words of Henry's distant relatives owners:
Bon Appetit.
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Music(of the heart?...no, just plain ol' music)
I have my songs on shuffle.
I am going to make a comment about each song and then find a way to tie it into my daily life right now. That will be a creative way in telling you how I am doing at the moment.
1) Rafiki Mourns (Lion King Broadway Soundtrack). Rafiki is chanting. There are no real words (ok maybe African words...but I can't understand them) but there is emotion, feeling, passion, meaning and depth to the music and the character behind the voice. It really inspires me and is quite beautiful.
TIE IN TO MY LIFE: Whenever I leave my voice class I find myself to be more perspective. In class we do all these exercises working with imagery and the senses. As I ride home I find myself more alert of my surroundings. This song really is beautiful and makes me feel the same way because there are no lyrics to sing along to, it is just music and it really is something that I just find myself stopping to listen to.
2) If I Were A Rich Man (Fiddler on the Roof). This song makes me dance just like he does in the movie. I love this song. "All day long I'd biddy biddy bum"
TIE IN: Well I am a poor college student. Need I say more?
3) You've Got A Friend In Me (Toystory).
TIE IN: Being in college away from most of the people who really mean a lot to me, really puts into perspective just how amazing they are and how blessed I am to have them. I think about them everyday. And even though we are apart, I know that I have them no matter what. Also, I am working on some birthday presents right now and this songs puts a smile on my face while thinking of them and the gifts.
4) Please Don't Stop The Music (Rihanna). Although things are manageable, life is chaotic in general. And I picture myself dancing through life. Dancing through the chaos. So, "please don't stop the music!"
TIE IN: Tech week is coming up and then the show. Things will be getting super chaotic and well.... bring it on baby.
5) Total Eclipse of the Heart.
TIE IN: Allison
6)My Girl (Temptations)
I used to sing this "My Dog" to my dog Shylow. Whenever I hear this song I think of him, no matter what. I miss him, but he was a great dog and I am happy I got those several years with him. (for those of you who don't know: He isn't dead, we had to get rid of him when we moved. "I still think we should go steal him back"- courtesy of Duncan)
7)SOS (Mamma Mia)
TIE IN: Lindsey
8) Hakuna Matata (Lion King)
TIE IN: This is my life motto. "It means no worries for the rest of your days. It's our problem free philosophy."
9) Cleanin' Out My Closet (eminem)
TIE IN: I am writing little excerpts here and there for that book I want to write...and well, it is really cleaning out my closet...
10) When You Say You Love Me (Josh Groban)
TIE IN: the song I WILL dance to at my wedding. Whenever that will be.
the lyrics are beautiful, look them up.
Ok so these really aren't tying into my life at the current moment too much. But I am having fun...so enjoy my randomness.
We will continue with your regular programming in just a moment. But first, breaking news.
I think I am being promoted to the congas. I was playing the Djembe drum but chances are I get to play congas now.
Also, I have an Architecture exam tomorrow. We get four exams all semester. No mid-term, no final. Just four tests. There are no other assignments or projects or homework etc. At the end of the semester there will be four grades taken into consideration...so this is kind of important. I think I will do well though. 25 multiple-guess questions.
On Tuesday I need to have 15 pages written of my mid-term play to read in class. I have the idea I just need to get typing.... I don't know about this one. I don't know about making it a stage script...I feel it is more of a film script...but we shall see.
And now back to your regular scheduled program.
Well that's all the time we have for this evening. Thanks for stopping by. It was great seeing you again. Let's do lunch, shall we? Great!
Bon Appetit!
I am going to make a comment about each song and then find a way to tie it into my daily life right now. That will be a creative way in telling you how I am doing at the moment.
1) Rafiki Mourns (Lion King Broadway Soundtrack). Rafiki is chanting. There are no real words (ok maybe African words...but I can't understand them) but there is emotion, feeling, passion, meaning and depth to the music and the character behind the voice. It really inspires me and is quite beautiful.
