Charlie.

For those of you who haven’t met the most adorable cat on the face of the plant, meet Charlie. IMG_0207IMG_0268

I’ve been thinking a lot about Charlie this past week. Mainly, I’m being a concerned mother. I’m worried about taking him on a week long car ride, when he’s never been in the car for more than 30 minutes. I’m slightly concerned about my own mental sanity after a week in the car… and Charlie definitely won’t have the same amount of space he’s acustomeed to, to be the spaz that he is.

Also, I’m worried that once he gets to Ellensburg, he’ll hate me for uprooting him and taking him away from the family and Pixie. Maybe I’m being irrational, but it’s a big change for me and I’ve had months to adjust to the idea… Charlie on the other hand, has no idea what’s in store for him.

I sincerely hope that he doesn’t act out or try to get even with me for the change. Mainly, by spraying all over the new place. I mean, he hasn’t ever sprayed at his current home, not even when we first got him… so I don’t think it should be an issue. It’s just that both Jersey and Patches (cats from college) enjoyed peeing on people, in corners, on Greek tragedies… I’d rather Charlie not take up that habit.

All of this aside, I am really glad that he is coming with me. I’m looking forward to having someone comforting to come home to and cuddling with him, even if he doesn’t want to cuddle with me. He’s so cute and funny! I love him. 🙂

Lack of Extension.

As of August 21st, I will no longer be stuck in Hell, aka the bank. As of August 23rd, the show will be over. After Monday the 24th, I will have zero responsibilities or work related obligations. Scary! I’m a little sad the show wasn’t extended another week, because obviously, I like money and I enjoy being at the theatre… but I also really need the time to wrap up my life in St. Pete.

I assume I’ll take a day or so to lounge around and completely relax, seeing as how I will have worked for five straight weeks with no days off. Once I’ve decompressed, I need to do some serious packing. I STILL have yet to actually start packing anything. I look at stuff and think, “Oh hrm, I’ll throw that out… no use in bringing that!” or “I really need to remember to bring that!”

Side note to self: Bring your passport. /End side note.

So packing will be on the agenda. Also, tying up lose ends… such as getting medical records from the doctor to take with me. Writing a list of things to accomplish on trip #1 to Ellensburg. Go to Ikea to do a planning shopping trip. Exercise/Run everyday. Get my car fixed/looked at for the LOOONG roadtrip. OH, I have lots of things I need to accomplish in that supposedly free week. Yikes.

Just let this next week pass quickly. I need to get out of the bank. I nearly lost it on Friday. I hate that place. I hate how it makes me feel. I’m very much looking forward to immersing my life in activities that I love and enrich my mind and soul. Hooray school!

Sweet tea and the beach.

I find it funny that I acquire a taste for sweet tea and fall in love with the beach just months before leaving them both behind.

I’ve been trying to take advantage of the fact that the beach is so close by, as much as I can this summer. I usually go in the earlier mornings or later afternoons for sunset and bring my book to accomplish some reading. yay!

As excited as I am about the move and starting over someplace so different from Florida. I know that I’m going to get homesick. I’m trying not to think too much about it. But as a way to combat the homesickness, I am planning on making a collage of pictures of beach-y scenes and pictures of friends and family from the beach, so that I can have a piece of Florida hanging on my apartment walls. I told the parents yesterday that I want an updated family portrait taken on the beach, since our last one was probably about 15 years ago. Also, I want to enlarge my Follow That Dream picture. I think I might go to one of the silly beach stores (which happen to be going out of business, sad) and get a Florida key chain. So cheesy, I know, but whatever.

I’m really trying not to think about it too much and instead focus on all the super-awesome things that are ahead for me.

I’m so thankful that I have an incredibly creative best friend and that she has put together music videos of various roadtrips and fun weekends with our friends. I know that I’ll be watching these videos a lot.

I love these girls.

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Laundry.

It’s the little things in life.

We got new laundry detergent the other day (we generally use the free and clear kind) and when I went to wash my clothes I noticed that it has an awesome clean clothes scent. Well, I keep getting whiffs of my heavenly smelling clean clothes and it just puts a smile on my face every time. I also went and washed my sheets in it, and oh boy, even more reason to love crawling into bed at night now!

Packing.

I hate packing.

