Out with the old

So as we speak the Bruns theater, calshakes wonderful venue, is being torn up and old "temporary" buildings are being pulled down to make room for new structures. This is all very exciting but of course majorly stressful for those involved. I was a small part of it but even my back and legs are killing me from moving and cleaning last night. But it's all good as the kids say.

Sigh, I miss the season already. It was probably the easiest to work for me, shows were short, August show was lightly sold (Beckett can clear a room now can't he?) and final show was positive crowd pleaser. But of course having full weekends is nice too. Will be back in 7 months too, it goes quick. As young staffer was saying last night, the holidays whiz by and then it's spring and then summer creeps up.

Rumors of my demise were vastly over rated

Well it's been a long strange trip. I survived the beginning of semester barely. It was rocky and busy and scary but here we are! October 2. Already Oct. University life is a tad more stable. Everyone has taken their licks so far. It's far from over as my union is fighting the furlough plan. Shall see what happens.

The walk out was actually very stimulating. I arrived on campus at about 11:30 and things were eerily quiet at first, and I was thinking "so Berkeley calls a rally and no one shows up" but at the strike of Noon the crowds appeared in Sproul. I couldn't hear the speakers but it was still a good vibe.

I was there for public education. I have no issue with my department itself. I work for very sane responsible people. I just question if the UC Regents are the same.

What is public education? It's not exclusive. It's for the public good. It's for everyone. And that dream is fading. California came up with a "Master plan" in 60s about this dream, which is being dismantled as we speak. Sure change is inevitable. but what we can lose is sad. That is what we were rallying for that day.

Anyways, more later.

These feet are made for walkin...

I am joining the walk out on Thurs Sept 24th. Wow, what a month or so it's been.

And you...cough cough, may know if you live on this planet, the state of California is in peril. And everything is being cut. The University is taking some drastic measures, including possible 32 percent fee increases, eliminating programs. My pay has been cut, as well as some department lay offs. The University is leaning toward privatization more and more. What does this all mean? It's scary, the dream, the beauty of public higher education is waning. Change is inevitable but what will we lose? Will it be education for all anymore? Or just for those that can pay? Dismantling of the humanities is looming on horizon for instance, they are talking about doing something called "differential fees" meaning you would pay more for like Business and Engineering courses. My dept EECS is proposing a
"private masters program" that would require fees of the same weight as Stanford. They need the cash.

Now while i admit I am scared for my job, and just scared in general. (what's that line in Charlie Brown "I have the fear of everything..."?) But still there comes a time where you have to join in and say "What is going on here"? So we are closing the center I run for the day next Thurs and I will be attending rallies etc.

On a lighter note, Calshakes is opening Midsummer. Can't wait to see it on Sat.

Every Silver Lining has a Touch of Apple

I don't know why, but for some odd reason seeing the arrival of the new apple mega computers for the lab next door is putting me in a good mood. My boss Dan,the wizard with a thousand faces, has managed to get Apple to donate a lot of equipment to our new lab next door. They are setting them up now.

What would Beckett say? Oh another gadget, another reason to distract myself from the real nothingness of the universe?.... Ok yeah...maybe...But sometimes existentialism just doesnt do it like a new Apple ...I am sorry but if God did still hang around and he had a computer, it would look like this. Can't I gaze at it for a bit? Is that so wrong? I promise to not forget the bad stuff too...

So one week til school starts, not really ready but is one ever?

Speaking of carrying on, Happy Days opened at Calshakes, loved being there opening night. I forget how lively opening is, with the press there and the excitement. Anyways, it's an unforgettable show. I mean truly, here is a shot of the show. I think I was just in the mood to see a woman "up to her neck" which apparently was a favorite term of Beckett's "up to your neck" in something.

So she is just in sand, talking and using her hands and her face to create this character that only talks to you and a mostly unseen husband, masterfully played by Dan Hiatt. It's a show that just lives with you after. I felt oddly purged too after seeing it. It was the right play at the right time for me that's for sure.

Ok so as Beckett would say ...well either say or he wouldn't say. "it's always something"

The Melancholy Dame

I was just thinking last summer at this time, the theater was set to open Vanya. And it seems it would fit more to have him around this summer somehow. I could really use hearing his opening rant right about now, bitching and complaining. Last summer it was more hopeful with Obama looking strong and nothing had quite crashed yet. This summer has that melancholy feel to it. Like all this weed pulling, dead things are being pulled up and of course that means new things will replace it but right now all I can do is look at that landscape. Sigh.