TIE IN TO MY LIFE: Whenever I leave my voice class I find myself to be more perspective. In class we do all these exercises working with imagery and the senses. As I ride home I find myself more alert of my surroundings. This song really is beautiful and makes me feel the same way because there are no lyrics to sing along to, it is just music and it really is something that I just find myself stopping to listen to.
2) If I Were A Rich Man (Fiddler on the Roof). This song makes me dance just like he does in the movie. I love this song. "All day long I'd biddy biddy bum"
TIE IN: Well I am a poor college student. Need I say more?
3) You've Got A Friend In Me (Toystory).
TIE IN: Being in college away from most of the people who really mean a lot to me, really puts into perspective just how amazing they are and how blessed I am to have them. I think about them everyday. And even though we are apart, I know that I have them no matter what. Also, I am working on some birthday presents right now and this songs puts a smile on my face while thinking of them and the gifts.
4) Please Don't Stop The Music (Rihanna). Although things are manageable, life is chaotic in general. And I picture myself dancing through life. Dancing through the chaos. So, "please don't stop the music!"
TIE IN: Tech week is coming up and then the show. Things will be getting super chaotic and well.... bring it on baby.
5) Total Eclipse of the Heart.
TIE IN: Allison
6)My Girl (Temptations)
I used to sing this "My Dog" to my dog Shylow. Whenever I hear this song I think of him, no matter what. I miss him, but he was a great dog and I am happy I got those several years with him. (for those of you who don't know: He isn't dead, we had to get rid of him when we moved. "I still think we should go steal him back"- courtesy of Duncan)
7)SOS (Mamma Mia)
TIE IN: Lindsey
8) Hakuna Matata (Lion King)
TIE IN: This is my life motto. "It means no worries for the rest of your days. It's our problem free philosophy."
9) Cleanin' Out My Closet (eminem)
TIE IN: I am writing little excerpts here and there for that book I want to write...and well, it is really cleaning out my closet...
10) When You Say You Love Me (Josh Groban)
TIE IN: the song I WILL dance to at my wedding. Whenever that will be.
the lyrics are beautiful, look them up.
Ok so these really aren't tying into my life at the current moment too much. But I am having fun...so enjoy my randomness.
We will continue with your regular programming in just a moment. But first, breaking news.
I think I am being promoted to the congas. I was playing the Djembe drum but chances are I get to play congas now.
Also, I have an Architecture exam tomorrow. We get four exams all semester. No mid-term, no final. Just four tests. There are no other assignments or projects or homework etc. At the end of the semester there will be four grades taken into consideration...so this is kind of important. I think I will do well though. 25 multiple-guess questions.
On Tuesday I need to have 15 pages written of my mid-term play to read in class. I have the idea I just need to get typing.... I don't know about this one. I don't know about making it a stage script...I feel it is more of a film script...but we shall see.
And now back to your regular scheduled program.
Well that's all the time we have for this evening. Thanks for stopping by. It was great seeing you again. Let's do lunch, shall we? Great!
Bon Appetit!
Friday, September 18, 2009
That was so sad!
And of course I am referring to the series finale of Roseanne...
It ends so sadly. I cried. I was left feeling empty and depressed. I never want to see that episode again. And I love that show. I will watch every episode except that one.
Moving on....
I had a meeting with my Architectural Design adviser. I started thinking, "Why do I have an architecture minor if I won't be able to do anything with it?"
I asked her about making it a second major...but she pretty much told me that wouldn't work best for me. Basically I wouldn't be able to declare it until next fall and then would have to take 4 years of classes then go to grad school and get certified. That totals 8 years of school. She did tell me about a program called the...ok, I don't remember what it is called...basically I keep it as a minor. Graduate in May of 2012. June 2012 I take classes that I would have taken as a major. September 2012 I begin grad school. In May of 2014 I will be a certified Architect with a bachelors degree in theatre.