I hate moving. I have moved six times in the past six years, about to do move number seven.

I think my big issue with packing centers around the fact that I don’t want to be without something that I might end up needing, therefore I tried to pack for all possible situations.

OR

If it’s packing for a move, then I run into the issue that I’m a packrat. I save everything…. Until now. Now I need to start deciding what I’ll actually need and use.  Start asking myself, “Am I going to use that?” “Have I worn those shoes, shirt, shorts, etc. in the past year?” “Can I survive without bringing that?” I’m not planning on bringing unnecessary books and I probably won’t bring most of my physical pictures… I can always looks at them on my computer if and when I want to see them. I’m also going to try and only bring clothes that I actually wear. Most people have a large selection of clothes and still only wear the same couple outfits on a regular basis and I am no different.

My problem is I still haven’t really started packing. I’ve been mentally packing…. As in, I’ve been looking around my room and thinking that I’ll bring this, but not that. But no actual packing has occured. Maybe that should be my goal for this week. I’ll start packing my books, winter/cold weather clothes and linens. Fuuun. Ugh.

Oh theatre…

As my stage manager says… “Live Theatre — there ain’t NOTHIN’ like it…”

Yesterday was a weird day in the theatre. Our matinee show started about 20 minutes late because of people coming ridiculously late. I don’t understand why people show up for a 3pm show, AT 3pm. Get to the theatre early! This isn’t a movie, this is a show with actors and you’re late arrival disturbs the actors and the rest of the audience.

Then after the show one of the patrons got discombobulated and ended up in the rehearsal hall looking for restrooms. She eventually stumbled upon the dressing rooms and asked to use their bathroom, but not before having an accident on the floor. Awesome.

We have a break between the matinee and evening show, after I came back from break someone had emptied the prop waste paper basket. Uhhh… I don’t know who was trying to do me a favor, but the paper was in there on purpose! Luckily, it was no big deal and I just crumpled up some more paper and it was all fixed.

Anyway, weird day.

Also, being in the costume shop makes me want to be five years old again and play dress-up. There are so many fun costumes and shoes that want to be tried on! Maybe that’s part of the appeal of being an actor, getting to dress-up and be someone different than yourself. Sadly, I really don’t have the desire or talent to be an actor, so I’ll leave that for the professionals and go thrift shopping and play dress-up in my own way. 🙂

This week has once again confirmed to me how much I love theatre and being in the theatre. I’m so thankful that I have the opportunity to have a job in the theatre and that I’m going to school in less than  a month to study it full-time. I’m truly looking forward to submerging myself back into theatre completely.

In case you care?

I highly doubt that anyone actually cares about my course curriculum, but I do and I’m super excited to start classes! So I figured I’d post the classes I’ll be taking over the next two years for everyone to see.

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Theatre Studies Specialization required courses:
In addition to the MA core of 15 course credits, students must complete the following:

Master of Arts – Theatre Core


Required Core Courses Credits: 15


Component 1: Research and History Credits: 11


Component 2: Dramatic Literature Credits: 10


Select 10 credits from the following courses:

Component 3: Focal Area Credits: 9


Select a minimum of nine credits from the following:

Component 4: Foreign Language   <— Ay caramba! I guess I need to brush up on my Spanish.


In order to place students in the best position possible for entry into nationally recognized PhD programs, a minimum of two years of at least one foreign language at the undergraduate level with a minimum grade of B or better in all terms is required. This may be completed prior to admission or while enrolled in the Theatre Studies program.

Total Credits: 45


The Laramie Project – 10 years later.

A friend posted the following article from the New York Times on facebook yesterday. I wrote my final for Gender, Race and Performance about The Laramie Project and hate crimes. It’s actually the paper that I submitted as my writing sample for graduate school applications and given the opportunity, I’d like to expand on the paper. Therefore, I really want to see this! There will be a showing at the Seattle Rep Theatre, which is about an hour and 45 minutes away from where I’ll be living. I know I have classes on Mondays (the show is on Monday, October 12th) and it is a bit of a drive, but assuming the tickets aren’t crazy expensive, I want to go!