Job front is still whacky as it is for everyone in the state but I do have a job and will have a summer job next year I just learned. My summer job at Cal is different than my regular school year one. i thought it was over after this-in fact I didn't know I could work this July until they didn't tell me not to come in July 1st. BUT I got the courage up to talk to my boss and I do indeed have a summer job 2010. A lot change going on. My office mate is retiring early.
a couple of people are being laid off, no one knows who. So there you have it. The news that I do have a job prompted joy and relaxation on my mini vacation a week ago, I went to Santa Cruz shakes and enjoyed a couple of their shows. I got misty at the end of their midsummer cause they came so close to not being there this year.

We moved our lab at work to our new space. I can't believe how nice it is. This is slightly embarrassing but I really have never worked in nice spaces. Before Cal I ran after school programs for kids and it was always in portable buildings. My lab has been in funky "extra space" since I started. But now it's right next to a new cyber cafe and it's just lovely. We have access to an outdoor area where we can take students. this is great. I cried when we moved in.

The theater is closing second show and next is Beckett. Ah Beckett. Who can't love him, ok many don't get him. I personally do love him. And love the thought we are doing something different. So August should be fun (is fun the right word here?...). I am moving to working it Saturday nights this show-needed a change.

On sadder notes, it's just tough times and I had to see a friend sort of lose it lately. I hope after some rest she finds peace. I feel like road kill is amongst us. It's sad and rough.

So I will carry on as Beckett says. My fav line in Godot "I can't go on like this" "That's what you think" I mean of course we will go on like this. and on and on. And as some other famous bard says "and we will eat and read and go to Trader Joes..." (I said that) Anyways, ta ta.

Days of summer..days of reckoning...

Well I can't lie. I have to admit something. Ok...here it is...., I am a state employee. Yes we all knew this but now i feel I have to say it under my breath, like some weird admission. Yes a University employee is indeed a state employee and that ain't easy folks lately. Maybe you read the local papers? What does this mean for my day to day life? A lot of whispers at the water cooler. A lot of self doubts, a lot of people pondering their futures. Well pay cuts and unpaid furloughs are now hitting us, yes the sacred cow of the University. My gosh you know things are bad when the Profs in Engineering give up their paid Monday catered lunches (yep they brown bagged it! a friggen miracle.. you have NO idea) Anyways, well it's all still in rumor stage but no one knows what is their future. Lay offs are happening, the Uni has a "transition" page now on their HR web site (then you KNOW people are losing their jobs) Pay cuts FOR SURE. I mean I was already on a budget, guess I can even be THAT much more creative with that-money is just for the weak minded...yeah right.

We are all united in feeling happy we have a job. ...at least for NOW. Is that the root of potential evil? Perhaps...shall blog more about that...
oh and here is a dilemma... the dept is pondering a new Masters degree. One where people would pay like they do at Stanford, one that is gasp NOT just research oriented. One that is Industry, market oriented. They are doing research (I am helping them...is that wrong...? gasp) into whether there is a "market " out there for this. Would people who didn't get into Berkeley one way be willing to PAY big bucks to get in the other way? The way say Harvard people do? I mean would the Rothchilds and the Bush's go to Berkeley if they could PAY their way in? And then become potential alumni donors? Is this wrong or just.. a real wave of real life? Is this a Daniel Webster moment or just what happens (I mean there are serious arguments that the car ruined the American family...but does anyone not want their car?) Is public education going under or is it just being tweaked? Keep posted on this folks..I have it's pulse!

Anyways, so much to think about , so much to rationalize. And thusly...I am writing a play! I have my hero, an old school, third generation professor...dealing with it all. Is public education over? is it's spirit..over? Did it ever really have a spirit? Who invented liquid soap and why? (homage to "Sure thing" rent it if you haven't seen it...good summer fun)

Anyways, well I am back blogging, let's see what happens next!
Cheers
Carol

So many updates...so little time

Well I haven't blogged in forever. I think this is the problem with this multiple updates thing, facebook, twitter AND blogs, you feel like you are just constantly updating so your forget one...or the other. Anyways, so what is new? I will put in catagories.

Good news: In my quest to remain optimistic about the economy, I asked Jay Yamada, our calshakes board member and uber volunteer if he was behind the Geitner plan, or had issues with them not taking over the banks like Krugman. See Jay has a BA in economy and is a very intelligent fellow. WELL he isn't with Krugman on this one and so that was a good sign for me. He is behind Mr G. Ok, so good news.