So, I can be an architect in 1/2 less years and with only a minor in architectural design. I like it.
Of course I might not even need to be certified if my acting career is my destiny (oh please oh please oh please). But I am still pretty excited about this.
Oh and I am only saying this because Lindsey reads this: I am so excited about something that I can't tell you about! (Don't you just love me?)
I am so freaking annoyed. (I am so bipolar in this post) I have a bloody canker sore that is driving me bonkers. I want to rip my lip off. It has been like three days and I am going completely mad. I'll keep you posted as this story develops.
Speaking of developing stories: the website is up and running. By the end of the weekend we are supposed to have the videos up...WARNING: they are going to be really bad... We kind of just turned on the camera and went from there.... lol.
If you can, come to the show. Opens Oct. 2 and runs to the 18th. (Fri and Sat nights and Sun matinee) If you are interested let me know and I'll give you more info.
I think I am going to get ready for bed. I would have a midnight snack but my mouth hurts too bad. :(
Even though I can't eat...
Bon Appetit!
It ends so sadly. I cried. I was left feeling empty and depressed. I never want to see that episode again. And I love that show. I will watch every episode except that one.
Moving on....
I had a meeting with my Architectural Design adviser. I started thinking, "Why do I have an architecture minor if I won't be able to do anything with it?"
I asked her about making it a second major...but she pretty much told me that wouldn't work best for me. Basically I wouldn't be able to declare it until next fall and then would have to take 4 years of classes then go to grad school and get certified. That totals 8 years of school. She did tell me about a program called the...ok, I don't remember what it is called...basically I keep it as a minor. Graduate in May of 2012. June 2012 I take classes that I would have taken as a major. September 2012 I begin grad school. In May of 2014 I will be a certified Architect with a bachelors degree in theatre.
So, I can be an architect in 1/2 less years and with only a minor in architectural design. I like it.
Of course I might not even need to be certified if my acting career is my destiny (oh please oh please oh please). But I am still pretty excited about this.
Oh and I am only saying this because Lindsey reads this: I am so excited about something that I can't tell you about! (Don't you just love me?)
I am so freaking annoyed. (I am so bipolar in this post) I have a bloody canker sore that is driving me bonkers. I want to rip my lip off. It has been like three days and I am going completely mad. I'll keep you posted as this story develops.
Speaking of developing stories: the website is up and running. By the end of the weekend we are supposed to have the videos up...WARNING: they are going to be really bad... We kind of just turned on the camera and went from there.... lol.
If you can, come to the show. Opens Oct. 2 and runs to the 18th. (Fri and Sat nights and Sun matinee) If you are interested let me know and I'll give you more info.
I think I am going to get ready for bed. I would have a midnight snack but my mouth hurts too bad. :(
Even though I can't eat...
Bon Appetit!
Monday, September 14, 2009
Gettin' in the mood....
....for it to be autumn already. (perverts).
No, seriously. Autumn is my favorite season. Now granted, I would love to live someplace that actually gets autumn (changing of the leaves etc.) but here at least it cools down from the hundreds.
I have these air fresheners from Yankee Candle, Autumn Wreath, they are my favorite. I have been waiting to use them, and well, couldn't wait anymore. SO, now my room smells like autumn. But, when I walk outside it feels like summer in hell. Also, I have so many long sleeve shirts, jackets, and jeans that I am dying to wear. Not to mention my comfy pj pants that rock. Also, eating chili, soup, pot roast etc will be okay again. (I mean I eat all that in the summer but I get funny looks).
The sad news, there is still loads of time before we get into this phase.
And more bad news...
wait there's more? Yes, there's more depressing news.
Autumn/winter in AZ goes by with a blink of an eye. Once it comes, I will be the happiest little camper. But before you know it, the wrath of the AZ sun will be upon us once more.
Why is then that you stay in AZ Emily?
Good question. I have no idea. Probably because I feel like this is where I am supposed to be right now in my life. I really cannot explain it, but I fantasize about where I could be right now, and it's great. However, it isn't for me just yet.