August 4, 2009
Big Opening for Epilogue to ‘The Laramie Project’

By PATRICK HEALY
The creators of “The Laramie Project,” the acclaimed play about the 1998 murder of a 21-year-old gay man, Matthew Shepard, are finishing work on an 80-minute epilogue to the original work that will be given its debut simultaneously at dozens of theaters across the United States on Oct. 12, the 11th anniversary of Mr. Shepard’s death.

Moisés Kaufman, the playwright and director who, with his Tectonic Theater Project company, wrote and produced the first “Laramie Project,” said the epilogue would explore the impact of the Shepard killing on the residents of Laramie, Wyo., where it occurred. The dialogue will be drawn from interviews with dozens of people there, some of whom were involved in the crime, including Aaron McKinney, who was convicted of murdering Mr. Shepard and who gave an interview to the Tectonic artists.

“We wanted to see what occurs in a small town in the long run when it’s been subject to such a devastating event,” Mr. Kaufman said in an interview. “What has been the long-lasting effect of this watershed moment? Is the fallout of these events positive, negative or perhaps a better question, is it measurable in those terms?”

In holding multiple premieres of the play on the same night, Mr. Kaufman said he was taking a page from the Federal Theater Project, the New Deal program that often opened plays in a multitude of cities on the same night.

Tectonic’s goal is to recruit 100 regional theaters, universities and other arts organizations to hold staged readings of the work, which is called “The Laramie Project — 10 Years Later.” More than 40 theaters have committed to the readings, including Arena Stage in Washington, Seattle Repertory Theater, Berkeley Repertory Theater and the Gay Men’s Chorus of Los Angeles. The Tectonic company will hold its performance in Alice Tully Hall at Lincoln Center.

“We’re also taking advantage of contemporary technology so that at the New York performance we’ll be connected to the other productions across the nation via the Internet,” Mr. Kaufman said. “We’re giving each production a video recorder so that they can document the event, and we’ll be answering questions live from across the country,” after the performances on Oct. 12, a Monday.

Mr. Kaufman and his epilogue co-writers — Stephen Belber, Leigh Fondakowski, Andy Paris and Greg Pierotti — returned to Laramie last fall to reinterview several townspeople who originally gave accounts to Tectonic in 1998 about Mr. Shepard, Mr. McKinney and the events preceding and following the murder. Those accounts were threaded together verbatim to create “The Laramie Project,” which has had several thousand productions since it opened Off Broadway in 2000.

In writing the new work Mr. Kaufman and his colleagues said they would reflect the range of views currently held by Laramie residents and others about whether Mr. Shepard’s murder was a hate crime by two homophobic men (Mr. McKinney and his accomplice, Russell Henderson) or the result of a botched attempt by the two men to rob Mr. Shepard.

Some Laramie residents, in defending their community during the interviews last fall, argued that they had come to see the motives and circumstances leading to the murder as more complicated than a hate crime. But others there insisted that Mr. McKinney and Mr. Henderson had been driven by their personal disgust toward Mr. Shepard, who was well known as an openly gay man in their town.

Mr. Kaufman declined to reveal details of the interview with Mr. McKinney, who, like Mr. Henderson, is now serving two consecutive life sentences. The two men lured Mr. Shepard from a Laramie bar on the night of Oct. 6, 1998; Mr. Shepard was ultimately tied to a fence, pistol-whipped and left to die.

“As always, what we found defied expectations,” Mr. Kaufman said. “It’s a fallacy to try to define Laramie the way one would describe an individual. There are 27,000 people in Laramie. There are at least 27,000 Laramies.”

“But one of the things that was very clear from the start is the question of how does one measure change,” he continued. “Is it in the number of public monuments that have been erected? Is it in the number of laws that have been passed? Is it in the number of people whose views have been changed?”

Natalie Bohnet, executive director of UApresents, which will stage the reading at a 2,500-seat theater at the University of Arizona, in Tucson, said the campus is expected to sponsor other events in conjunction with the performance in hopes of turning that Columbus Day weekend in October into “a major learning experience.”

“We’ll have some professors of constitutional law holding a forum, and students on campus are expected to hold their own events, so we can look more deeply at hate crimes in America and issues of justice,” she said.

It is unclear if the new work will be performed on that October night in Laramie, but it will be produced as close as Denver, about two hours away by car, at the Newman Center for the Performing Arts. Stephen Seifert, executive director of the Newman Center, at the University of Denver, said he chose to hold a reading in part because of the theater’s proximity to Laramie. (Mr. Shepard died at a hospital in Fort Collins, Colo., several days after the attack.)

