Purely Coincidental

2008-05-09T15:50:00.001-07:00

we got puppets

last night was the first time in a long time i did not walk out of the theatrrr struggling with a bag of puppets -

puppets are portable!

- for the delightful reason that the puppets are done, yo. sigh of relief.

(i wish i could say the same for the masks. but they are this close () to being in a similar state of AllDoneOcity.)

2008-05-06T12:46:00.000-07:00

don't trust your soul to no backwoods southern lawyer

i was northbound on 15th, heading away from the heart of beautiful downtown ballard, driving home from TECH when this happened.

everything suddenly went dark. dark dark. navy dark. everything. even the traffic signals took about a minute to recover to emergency power. it was eerie.

and worrisome, as i live in ballard.

fortunately for me the outage ceased about a block from erik the half a house. so i was able to nuke myself some beefaroni and watch an hour or so of jane eyre before sacking out.

(hey, it's tech, we're lucky that i'm bathing.)

2008-04-30T22:44:00.000-07:00

he'd like to come and meet us, but he thinks he'd blow our minds

it's the second night in a row off from puppet construction, all the better for the actors to rehearse with them, my dear.

i miss the little cold blooded beasties a bit, but the break is definitely nice.

sitting down. is nice.

plus it gives me time to post more photos:

our hero. or anti-hero. or something.

all 3 happy little astronauts. and my crockpot.

2008-04-30T22:37:00.000-07:00

and now for something completely different, it's

if i may geek out marketing-wise for a moment:

today 4,000 copies of the first season brochure for a theatrrr that i was 100 percent in charge of (the brochure, not the theatrrr) were delivered in nine cardboard boxes. hard to describe the prideful feeling, but it is happy.

we isss pleasssssssed. they are our preccciousssssssssssssssss.

(coming soon to a theatrrr lobby near you!)

2008-04-29T00:10:00.000-07:00

dance with me my ragtime queen before i set you free

still looking very Pippin here, but i'm fortunately much further along.

2008-04-27T01:28:00.000-07:00

puppets are not yer friends

they're either holding hands or fighting over who gets to use the scissors to come kill me in my sleep.

2008-04-23T10:36:00.000-07:00

oh hai,

i am astonished to realize i've totally forgotten to mention:

i'm going to be an aunt in november. really.

(now, granted, i'm actually already an aunt. 9 times over. but this time it's the sibling i grew up with about to reproduce, so it counts a lot more as far as i'm concerned. and not just because this one keeps the pressure off me mums-wanting-to-be-a-grandmums-wise. though, obviously, that has occurred to me.)

2008-04-21T23:32:00.001-07:00

i'll take the arms from some old chair, part 3
or
the puppet's progress

i am not responsible for any naughty thoughts you may be having about this puppet:

2008-04-21T00:44:00.000-07:00

Dear Slightly Ill Body,

Due notice: You either need to be much better or much worse tomorrow. Dealer's choice, but this half-assed intermittent general malaise plus that neither allows me to stay home from work nor be productive if I do go Will Not Cut It. You have been warned.

love and etc,
R

hey there non-self readers! with you i will share: i put breasts on one of the puppets tonight and spent the next 90 minutes giggling every time i walked past her. yeah, i'm totally 12 like that.

2008-04-20T00:23:00.000-07:00

i'll take the arms from some old chair, part 2
or
The Puppet's Progress

2008-04-18T14:08:00.000-07:00

my evil twin, fairweather friend

at least one of these gentlemen is Dr. Phil. any thoughts on which it's likely to be?

2008-04-15T16:08:00.000-07:00

i'll take the arms from some old chair

pictured is the chaos in progress of the puppet making:

the needless emotional drama up to this point cannot be shown, but it occurs to me that this is a good approximation of that as well.

2008-04-15T12:04:00.000-07:00

you had to have the white hot spotlight

(randomized for your protection)

- i was reminded this week past that some people actually do read my blog. who knew? (shout out to sibyl and michael white)

- attended annex's legalization party which i think is the first large Social the Gathering i've been to since 12th night. is that right? damn, that's lame.

- but it was fun. i arrived quite late and hadn't helped do anything to prep it. who's a lazy bastard?

- and, naturally, the next morning featured my usual post party paranoia to the tune of "did i offend anyone? was i being an asshole?" etc. at such times i almost wish i indulged in blackouts.

2008-04-10T13:55:00.000-07:00

zombie, zooooombie, eh yei, eh yei eh yei eh yei

2008-04-10T13:43:00.000-07:00

and you could have it all, my empire of dirt

i'll just get this over with.

had a staged reading of Faust this past weekend. it was wonderful and terrible.

it was wonderful because i had a great, smart director and some awesome actors that totally went for it.

it was terrible because only one person came to see it.

2008-04-02T15:32:00.000-07:00

once you get her off the streets

stress, why do you have to go straight to my tummy and stay there?

left eye, why have you been twitching since i got up this morning?

playwrighting, why do you redline my freaking out gauge faster than anything else under the sun?