Bad news: The Univ is probably going to start the mandatory furloughs thing. one day unpaid a month basically. It's looking very likely. So I will need to figure out how I am going to work with that. And once again remain optimistic it won't be forever. but it's what everyone talks about at work, and of course possible lay offs.

Good thing: I discovered the sf city guides walking tours. I took one yesterday in the waterfront. It was fantastic.

Good thing from the bad: To deal with various anxieties, I am exercing more. So I may be stressed, but at least I will look great. Oh and I am also writing a play. A full length play. It helps. If I finish it and it doesn't suck I will post it here.

So doing my best. What else can I do?

SMAT-tastic

Ok, so proof of that fact I am a nut job, I took a day off from the job that provides me stability, food and clothing to work for the one that doesn't. But let me clarify, I worked the SMAT today, the Student Matinees for Calshakes. Students from middle school/high schools from all over-inner city to 'burbs, come to a special showing. It being Romeo and Juliet I thought they might get into it and I was right. I had to experience ONE SMAT in my lifetime, and the time was now. Of course R and J has a lot of sex innuendo that they just loved! Big kids tend to love that too. And this show has added modern music etc. And hell...it's R and J! Anyways, so arrived to some craziness as everything was wet this morning. and we had to wipe down seats etc. But by the time the show was up the sun was too. Choreographing the cars and buses arriving (all at once mind you) etc was a challenge. But when Clive, the man who does the intro and synopsis to the play for the kids did his schtick, it all felt worth it. He does a complete explanation of the story, and adds a lesson to think about "So when is enough, enough...will these families stop their feud?" I did sense some crowd murmurs when Mr Capulet slaps the nurse, some odd recognition from the kids of maybe things they have seen too much. And other moments during the fight scenes. Kids can't rationalize like adults can, they experience things straight on.
So if they know violence it hurts them that much more. And seeing it on stage perhaps brought on some emotions.

So..., what a great day. Seeing R and J with a ton of kids, who truly seemed to enjoy it. Maybe they touched some of them too. Coolness! But I am friggen tired folks!

Waiting for the waiting

I enjoy the end of the semester. The grades are almost done, the students have finished. You are seeing the end finally. This is what you have waited for all year... And yet oddly I find now I do yet more waiting. But now I sort of ENJOY the waiting , the peacefulness of it all. Like today, I have a meeting in an hour and have to wait. I think Waiting can be under rated -... I am catching up on my reading and blogging....(what does this say about me..?)

Anyways, so what is new... Well I start calshakes next week. Good gosh I have now been there since 2000, 10 seasons. Wow I remember when I used to be a flake! Now I can't seem to NOT stick with things (well for one thing, being a flake is expensive, I simply don't have the cash ;-) ) Was just reminiscing with house manager Claire about some past seasons, like the year they did Hamlet and instead of intermissions we had short "interludes" -try getting 500 patrons in and out of bathrooms in 5 minutes. Good gosh. Or the time MacBeth performance got canceled an hour before curtain and I was elected to tell all the patrons who were picnicking (they sent a 15 year old volunteer to walk with me, I presumed to make sure no one decked me...no one did!) . I always say doing Front of house is like Noises Off ...only boring. Noises Off for those who don't' know is a play about behind the scenes in a play. It's very funny and there are gorgeous women in french underwear...of course . Well we have none of that but we do have the humor!

a lovely day in the wine country

and funny..I had very little wine!

Maya Angelou says you become the person you were suppose to be at 50. Ok I am not quite 50 but close so must say I suspect this is true. I am learning what I really like and don't like, how to spend my time more effectively, what matters to me and what doesn't. So maybe it's the just seeing less and less time, I dunno...But I have less tolerance for what I Don't have time for. So I realized today..I don't like wine tasting. Now don't get me wrong, I have turned down, food, water, shelter, and companionship but NEVER wine. I love wine. Wine is life as they say in Italy. But it's the commercial tasting and...standing there and hearing about the wines. And I am cheap and I rarely buy so I feel weird tasting when I KNOW I am not going to buy. So anyways, today my sister took me out to the livermore area and after one winery I turned to her and said "let's grab a beer" and we did and it was great. So we found one small new winery called Cedar Mountain. I DID buy their rose cause it was good. And then I realized I was done. Headed over to Pleasanton to have a beer and hang out. What a great day.