“I was a history major in college, and my focus was the history of the American frontier,” Mr. Seifert said. “No matter what differences of opinions exist about Matthew Shepard, his murder is now a part of the West’s history, of American history.”

A conversation and a story.

A conversation.

My boss: So, you must have a lot to do. Are you excited?
Me: I am. I’m ready to wrap things up here and make the move.
Boss: Washington is beautiful. The whole area is gorgeous.
Me: Yeah, so I’ve heard. I’ve never been to Washington before.
Boss: Have you even seen the school?
Me: No, I haven’t seen the school, or Washington or even been to the Northwest.

Boss: The cost of living is supposed to be high up there.
Me: Uh, well, I don’t think that’s actually the case where I’m going. It’s a very small town.
Boss: So are you going to visit the capital?
*Thinking to myself… What is the capital of Washington? Tacoma? Olympia? What is in the capital to see?*
Me: Uh, sure. Eventually, I’ll visit it.

My boss asked some other question relating to the capital, when it dawned on me…

Me: I’m not going to Washington, DC. I’m going to the state of Washington.

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A story.
[Possible Doubt Spoilers, but not really.]

After the show tonight, I walked out through the lobby and ran into a couple ushers talking to Sister Aloysius. They just told our stage manager a story and wanted to retell it to Sister A. So being curious, I decided to hang around and be nosy. Apparently the usher had seen the production when it was in Tampa with Cherry Jones (the original Sister Aloysius), and when she had went, the usher told her to make sure she stayed after the show ended. The woman said that once the show ended, and after about 2/3 of the audience had filed out where there was a gunshot heard off stage. No explanation of who the shot came from, or who shot who… just a gunshot. I don’t know. I don’t necessarily doubt the validity of the story, but I call bluff that it was supposed to be included in the production. The director perhaps had taken some artistic liberty? Regardless, there is no gunshot in the script, no gunshot in the movie and certainly no gunshot in our production. Furthermore, a gunshot doesn’t fit the story. It was an interesting story, though.

The Plan.

The plan from the beginning…

When I graduated from FSU, I knew I wanted to go to grad school for theatre studies. Since schools only admit students for the fall semester, I made the decision that I’d get a job (one that I could like enough, but not one I’d love. I didn’t want a job to prevent me from returning to school). I would work for a year or two and then go to school.

Well, I did end up in a job that was okay enough. Although, any interest I might have had in banking or the banking industry left me at least six months ago. I also got an internship at a local theatre, to get some production experience and reconnect with the world of theatre.

In the meantime I researched and applied to several graduate school programs for theatre studies.

Cut to the present.

I put in my two weeks notice at the bank. My last day is August 21st, which couldn’t possibly come any sooner. I’m waiting to find out when my last day of Doubt will be, we got extended one week, with the chance of another week. As of right now, the 23rd is my last day at the theatre, although that could change to the 3oth.

On the 31st of August, my mom and I fly out to Seattle/Ellensburg to apartment hunt/sign a lease. We’ll also take care of some paperwork at the school and explore both Seattle and Ellensburg for the first time. We fly home on the 3rd of September.

I’ll be back in Florida for literally just a weekend, long enough to pack everything near and dear to me, into my car.

Then on September 7th (although it might be the 6th), my dad, Charlie and myself will take off in my little focus and spend the week driving across the country. The only definitive stop that we have planned, as of right now, will be in Nashville to visit the best friend and my second family.

So after a week on the road, dad and I will hopefully arrive in Ellensburg on Friday/Saturday the 11th/12th and spend the next couple days getting furniture and setting up the apartment. I’m not bringing any real furniture, so I’m having to buy all new stuff. IKEA here I come! Actually, I figure if I check out the classifieds, craigslist and IKEA shop, I should be able to get what I need and not break the bank.

Hopefully everything will be set up and I’ll be good to go by 16th, because dad flies home that day and I’m officially on my own!

The theatre MA students are having a bar-b-que on the 21st at one of the faculty’s house. I have an advising meeting on the next Monday or Tuesday. Then classes start Wednesday, September 23rd!

And away we go!

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