How many/are any of you all going to the reunion this year? Clare B. wanted to and convinced me as well, but neither of us really want to go to the like, actual reunion. She wants to see teachers and some people associated with the boarders; I'll take the weekend away. Are any of you going to be in Richmond that weekend?
I'm assuming M.C. will not make it back from where, France? for it. Also, isn't that like a stipulation of the Wilson? You must not touch your feet to your patria for a year-ish? Maybe? Did I make that up? Can I ask some more questions now?
Nope. No, I can.
EDIT TWO SECONDS LATER: "No, I can"?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
WHAT, JULIE? I'm tired.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
So that picture down below was very sad, so here are two happy ones! I was trying to get a shot of Penelope, but, you know, she's not gonna sit still. Ever.
And just to prove that I love them equally, I grabbed Stella and got one with her too. You can probably tell from her face, but she was making this noise like "meeeeeeeeeew."
And just to prove that I love them equally, I grabbed Stella and got one with her too. You can probably tell from her face, but she was making this noise like "meeeeeeeeeew."
Update #1: About that Princeton show
Hello faithful reader(s? Do I flatter myself)! Let us go back in time. To a magical place called Princeton. And by magical I mean a-two-hour-train-ride-from-New-York-place which therefore sucks my butt.
So Allen (who works for Hopkins Theatre Dept. and Princeton and who hired Mitch for the Princeton Summer Theatre job this past year) hired Mitch to stage manage for this show he'd been hired to tech for. An undergrad had gone to her department, Slavic Languages and Literatures (ugh, Princeton, really?) and got some money to put up a showcase of two one-acts, Unveiling by Vaclav Havel and her adaptation of The Bedbug by some Russian dude named Mayakovsky. Her name is Nadia. She originally planned to cast from the Princeton community but ended up having trouble finding enough people so Allen gave her my name, we talked, I took the part playing the wife of a crazy married couple in Unveiling. She knows I'm in New York so, while tech week won't be fun, we'll only have three rehearsals - one each Saturday - before then for this little play.
The play is short, but very wordy. It's gotta go fast or everyone will fall asleep. They repeat things like they're crazy people. They're consumers showing off all their tacky crap in their tacky apartment but the play was written in a Communist world so ISN'T THAT INTERESTING. I'm pretty excited; it's a good part. BUT this guy she found to play the husband - hmmm, are you familiar with New Jersey? And those guys who live there who work out a lot and pay too much attention to their facial hair. Well this guy was kind of like that. He sounds OK but he clearly doesn't have a lot of experience - though enough enthusiasm - and he's not someone I would be friends with in real life. The third member of the cast is a lovely young man in his first year at Princeton; we quickly become bffs when I'm not making him uncomfortable. Somehow.
First rehearsal goes OK. For the second we need to have memorized the first half of the show. I do this. My husband...does not. He comes to the rehearsal and he's all like "Yeah I've been working on this so hard and I'm like dreaming about it even but it's so hard but I've been really trying." Also, at the first rehearsal he'd suggested the two of us try and get on the phone and run lines during the week since we don't have a lot of rehearsal together and then he doesn't call. And texts saying he's not ready yet. I'm not liking this guy. He just...doesn't get it. The importance of being word perfect? Not so important or maybe possible for him. We schedule a rehearsal for Wednesday. Things are still not good. Nadia, the director, calls me afterwards on Wednesday and is like, "Should I fire Paul?" And I'm like, "Ummm that's not my call but yeah he's pretty bad but I've never been in this situation before and can someone else do this in a week and a half?"
This is dragging so, long story shorter, we do end up finding a replacement actor - I have no idea how. His name is Ben and he is both very tall and a Mennonite and living in New York like me. I like him quite a bit and he really pulls through for us. Though when he wasn't off-book Monday (after having been cast Friday night) Nadia was all "I HATE HIM he's a professional I SHOULD FIRE HIM?" but yeah, girl was way overwhelmed with this project. First time she's ever directed anything. Mitch tried to give her help as stage manager, but in addition to that job he was also doing sound design and he and Allen were the only two people like, um, building the set, so he was busy. And tech week wasn't fun. Our show turned out great but the second one - I still don't know what it's about. I know they danced to Madonna and there were red masks and elbow-length gloves. And we ended up only doing two performances so it felt a whole hell of a lot like, not worth it, you know? But it was a good part for me, something nice for the resume; got me out of the city; got to hang out with Allen and his girlfriend Liz; met Ben who is now a friend; got paid $100 and reimbursed for my travel (yay?). So overall for the experience: a C+, maybe?
Also, I hate Princeton. After the show was done at about 9 on Saturday night Mitch wanted to dash over to see a production of A Streetcar Named Desire some friends of his from the summer were in. (They don't have a theater major there either, but you can apply for a "certificate" which means you do a "thesis" your senior year which is like "a big deal.") So this was the senior certificate project of a girl Mitch knew over the summer who very much had a crush on him and let's just say he didn't hate her - totally his physical type, I knew that when I saw her, don't get angry Julie - but he wasn't going for her, but for two of his really close guy friends who were playing Stanley and Mitch. ANYWAY, it wasn't great. But oh my god, the money there? The production value? Incredible. For this shitty undergrad show. Oh, a professional director? Yeah, got one of those. This is at the McCarter theatre too, which is really quite a prestigious regional theatre and yeah, it's just ridiculous. I got so jealous for so many reasons. But I was reassured that I am a better actor than the girl who shall remain unnamed. When I play Blanche - which I will - she will not be a drag queen.
And on that note, The End.