What a long strange trip it's been

This is me yesterday with me girls. The cast of the play I directed at Marin Fringe...it was our last show. Hmmm remembering the entire journey...hmm (Scene gets blurry...visions of the past appear...) So how did this all come about you may ask? Carol a director? True I don't think it's my calling, for one thing I hate being an authority figure. I used to joke if I had kids I would have to keep bail money in my purse to get them out from time to time cause I wouldn't have been a great disciplinarian. Now don't get me wrong, when I have to be in authority I am not bad at it. Case in point at my job, I have had to steer wayward staffers back into righteousness several time this past year, and done well at it. Basically get them to stop being flakey. I have to supervise a staff of about 12 college students, not an easy task. But when I have free time I would prefer NOT to be in charge and just enjoy things. But I had wanted to direct someone elses play for awhile now. For one thing, I think writer types such as myself can be a tad self centered. I hope to not offend anyone but it's true. I am a very nice giving person but can get too into my little world between my ears and need to branch out.
I find many of the writer types i run into also to be pretentious and annoying, who God forbid would never support another writers work cause "Theirs is SO superior" etc. I hope to avoid that so I wanted to support someones play and direct it. So last January I expressed interest to Marin Fringe to direct. So I got a call back about this play, written by Norma Anapol. I know Norma from past show and really liker her and love that she is 82 still doing Fringe festivals, I hope I am too. I read the play and liked it and liked the fact it was about two women's long friendship. I work with males all week for the most part, Engineers no less! So it was a nice change. Anyways, so I said yes and then we cast it over a couple of days of auditions. Started rehearsals in March, met about twice a week. Had some pot holes, personal problems and people moving etc, other shows to deal with. A lot of stress. But it went up on April 17th and when I asked Norma if she was happy with it she said "wonderful" which was the nicest "wonderful" i have ever gotten. So I admit I am glad it's over, to have some free weekends again (well not many cause I start Calshakes soon and will work on Sundays this year) but it was a fun ride and I learned a ton. Now back to being a pretentious writer type. I have several ideas for plays in my head and want to get back to being creative that way. But proud to have taken a less comfortable turn!

And so this is my birthday

Well actually Tuesday is my birthday. But I am celebrating today. I made some punch out of Prosecco and a berry smoothie that is pretty good and have other stuff, including the white bean and basil hummus from Trader joes that is to DIE for. And having a casual day, a few people are stopping by later, Jennifer will make one her gourmet cakes as usual. Deborah is bringing gelato. Anyways, when I celebrate now it becomes more about my parents than me anymore. This is a shot of them after their wedding in 1956. It's lovely and yet sad to see as they are gone...and 15 or so years after this photo they weren't really together anymore. And back then people didn't talk about divorce. I mean this we pre "Kramer vs Kramer" America. It wasn't out there. Man we have come a long way. Anyways, separately they were pretty good people...together they were mad and didn't understand each other. Sometimes that happens. Anyways, but it was good for a long time. I had a great early childhood experience. Lucky to grow up in a very progressive cool, thinking, thoughtful neighborhood in Walnut Creek. It was an Eichler neighborhood, he was a modern home designer in a spirit of Wright who insisted all his neighborhoods be integrated. Which was ground breaking at the time, one forgets this. To be reminded of 50s America, go see Revolutionary Road again... All my neighbors were interesting people. Unlike the more staid ranch style neighborhood next door. The ranch style home values were always higher, but ironically that changed later when Eichler got a cult following.

Anyways, and I wouldn't be here without them, so I say thanks Mum and Dad. Cheers!

Ms Carol's Wild Ride

There are times that just go beyond words. Where one can try to articulate what has just happened, or transpired and you just can't. They say the more profound the experience the less one CAN put it into words. So thus leads me to the opening of the play I directed. It opened last night, and dare I say it...it went great. And the odds were not good. We had two very stressed cast members, one in a particularly trying and painful time. Rehearsals had been canceled at last minute due to this. And there's more I can barely even explain. And then when I arrived to cranky cast where I had to finally say "hey we are having fun here...aren't we?" Which was the culmination of just a wild ride of adjusting and easing into things cause of all the forces going on around you. But once the lights went up it went great. They got their lines (also a tad iffy at last run through) They got the characters...and the audience connected.

Personally I feel I survived some ordeal where you come out ok and just have a half smile on your face cause you KNOW you survived something even if no one else knows. And seeing Playwright Norma's face at the end made it all worth it!!

But that's it, not doing THIS again!!!

