Catch-up
So things have been odd and good and bad and busy lately.
- I'm directing a piece for the Experimental Puppet Theatre at the Center for Puppetry Arts that I have to finish writing today. It will be made up of excerpts from the show Mudville I've been creating but I have to rework them to be more self-contained and puppet-oriented. Luckily Chris and Gina and Aileen have all been helping me with design ideas so I'm daunted but excited about the possibilities. A tarp will be provided for the front row.
- My mom was given notice this week that the Temple could no longer afford to keep her on staff. It will definitely be a big economic blow to them but more importantly, a lot of my Mom's identity was wrapped up in that job and a lot of my Dad's identity was wrapped up in not having my Mom around all day (kidding). People alway say how you want better things for your kids than you have. That being said, I want an easier life for my parents in their old age. They made a lot of sacrifices over the years for us. They shouldn't have to be paying any more for that.
-Also, back on restaurant recruitment for the TAP project for Unicef this week. If anyone in Atlanta works/owns or has friends that work/own in the foodservice industry, give me contact info so I can come twist your arm.
- Went and saw Michael Franti with my brother last night. First off, great damn show. Incredibly positive vibe that really made you want to dance which brings me to the other aspects of the night. We knew some friends of our family were going to be there last night and we ran into them when we walked in and they had taken the liberty of saving us some seats in the balcony. It was a very kind gesture that would be rude not to have accepted. I lasted 15 minutes sitting in the old people's section listening to this very sweet woman tell me about her kids non-stop, while the rest of the place was going nuts to great music, and I had to make a jail break. I spent the rest of the concert dancing my ass off on the floor. Which brings me to my last point - it made me incredibly homesick. This is especially sad because I'm supposedly at home, and was even there with my brother, but all I could think was how much fun it would be with Aileen there. I miss my dancing buddy.
Anyhow. That's me right now. Hope you're doing well out there.
- I'm directing a piece for the Experimental Puppet Theatre at the Center for Puppetry Arts that I have to finish writing today. It will be made up of excerpts from the show Mudville I've been creating but I have to rework them to be more self-contained and puppet-oriented. Luckily Chris and Gina and Aileen have all been helping me with design ideas so I'm daunted but excited about the possibilities. A tarp will be provided for the front row.
- My mom was given notice this week that the Temple could no longer afford to keep her on staff. It will definitely be a big economic blow to them but more importantly, a lot of my Mom's identity was wrapped up in that job and a lot of my Dad's identity was wrapped up in not having my Mom around all day (kidding). People alway say how you want better things for your kids than you have. That being said, I want an easier life for my parents in their old age. They made a lot of sacrifices over the years for us. They shouldn't have to be paying any more for that.
-Also, back on restaurant recruitment for the TAP project for Unicef this week. If anyone in Atlanta works/owns or has friends that work/own in the foodservice industry, give me contact info so I can come twist your arm.
- Went and saw Michael Franti with my brother last night. First off, great damn show. Incredibly positive vibe that really made you want to dance which brings me to the other aspects of the night. We knew some friends of our family were going to be there last night and we ran into them when we walked in and they had taken the liberty of saving us some seats in the balcony. It was a very kind gesture that would be rude not to have accepted. I lasted 15 minutes sitting in the old people's section listening to this very sweet woman tell me about her kids non-stop, while the rest of the place was going nuts to great music, and I had to make a jail break. I spent the rest of the concert dancing my ass off on the floor. Which brings me to my last point - it made me incredibly homesick. This is especially sad because I'm supposedly at home, and was even there with my brother, but all I could think was how much fun it would be with Aileen there. I miss my dancing buddy.
Anyhow. That's me right now. Hope you're doing well out there.