Now for the perverted use of this entry title...you knew it was coming.
Picture it. Yesterday. About 4:30 p.m.
I am standing in the Verizon store waiting to be helped. I had been there for over twenty minutes, waiting. I am dressed in baggy-mission-trip-paint-stained-jeans, an over sized dark purple t-shirt. Hair pulled back, no makeup....sweaty (since I had to park in Timbuktu-*side note: I spelled Timbuktu right on the first try, go me)...yuck, I was disgusting. (can you guess where this is heading, oh I think not- unless I already told you the story).
Anyway, I'm waiting. And what to actors do in public places when they have nothing else to do? They observe others. So I am. I notice a family of four: A mom, dad, son, daughter. After a few minutes the dad looks outside and says look who's here... there were three guys outside. One of them looked a lot like the father (I am assuming it was the oldest son, and I am also assuming these guys go to ASU). The dad and younger son go outside. When the mom and daughter are done getting phones they also go outside. There are the 7 of them, standing outside Verizon hanging out. Finally the family of four leave and the three guys start to walk away toward the main area of Tempe Marketplace (it is basically an outside mall.). A few moments later one of the guys comes walking back. He comes into the store (which I thought was odd, since he was never there to begin with). He walks right up to me. (He wasn't very good looking, the other two weren't great, but they weren't bad. He was more on the negative side.) He says, "Hey, my buddies and I noticed you standing in here. We are heading over to San Filipe's to get some drinks. When you're done here why don't you come over there. My buddies and I want to buy you a couple of drinks."
I said, "Ok, sounds good," and he left. This is what went on in my head, "Ok, I am underage so even if I wanted to go, I wouldn't. If I were of age, maybe I would go. I probably wouldn't drink but I would, if I didn't have plans, probably go hang out. Good way to meet people."
I finished at Verizon, got in my car and met my roommates at Subway, rented a movie and spent the night at home.
That's my story.
Random fact:
Sunshine Cleaning (with Amy Adams and Emily Blunt)...good but depressing movie.
I would like to say God has a funny sense of humor. Friday I was joking around at band rehearsal. Pastor Mike asked us if we had met any guys to be in the band and I said to the girl next to me, "I wish I would meet guys period." The next day my prayers were answered...sort of....
Ok, I am going to bed.
Bottoms up and,
Bon Appetit.
No, seriously. Autumn is my favorite season. Now granted, I would love to live someplace that actually gets autumn (changing of the leaves etc.) but here at least it cools down from the hundreds.
I have these air fresheners from Yankee Candle, Autumn Wreath, they are my favorite. I have been waiting to use them, and well, couldn't wait anymore. SO, now my room smells like autumn. But, when I walk outside it feels like summer in hell. Also, I have so many long sleeve shirts, jackets, and jeans that I am dying to wear. Not to mention my comfy pj pants that rock. Also, eating chili, soup, pot roast etc will be okay again. (I mean I eat all that in the summer but I get funny looks).
The sad news, there is still loads of time before we get into this phase.
And more bad news...
wait there's more? Yes, there's more depressing news.
Autumn/winter in AZ goes by with a blink of an eye. Once it comes, I will be the happiest little camper. But before you know it, the wrath of the AZ sun will be upon us once more.
Why is then that you stay in AZ Emily?
Good question. I have no idea. Probably because I feel like this is where I am supposed to be right now in my life. I really cannot explain it, but I fantasize about where I could be right now, and it's great. However, it isn't for me just yet.
Now for the perverted use of this entry title...you knew it was coming.
Picture it. Yesterday. About 4:30 p.m.
I am standing in the Verizon store waiting to be helped. I had been there for over twenty minutes, waiting. I am dressed in baggy-mission-trip-paint-stained-jeans, an over sized dark purple t-shirt. Hair pulled back, no makeup....sweaty (since I had to park in Timbuktu-*side note: I spelled Timbuktu right on the first try, go me)...yuck, I was disgusting. (can you guess where this is heading, oh I think not- unless I already told you the story).