So Allen (who works for Hopkins Theatre Dept. and Princeton and who hired Mitch for the Princeton Summer Theatre job this past year) hired Mitch to stage manage for this show he'd been hired to tech for. An undergrad had gone to her department, Slavic Languages and Literatures (ugh, Princeton, really?) and got some money to put up a showcase of two one-acts, Unveiling by Vaclav Havel and her adaptation of The Bedbug by some Russian dude named Mayakovsky. Her name is Nadia. She originally planned to cast from the Princeton community but ended up having trouble finding enough people so Allen gave her my name, we talked, I took the part playing the wife of a crazy married couple in Unveiling. She knows I'm in New York so, while tech week won't be fun, we'll only have three rehearsals - one each Saturday - before then for this little play.
The play is short, but very wordy. It's gotta go fast or everyone will fall asleep. They repeat things like they're crazy people. They're consumers showing off all their tacky crap in their tacky apartment but the play was written in a Communist world so ISN'T THAT INTERESTING. I'm pretty excited; it's a good part. BUT this guy she found to play the husband - hmmm, are you familiar with New Jersey? And those guys who live there who work out a lot and pay too much attention to their facial hair. Well this guy was kind of like that. He sounds OK but he clearly doesn't have a lot of experience - though enough enthusiasm - and he's not someone I would be friends with in real life. The third member of the cast is a lovely young man in his first year at Princeton; we quickly become bffs when I'm not making him uncomfortable. Somehow.
First rehearsal goes OK. For the second we need to have memorized the first half of the show. I do this. My husband...does not. He comes to the rehearsal and he's all like "Yeah I've been working on this so hard and I'm like dreaming about it even but it's so hard but I've been really trying." Also, at the first rehearsal he'd suggested the two of us try and get on the phone and run lines during the week since we don't have a lot of rehearsal together and then he doesn't call. And texts saying he's not ready yet. I'm not liking this guy. He just...doesn't get it. The importance of being word perfect? Not so important or maybe possible for him. We schedule a rehearsal for Wednesday. Things are still not good. Nadia, the director, calls me afterwards on Wednesday and is like, "Should I fire Paul?" And I'm like, "Ummm that's not my call but yeah he's pretty bad but I've never been in this situation before and can someone else do this in a week and a half?"
This is dragging so, long story shorter, we do end up finding a replacement actor - I have no idea how. His name is Ben and he is both very tall and a Mennonite and living in New York like me. I like him quite a bit and he really pulls through for us. Though when he wasn't off-book Monday (after having been cast Friday night) Nadia was all "I HATE HIM he's a professional I SHOULD FIRE HIM?" but yeah, girl was way overwhelmed with this project. First time she's ever directed anything. Mitch tried to give her help as stage manager, but in addition to that job he was also doing sound design and he and Allen were the only two people like, um, building the set, so he was busy. And tech week wasn't fun. Our show turned out great but the second one - I still don't know what it's about. I know they danced to Madonna and there were red masks and elbow-length gloves. And we ended up only doing two performances so it felt a whole hell of a lot like, not worth it, you know? But it was a good part for me, something nice for the resume; got me out of the city; got to hang out with Allen and his girlfriend Liz; met Ben who is now a friend; got paid $100 and reimbursed for my travel (yay?). So overall for the experience: a C+, maybe?
Also, I hate Princeton. After the show was done at about 9 on Saturday night Mitch wanted to dash over to see a production of A Streetcar Named Desire some friends of his from the summer were in. (They don't have a theater major there either, but you can apply for a "certificate" which means you do a "thesis" your senior year which is like "a big deal.") So this was the senior certificate project of a girl Mitch knew over the summer who very much had a crush on him and let's just say he didn't hate her - totally his physical type, I knew that when I saw her, don't get angry Julie - but he wasn't going for her, but for two of his really close guy friends who were playing Stanley and Mitch. ANYWAY, it wasn't great. But oh my god, the money there? The production value? Incredible. For this shitty undergrad show. Oh, a professional director? Yeah, got one of those. This is at the McCarter theatre too, which is really quite a prestigious regional theatre and yeah, it's just ridiculous. I got so jealous for so many reasons. But I was reassured that I am a better actor than the girl who shall remain unnamed. When I play Blanche - which I will - she will not be a drag queen.
And on that note, The End.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
A brief note.
So the agent at Gersh who Bill Butler's assistant called at told me Bill was handing me over to finally got in touch with me. Well, I shouldn't say "finally" because I'd really pretty much given up hope and "finally" implies kind of like I was waiting impatiently, but man was I ECSTATIC yesterday. For a bit at least, till I had to ride on like 7 million different trains and they all fucked up somehow or another. Public transportation is not my friend, but I can't badmouth it too much because I'm just about to go out and use it again so, hey, it's my best friend! So I'm meeting with Randi Goldstein not this Thursday, but the next. I don't know what will come of it, but I know I'm so lucky to even have this meeting, I'm just peeing in my pants. I should prepare something to do for her. Hmmm.
Anyway, I have to go because I have to leave at about 2 to get to Penn Station to get on a 3.01/7 train to Princeton for a 5.30 line-thru/6 pm call. I will be so glad when this commuting is over with. I'm staying the night down there tonight and hopefully will be enjoying the atmosphere of Triumph after the show and getting a bit tipsy with my boyfriend who, though I've seen him every day this week, I haven't seen in a week.
AAAH Penny is being so cute. Must dash though. God I hope the 6 is running again.
Anyway, I have to go because I have to leave at about 2 to get to Penn Station to get on a 3.01/7 train to Princeton for a 5.30 line-thru/6 pm call. I will be so glad when this commuting is over with. I'm staying the night down there tonight and hopefully will be enjoying the atmosphere of Triumph after the show and getting a bit tipsy with my boyfriend who, though I've seen him every day this week, I haven't seen in a week.
AAAH Penny is being so cute. Must dash though. God I hope the 6 is running again.
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