a week's worth of adventures condensed into a short (ish) entry...more to come.
wow.
it's only thursday and already so much has happened. or at least it feels like it.
monday was roughly thirty kinds of fun--jeremy camp concert at six flags. (i worked it, i did not attend it of my own free will.) it was an experience i don't think i'll forget for a very long time.
first off, the morning started rather rocky--i couldn't find my work shirts. still can't, as a matter of fact. so i was running a little late. i finally made it to six flags (running 15 minutes late), aprinted up to old glory where i had no idea what was going on. eventually, things got sorted out and i got an idea as to what we were doing. the trucks showed up and we started unloading road cases. hundreds of them, or so it seemed, all of them stuffed full of millions of dollars worth of equipment.
once we got everything loaded, we did general cleaning type stuff and we helped the main group of techs set everything up, but then there wasn't much to do. so we sat around for several hours and waited for mic check to get done.
at 4:30, we all met in the house and got our assignments. shannon and i were picked to run spotlights. i got excited that i didn't have to do crowd control. i don't think that would've gone over too well.
as i was coming back into the theatre from dinner break (which happened in the middle of house being open...strangeness.), my dear friend amy came up to visit me. i hadn't seen her in nine days...there was squealing, i'll admit. we got to talk for a bit and then it was back to work.
i think i should mention that temperatures that day got up to 106. i don't think i've ever sweated so much in my life.
met with the lighting designer (LD), pretended to know what i was talking about when it comes to spotlighting (he seemed impressed). it almost worked until he had to explain to me what a frame 4 was. i felt like a dumbass (frame 4 is just the 4th frame that gels go in. duh. i forgot some of the lingo in my excitement.)
the show itself was more of a youth group gathering with over 10,000 people than a concert. i'm sorry, but i don't expect to hear about how the lead singer's wife died of cancer at a concert. or maybe i do. but i don't expect it to be the main focus. call me insensitive. the two just don't seem to fit.
afterwards, there was load out. which meant that all the road cases we meticulously drug down the hill had to be pushed back up. i was psyched, and by psyched, i mean delirious and borderline dehydrated. but incredibly hyper nonetheless.
of course, my energy got me noticed by several people, one of which was jane, another of which was a 51 year old guy (ew) who had spent 17 years of his life touring with the greatful dead. i took it as a compliment when he told me i had a future in the business if i chose to persue it.
the third person that really noticed me is/was a 20 year old lighting guy named ryan. he was nice enough, and we got to talk a little bit. he gave me some insight as to what it takes to be in professional theatre for a living. it sounds like fun.
too bad i plan on being a journalist.
tuesday's adventures began at 7:30 in the morning with a trip up to fulton with my sister to see her apartment and sign the lease. it's a pretty nice place. i think she'll like it there. nothing particularly thrilling, though. other than the fact that we were both deliriously tired. she probably shouldn't have been driving. but she did. and we nearly died. twice.
wednesday kicked off with more packing. always with the packing. and loading into trucks. nothing incredibly exciting. followed by another drive up to fulton. followed by unpacking.
today, there was the most pointless interview/meeting with my new manager. she seems nice enough. though perhaps lacking a bit on the competence side. followed by more packing. which will be follwed shortly by yet another trip to and from fulton.
soon, i will be packing up my own stuff and moving down the hall--it should be an interesting time.
i start my new job on tuesday. wish me luck, i'm sure i'll need it.
and that, ladies and gentlemen, officially ends this post that was three days in the making.
i love you all. honestly.
p.s.--moving when you're already sore= not fun.
it's only thursday and already so much has happened. or at least it feels like it.
monday was roughly thirty kinds of fun--jeremy camp concert at six flags. (i worked it, i did not attend it of my own free will.) it was an experience i don't think i'll forget for a very long time.
first off, the morning started rather rocky--i couldn't find my work shirts. still can't, as a matter of fact. so i was running a little late. i finally made it to six flags (running 15 minutes late), aprinted up to old glory where i had no idea what was going on. eventually, things got sorted out and i got an idea as to what we were doing. the trucks showed up and we started unloading road cases. hundreds of them, or so it seemed, all of them stuffed full of millions of dollars worth of equipment.
once we got everything loaded, we did general cleaning type stuff and we helped the main group of techs set everything up, but then there wasn't much to do. so we sat around for several hours and waited for mic check to get done.
at 4:30, we all met in the house and got our assignments. shannon and i were picked to run spotlights. i got excited that i didn't have to do crowd control. i don't think that would've gone over too well.
as i was coming back into the theatre from dinner break (which happened in the middle of house being open...strangeness.), my dear friend amy came up to visit me. i hadn't seen her in nine days...there was squealing, i'll admit. we got to talk for a bit and then it was back to work.
i think i should mention that temperatures that day got up to 106. i don't think i've ever sweated so much in my life.
met with the lighting designer (LD), pretended to know what i was talking about when it comes to spotlighting (he seemed impressed). it almost worked until he had to explain to me what a frame 4 was. i felt like a dumbass (frame 4 is just the 4th frame that gels go in. duh. i forgot some of the lingo in my excitement.)
the show itself was more of a youth group gathering with over 10,000 people than a concert. i'm sorry, but i don't expect to hear about how the lead singer's wife died of cancer at a concert. or maybe i do. but i don't expect it to be the main focus. call me insensitive. the two just don't seem to fit.
afterwards, there was load out. which meant that all the road cases we meticulously drug down the hill had to be pushed back up. i was psyched, and by psyched, i mean delirious and borderline dehydrated. but incredibly hyper nonetheless.
of course, my energy got me noticed by several people, one of which was jane, another of which was a 51 year old guy (ew) who had spent 17 years of his life touring with the greatful dead. i took it as a compliment when he told me i had a future in the business if i chose to persue it.
the third person that really noticed me is/was a 20 year old lighting guy named ryan. he was nice enough, and we got to talk a little bit. he gave me some insight as to what it takes to be in professional theatre for a living. it sounds like fun.
too bad i plan on being a journalist.
tuesday's adventures began at 7:30 in the morning with a trip up to fulton with my sister to see her apartment and sign the lease. it's a pretty nice place. i think she'll like it there. nothing particularly thrilling, though. other than the fact that we were both deliriously tired. she probably shouldn't have been driving. but she did. and we nearly died. twice.
wednesday kicked off with more packing. always with the packing. and loading into trucks. nothing incredibly exciting. followed by another drive up to fulton. followed by unpacking.
today, there was the most pointless interview/meeting with my new manager. she seems nice enough. though perhaps lacking a bit on the competence side. followed by more packing. which will be follwed shortly by yet another trip to and from fulton.
soon, i will be packing up my own stuff and moving down the hall--it should be an interesting time.
i start my new job on tuesday. wish me luck, i'm sure i'll need it.
and that, ladies and gentlemen, officially ends this post that was three days in the making.
i love you all. honestly.
p.s.--moving when you're already sore= not fun.