Anyway, I'm waiting. And what to actors do in public places when they have nothing else to do? They observe others. So I am. I notice a family of four: A mom, dad, son, daughter. After a few minutes the dad looks outside and says look who's here... there were three guys outside. One of them looked a lot like the father (I am assuming it was the oldest son, and I am also assuming these guys go to ASU). The dad and younger son go outside. When the mom and daughter are done getting phones they also go outside. There are the 7 of them, standing outside Verizon hanging out. Finally the family of four leave and the three guys start to walk away toward the main area of Tempe Marketplace (it is basically an outside mall.). A few moments later one of the guys comes walking back. He comes into the store (which I thought was odd, since he was never there to begin with). He walks right up to me. (He wasn't very good looking, the other two weren't great, but they weren't bad. He was more on the negative side.) He says, "Hey, my buddies and I noticed you standing in here. We are heading over to San Filipe's to get some drinks. When you're done here why don't you come over there. My buddies and I want to buy you a couple of drinks."
I said, "Ok, sounds good," and he left. This is what went on in my head, "Ok, I am underage so even if I wanted to go, I wouldn't. If I were of age, maybe I would go. I probably wouldn't drink but I would, if I didn't have plans, probably go hang out. Good way to meet people."
I finished at Verizon, got in my car and met my roommates at Subway, rented a movie and spent the night at home.
That's my story.
Random fact:
Sunshine Cleaning (with Amy Adams and Emily Blunt)...good but depressing movie.
I would like to say God has a funny sense of humor. Friday I was joking around at band rehearsal. Pastor Mike asked us if we had met any guys to be in the band and I said to the girl next to me, "I wish I would meet guys period." The next day my prayers were answered...sort of....
Ok, I am going to bed.
Bottoms up and,
Bon Appetit.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
"I will paint your ass and you can paint mine"
explanation: this is a quote from the movie Death Becomes Her. Basically, these women take a potion that keeps them "young". What is actually does is make them the living dead. Their skin needs to be painted on (otherwise they will look like zombies) and after a while it begins to peel off...hence the quote.
It got me thinking. Someday, there will, unfortunately, be a time where we will not be able to do things for ourselves (i.e. eat, shower, dress, go to the bathroom...etc.). I know some of my very loyal friends would say, "If I am able, I will be glad to help you do all those things for you, if you ever need it." However, I wouldn't blame them if they wouldn't (again, this is all assuming I go crazy before all them). I don't know how willing I would be. But herein lies my point. There are people who do this for a living..... I guess someone's got to do it....
Don't get me wrong, I know people who I am close to will get like this and I will love them no less, but I wouldn't be able to wipe there asses for them, let alone complete strangers. Am I being too snobby?
Please, your opinions on this matter. And if your opinion is, "Emily, you're crazy. I would wipe your ass in a heartbeat," please don't comment. I want more worthwhile opinions if you don't mind. This is a serious blog people.
Three day weekends are a Godsend.
Although when you have a rehearsal smack dab in the middle of it that's kind of lame. But I was skilled enough to work around that.
Got to see Allison after over 4 months. Never again. Then again, it were as if I had seen her the week before. Nothing (too major) had changed (I mean she spent the whole summer in Washington-state- and I have an eventful family so we had stories to swap...but that's besides the point).
I also had a mini-Merylthon with Lindsey. Manhattan, Plenty, Death Becomes Her.
I recommend the last one. It is amazing- in a "that's so off the wall and stupid it's great" sort of way. Everyone should see it.
Manhattan and Plenty had plot issues. To clarify: there wasn't one.
But I still enjoyed them, actually. And no, not just because Meryl was in them....
I got the Blackberry Storm (the touch one) today. So far- I love it!