2008-03-30T11:03:00.000-07:00

i can NOT haz cheeseburger
or at least not on the SeaTac Int'l Airport Interterminal Tram:

2008-03-23T20:01:00.000-07:00

with what shall i fix it, dear liza, dear liza?

if your water heater is going to spring a massive leak on easter sunday, it's just as well to be equipped with a massive stock pot in your kitchen. helps bridge that nasty hot water gap.

2008-03-18T13:44:00.000-07:00

pop quiz, hotshot

ok, so blogging quiz results is pretty lame, content-wise, but what the heck else would i blog about today?
how what's his butt at work is _still_ sulking?
the three egg dying kits i found in the kitchen the other day?
cooking with coolio?

i guess i could but, nah, here's the quiz anyway.

The 3 Variable Funny Test

Your Score: the Wit

(66% dark, 30% spontaneous, 10% vulgar)

your humor style:
CLEAN COMPLEX DARK

You like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean pretentious. You realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the Simpsons' philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor and most other things found in a fraternity leave you totally flat.

I guess you just have a more cerebral approach than most. You have the perfect mindset for a joke writer or staff writer.

Your sense of humor takes the most thought to appreciate, but it's also the best, in my opinion.

You probably loved the Office. If you don't know what I'm talking about, check it out here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/.

PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Jon Stewart - Woody Allen - Ricky Gervais

The 3-Variable Funny Test!
- it rules -

Link: The 3 Variable Funny Test written by jason_bateman on OkCupid, home of the The Dating Persona Test
View My Profile(jason_bateman)

2008-03-17T01:34:00.000-07:00

these are the questions you ask yourself in the deep dark middle of the night

why am i still awake?

and why, for the love of all that is holey, am i still on the bloody computer?

2008-03-14T13:30:00.000-07:00

it's because i blogged about liking my job isn't it?

yep. every time (all twice of it) i post an entry about liking my New Job, things at said Job go directly to hell (and they always go to hell involving the same person. hmmmmmmmm). so, my apologies to the 4 of you, but from now i on if i have something nice to say about The Job i won't say anything at all.

because yesterday's staff meeting got so stressful that i cried at the end of it.

and this morning i was blindsided into a meeting where we played a game of Defend YOUR Seas0n Brochure. fanfuckingtabulous that was.

now i just want to leave here as soon as i can possibly get away with it today.

2008-03-12T11:16:00.000-07:00

took all the reasons i been workin for

yesterday, for the first time ever in my employment life, i had to fire someone.

naturally i was agitated and worried about it. "naturally" both because it's a sucky thing to have to do and, let's face it, agitated and worried is sort of my default setting anyway.

it actually went pretty ok. he was a noncontracted freelancer and took it very calmly. it helped that there was no complaint on our end. just a change that, businesswise, made tons o' sense.

but i still felt bad doing it, cause he's a nice guy. in fact, his taking it well probably made me feel a touch worse. if he'd been an ass i at least could've spent the afternoon on the self-righteous moral high ground. soooooooo comfy. as was, i spent the afternoon experiencing sypathetic cringes for his loss of income. after all, i do some freelance. many of my friends are freelancers.

plus i can't help feeling it's cosmically unfair that i had to fire someone before i've ever gotten to hire someone. seems backwards. not that i need to hire anyone for anything. it just looks like that would be more fun. for everyone.

maybe i should see if there's room in the budget for a personal masseuse. i'm sure that would make me feel better.

2008-03-10T15:53:00.000-07:00

hopping down the bunny trail

my co-workers are oddly discomfited when i use my happy bunny 'pencil' to stir my coffee:

it's graphite, people. sheesh.

2008-03-06T23:44:00.000-08:00

for giving me the things i need the sun and the rain and, part 2

whatever happened to those baggies o' veggie seeds anyway?

welp, as predicted, swiss chard:

sprouted like gangbusters.

slower to action but no less happy when they got going were the snap peas:

carrots

did amazingly well considering they're the oldest of the seeds at hand.

but despite its ability to make popeye strong to the finish, the spinach

had only about three out of 10 seeds punching.

and onions?

are Officially LAME.

which is not a huge deal for me since i prefer shallots anyway. go in peace dormant onion brothers.

stay tuned for the next thrilling installment in Trying to F$%^ing Grow Things From F@#$ing Seeds: Fighting The Mold of Death

2008-03-05T15:43:00.000-08:00

that ain't workin' that's the way you do it

i'm one month shy of a year at The New Job (at which point i think i really _must_ cease referring to it as The "New" Job), had to turn in some Work-a-place Goals this morning, so thought it as good a time as any to evaluate:

How's The (New) Job going?

well, last year about this time, working through the weekend:
- was a frequent occurrence
- generally involved two 10 hour+ days
- of running around
- and schlepping food
- plus at least one trip to the airport.

now, working through the weekend:
- has happened all of twice in 11 months.
- involved two 4 hour days
- one spent in my jammies at home writing
- the other at the home of some real life theatrrr friends learning about the website
- with a generous break for a gossipy thai lunch
- which i did not have to go get

any time i think of The Old Job these days, i laugh the slightly crazed laugh of a free woman who is almost-but-not-quite over her Kirkland Syndrome.