So I wasn't done with my last post actually. It's funny, my job is a tad different, just when i am quietly blogging at my desk on company time...a young staff member may wander in and talk to me about such and such. So I was interupted. But a lot of time they tell me about things in pop culture world I might have missed. This time it's about a internet show called Tiki TV
It's actually quite funny, did you know all life's problems can be solved by a sweet mixed drink with a funny name? Yep!

Oh and about me: So play is heading toward opening night on friday. My cast had to meet separately to just run lines cause no ones schedule would mesh on weekend. But that's fine, we are mostly there. one last rehearsals on Wed then open on Friday. I love everyone but it will be nice to see it head out of the gate too! Then that's IT, no more theater! I am quitting......;-)

Happy Easter everyone!

A blog by any other name is STILL a blog...

I keep going around and around about what a blog should be about? A diary? A expose on current events? A way to connect? I suppose it's like asking "What a person should be?" there are so many kinds it can't be defined. So as you know my blog ends up being all...a talk on current events and a random diary about day to day crap that might be meaningless....but made to LOOK like it has meaning cause I post it in a format etc (just kidding on the meaninglessnes...at least I HOPE)

First on current events: I have read a lot about the economic packages that Geitner is doing. And it does seem they may have missed the boat on not taking over the banks more. Apparently that is Krugman and others main concern is that they feel Geitner...for whatever reason (Krug thinks he is in Wall Street's pocket) dodged that too much. Probably for political reasons, cause then they would truly be liberal commie lefties, God forbid. So stimulus is good, but handing money to already sick banks is not. i see now. Well let's still hope, Wells Fargo posted a quarter profit this time.

Anyways-in further adventures of "I am happy to just be a schmuck" anyone who hangs around me lately knows i am also obsessed with the Madoff thing. How the hell he DID this for SO long. It's really due many posts. But what amazes me is he ripped off people he KNEW. He hung out with these people. Read this Vanity Fair article about his inside world...Was it that he did a little ponzi for awhile thinking he would stop and it just snow balled? Or is he just THAT evil?
Or that self deluded? It also amazes me how people need that admiration, that perhaps is what motivated him more than the money, he needed people to admire him so much that just investing and getting average returns wouldn't do it. But the man invented NASDAQ isn't that enough? I guess not. So was he more a regular guy to be exposed than a evil doer? Of course it did evil, but was that his intent? Anyways, I got to thinking last night. As long as I like myself life is an adventure, and fun. When you stop liking yourself, not being able to look at yourself in the mirror etc..it turns tragic, that simple. If Bernie had stopped way back in the beginning and said "I can't make the kind of returns you guy expect -here is your money back" what a difference huh? He could look at himself and he was STILL rich at that point. Sigh.

I like Easter

So I am an Easter fan. First of all, unlike the majority of my friends I am not atheist. Not that I literally think the big guy DID rise from the dead and move some rocks. BUT I think figuratively/metaphorically he did. Plus I believe in the mystery of me just not knowing EVERYTHING. What the hell do I know? Is there an afterlife? Well by the time we know it's too late ;-) Anyways but I digress. I really do like Easter, it's message of rebirth and the spring etc. So since I am spending it with friends having brunch I decided to make them baskets this year. I picked up some stuff at thrift store yesterday. I also like that is a no stress holiday. No one sits at a bar lamenting how they are "alone at Easter"

Anyways, speaking of faith...i have dress rehearsals for the play I am directing today. Me worry?...hell yes! But being director you have to be part cheerleader so I will remain positive! They got it, they will do great I am sure.

News from Starboard

I have been looking up boating terms. Here are some Starboard means, right side of the boat when looking forward. So it means you are off center, but going forward. so that sorta says it.

Anyways, so long time no blog! What has happened? Where have I been? Stay glued to your TV's!

First congrat to V and T, can't wait to meet your new baby! My first baby gift will be keeping them in theater, so looking forward to walking around with her outside the Bruns while you see exciting shows!

I had spring break last week. It was not a moment too soon. As I felt a bit green where I should at least be yellow. And so after a hike to Jack London's house in Sonoma I feel better. I don't know what it is but its' one of those "no matter what is going on I feel great there" places.
I also have this thing where if I go to a cemetery, I ask if the dead have any messages for me. I seriously do this. Well I went to Mr London's grave and his message was "be yourself" Ok cheesy but let's face it when is that NOT good advise? And I mean the man is dead! It's a tad harder to be creative ;-)

So now back to the grind. The play is coming into finals legs. We have a dress rehearsals on Sunday, which is in front of a panel. One actress has been having major personal problems, (can't they mess up their lives AFTER we open?...is that wrong to ask?) But we are working with it. I am ready for it to be up and running. We officially open on the 17th. You know I have enjoyed this ride of directing this play but I suspect I will enjoy it MORE in hindsight. You know what I mean? I can replay the tapes of the odd silly things that happen in my head and like any fish story make them MORE entertaining (and conveniently forget the bad stuff)"You know Tech was just Sooo funny...I kept saying one thing and she kept saying another...all at ONCE" Ah and all that I have learned. I will fully blog on that later.