Ok, I have been thinking about the opening discussion point (you know, wiping older people's asses) and I don't think I worded it right. I have this feeling that I sound like such a bitchy snob....I mean, of course if someone I loved needed help I would help them. And I'm sure the people that do this for a living (not necessarily enjoy what they do...but they) are okay with it. As much as it pains me to see people in need of those certain activities (honestly it does) I just don't think I would emotionally be able to handle it. There's my point! I am too emotional to wipe asses for a living.
On that inviting note,
Bon Appetit
here are some Death Becomes her youtube links. I'm telling you to check them out. Now. GO. Obey me, or else. Thank you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7sMilQeVHk this is the trailer...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXsnlzhsoS4 this is a bunch of clips summing up the movie...
It got me thinking. Someday, there will, unfortunately, be a time where we will not be able to do things for ourselves (i.e. eat, shower, dress, go to the bathroom...etc.). I know some of my very loyal friends would say, "If I am able, I will be glad to help you do all those things for you, if you ever need it." However, I wouldn't blame them if they wouldn't (again, this is all assuming I go crazy before all them). I don't know how willing I would be. But herein lies my point. There are people who do this for a living..... I guess someone's got to do it....
Don't get me wrong, I know people who I am close to will get like this and I will love them no less, but I wouldn't be able to wipe there asses for them, let alone complete strangers. Am I being too snobby?
Please, your opinions on this matter. And if your opinion is, "Emily, you're crazy. I would wipe your ass in a heartbeat," please don't comment. I want more worthwhile opinions if you don't mind. This is a serious blog people.
Three day weekends are a Godsend.
Although when you have a rehearsal smack dab in the middle of it that's kind of lame. But I was skilled enough to work around that.
Got to see Allison after over 4 months. Never again. Then again, it were as if I had seen her the week before. Nothing (too major) had changed (I mean she spent the whole summer in Washington-state- and I have an eventful family so we had stories to swap...but that's besides the point).
I also had a mini-Merylthon with Lindsey. Manhattan, Plenty, Death Becomes Her.
I recommend the last one. It is amazing- in a "that's so off the wall and stupid it's great" sort of way. Everyone should see it.
Manhattan and Plenty had plot issues. To clarify: there wasn't one.
But I still enjoyed them, actually. And no, not just because Meryl was in them....
I got the Blackberry Storm (the touch one) today. So far- I love it!
Ok, I have been thinking about the opening discussion point (you know, wiping older people's asses) and I don't think I worded it right. I have this feeling that I sound like such a bitchy snob....I mean, of course if someone I loved needed help I would help them. And I'm sure the people that do this for a living (not necessarily enjoy what they do...but they) are okay with it. As much as it pains me to see people in need of those certain activities (honestly it does) I just don't think I would emotionally be able to handle it. There's my point! I am too emotional to wipe asses for a living.
On that inviting note,
Bon Appetit
here are some Death Becomes her youtube links. I'm telling you to check them out. Now. GO. Obey me, or else. Thank you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7sMilQeVHk this is the trailer...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXsnlzhsoS4 this is a bunch of clips summing up the movie...
Saturday, September 5, 2009
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands (clap clap clap)
Today....I was on tv.
Nothing special.
The noon news, who watches the noon news?
Basically for the show I am in we went to the news station, on a field trip, to do some 'research' (it was just a fun way of doing research)and they put us on the air.
We took a tour of the building, and then they set up chairs right in the room where they film the live broadcasts. If you watched the news at noon today, I was right off to the right of the camera.
They had time to kill (which is crazy because they have it down to the second...I will go on about that in a second), so they turned to us and said, "we're going to put you on the air." Next thing we knew, we had lights on us an a camera. They basically panned over us and the anchor said, "Today we have a group of students from the ASU school of theatre and film with us in the studio."
