my puter's prettier than yours!
Well, I was going to ask a friend if she wanted to share a quiche with me, but she wasn't there, and I didn't notice i had picked up a can of condensed milk rather than evaporated milk until i was pouring it into the ham and swiss quiche, thinking "I don't think it's *supposed* to be that consistency...
So instead I'm happily sipping an Amaretto milkshake from Vaccaros
and wondering if it would be exceptionally rude to practice the bassoon during the superbowl? Do you think it would kinda piss the neighbors off?
bah - so speaking about the bassoon.
the show.
initially, i signed on to do tech.
they needed more musicians/actors, and the lovely and phenomenally talented Miss Dulin put in a good word for me
(let them know I have a wee bit of background in that sort of thing...hee...)
so they asked me to take on a role (Curly the waitress. I was expecting to have a name more like "Ensemble" or "Chorus" maybe "Pit?")
which involves some interesting bassoon work onstage as well as acting and banging on shit.
(Jibbsey SMASH!)
but promised to let me do enough tech work to get credit
then they suggested something about paying the performers (holy shit! we'll be paid actresses! how HOT is that?)
...and b/c you can't get credits for paid internships, I'm just screwing the internship aspect completely...easier for everyone prolly.
it's ok, i can find credits elsewhere...while at work this morning i had a nice chat with the professor teaching the Russian Cinema course, and she'd be thrilled to have me in the class. Apparently there's no females taking the class at the moment. So I'll be stuck in a dark room with excessive amounts of testosterone in the air. Wheeee!
So instead I'm happily sipping an Amaretto milkshake from Vaccaros
and wondering if it would be exceptionally rude to practice the bassoon during the superbowl? Do you think it would kinda piss the neighbors off?
bah - so speaking about the bassoon.
the show.
initially, i signed on to do tech.
they needed more musicians/actors, and the lovely and phenomenally talented Miss Dulin put in a good word for me
(let them know I have a wee bit of background in that sort of thing...hee...)
so they asked me to take on a role (Curly the waitress. I was expecting to have a name more like "Ensemble" or "Chorus" maybe "Pit?")
which involves some interesting bassoon work onstage as well as acting and banging on shit.
(Jibbsey SMASH!)
but promised to let me do enough tech work to get credit
then they suggested something about paying the performers (holy shit! we'll be paid actresses! how HOT is that?)
...and b/c you can't get credits for paid internships, I'm just screwing the internship aspect completely...easier for everyone prolly.
it's ok, i can find credits elsewhere...while at work this morning i had a nice chat with the professor teaching the Russian Cinema course, and she'd be thrilled to have me in the class. Apparently there's no females taking the class at the moment. So I'll be stuck in a dark room with excessive amounts of testosterone in the air. Wheeee!