On the more big picture world front, I worry...I do worry.... Here is another Nobel prizer who is less than enthused about Geitners toxic assets plan

But doing best to remain optimistic. What interesting times we live in. Lucky I have no problem with canned food! Cheers!

Roller Coaster Ride in the Marshall House hold

Tough Times over here in Point Richmond. Beloved pet, Sammy cat had to have dental surgery. He hadn't been himself and went to the vet who informed me he has gum disease. He had to go under and have a tooth taken out. So last night it was one drugged out kitty.
He seems better today, taking it a day at a time. If anyone has ever had to feed a pill to a cat knows, it makes US budget issues seems marginal!

On a more positive front, yesterday was the ribbon ceremony for the new CITRIS building
My program at work is moving into this building in June. After years of getting sort of second rate space it's truly amazing and mostly a stroke of luck we are in there this time. See college is really all a fight for space-maybe some research tossed in there. But really it's mostly about space (yes I can out Vanya Vanya when it comes to disillusionment with academia... ;-) ) So for an unglamorous program like mine to get a new space like that...well it's truly a miracle.

Anyways, also enjoying the Opera of the new US budget and the stimulus stuff. I swear I turn on Lehrer hour every night almost like a soap opera, I gotta see what happens next!

A Well Lived life

It's funny how sometimes people we know very little can have a big impact on us. Such is the case with my friend Nena's good friend Paul. I had dinner with them once years ago when Paul was here to see his friend, director Randall Scott's production of Timon of Athens at Mills College. And then later he came down from Oregon to see Mary Zimmerman's play with Nena. Paul loved the theater-and had really taken this leap of faith of leaving his work in tech field to do stage management to make it a bigger part of his life. Stage management? Yes that is apparently most people's reaction to hearing that he would say. It's a lot like air traffic controller, it's a tough, tough job running things after the director has left. He also loved theater lighting and did that too. But the thing is he DID all of this and more. He and his wife also retired early and moved to Ashland which is another dream he made real. He could tell a story very funny. He had an understated sense of humor (Nena told me he said of prop 8 "If you want to get rid of gay sex encourage gay marriage" which always cracks me up...)

Paul passed away in January, he was diagnosed with aggressive colon cancer. He was going to come down again to see the latest Zimmerman play Arabian Nights last year, but as that day was coming close in Nov. Nena received a notice from his wife of how ill he was.

Paul will pop into my head from time to time now. Hardly knowing him, I remember how he was funny and how he made real his dreams and seemed to truly enjoy the life he made for himself. (Nena adores his wife too whom I haven't met but I can just imagine) And how cool all that is, and how a hero only dies one death.....and how i hope I can emulate him in some ways....

At his service he asked they read from Spoon River Anthology by Edgar Lee Masters, a play he appeared in in high school:

Good friends, let's to the fields - I have a fever.
After a little walk, and by your pardon,
I think I'll sleep. There is no sweeter thing,
Nor fate more blessed than to sleep. Here, world,
I pass you like an orange to a child.
I can no more with you. Do what you will ...



Maybe you can no more with us, but I admire you and hope to pass that like an orange to a child...

I have an idea!

Ut oh...I have this idea. that might turn into a concept and then might turn into something.

Anyways, awhile back my boss at Calshakes Claire went off on a tirade when some young actor brought too many of his friends up to see the show for free. I kept thinking "damn if i could just write this down and have someone perform it, it would be so funny, like some total suburbanite Taxi driver thing-woman coming unglued" Then just today a tutor at work read an angry email we got from a student like a monologue. Its was so funny. Then I heard Christian Bale's rant on the internet. And I thought..hmmmm a entire show of people just pissed off. I mean like a series of shorts. Why do we laugh when we hear this stuff? I dunno, I mean we have all been there haven't we? Lost it, out of control. Maybe it's an emotional version of slipping on a banana peel? if you it's YOU it sucks if it's someone ELSE it's funny?...