It was so awesome though (the tour...not the 5 seconds of fame). I decided if I wasn't going to pursue being a movie/stage actress I would be a newscaster. They looked like they were having a ball up there. They were so good too. One minute the anchor is talking about wildfires, then they cut to a video of firefighters at the scene, while they do this the anchor turns to the co-anchor and starts having a conversation, mid conversation he switches back to the story. It went like this,"In northern Arizona, those wildfires are really heating up. We go no to the scene. So tonight my wife and I are going to this new restaurant down on whatever street. Furthermore, if the fires continue to spread, evacuations...." It was amazing to watch.
Also, the co-anchor (who was a fill in) walked in as the stereotypical shirt and tie with shorts and flip flops since you can't see under the desk. The lead anchor assured us that never happens, what luck that the day we are there it does. Uh-huh, sure. The weatherman had converse on with his suit and had his spiel to us about how his job requires more skill because he doesn't use a teleprompter. It was good fun today.
I am going to look into if I can intern there this summer. I want to intern in Cali for a talk show (like the Ellen show) or a movie company etc. But I would have to find housing (I think)...so I want to find something along those lines here in AZ where I have an apartment. Hence, the news station would be perfect!
I am super excited. Not only was today awesome (I also had more practice on the drums and am becoming more comfortable with them and cannot wait to actually learn some real skill rather than just play and guess), but this weekend will rock too.
I get to see Allison tomorrow! 4 months is way too long! Lindsey gets to see me play at church and then we are going to have a mini-merylthon!!! woot!
I do have rehearsal on Sunday for 4 hours, but it should be fun because we get to incorporate things we learned today at the station. I already have a few great ideas! :)
But I want to get some sleep so I can party hard with the Sherer's tomorrow!
Nighty Night and of course....
Bon Appetit.
Nothing special.
The noon news, who watches the noon news?
Basically for the show I am in we went to the news station, on a field trip, to do some 'research' (it was just a fun way of doing research)and they put us on the air.
We took a tour of the building, and then they set up chairs right in the room where they film the live broadcasts. If you watched the news at noon today, I was right off to the right of the camera.
They had time to kill (which is crazy because they have it down to the second...I will go on about that in a second), so they turned to us and said, "we're going to put you on the air." Next thing we knew, we had lights on us an a camera. They basically panned over us and the anchor said, "Today we have a group of students from the ASU school of theatre and film with us in the studio."
It was so awesome though (the tour...not the 5 seconds of fame). I decided if I wasn't going to pursue being a movie/stage actress I would be a newscaster. They looked like they were having a ball up there. They were so good too. One minute the anchor is talking about wildfires, then they cut to a video of firefighters at the scene, while they do this the anchor turns to the co-anchor and starts having a conversation, mid conversation he switches back to the story. It went like this,"In northern Arizona, those wildfires are really heating up. We go no to the scene. So tonight my wife and I are going to this new restaurant down on whatever street. Furthermore, if the fires continue to spread, evacuations...." It was amazing to watch.
Also, the co-anchor (who was a fill in) walked in as the stereotypical shirt and tie with shorts and flip flops since you can't see under the desk. The lead anchor assured us that never happens, what luck that the day we are there it does. Uh-huh, sure. The weatherman had converse on with his suit and had his spiel to us about how his job requires more skill because he doesn't use a teleprompter. It was good fun today.
I am going to look into if I can intern there this summer. I want to intern in Cali for a talk show (like the Ellen show) or a movie company etc. But I would have to find housing (I think)...so I want to find something along those lines here in AZ where I have an apartment. Hence, the news station would be perfect!
I am super excited. Not only was today awesome (I also had more practice on the drums and am becoming more comfortable with them and cannot wait to actually learn some real skill rather than just play and guess), but this weekend will rock too.
I get to see Allison tomorrow! 4 months is way too long! Lindsey gets to see me play at church and then we are going to have a mini-merylthon!!! woot!
I do have rehearsal on Sunday for 4 hours, but it should be fun because we get to incorporate things we learned today at the station. I already have a few great ideas! :)
But I want to get some sleep so I can party hard with the Sherer's tomorrow!
Nighty Night and of course....
Bon Appetit.
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