For those of you that don't know, I've been extremely busy as of late. I'm working on the tech crew at Solano College for a musical called "How to Succeed in Business, Without Really Trying." Couldn't stand hearing the songs in it three times a day at class, but they grow on you. My favorite numbers are "Long Day," and "Brotherhood of Man" (which me and the tech dudes I work with have a ritual of dancing and singing to when it comes on, because it means, "Yay! The show's almost over!").
Basically what I do while I'm there is move sets on and off stage during blackouts and scene changes during the show, make sure the backstage (stage left, for I am in charge of stage left everything) area does not get over crowded with the freakishly huge number of furniture they use for this show, and make sure props are where they need to be when they need to be there. Oh, and to go find Scott when he's not there and needs to work the fly rail and he's wandered off...again -_- If you don't know what a fly rail is, it's this thing backstage with all these ropes you pull that bring sets up or down and pretty much makes things fly. And since the fly rail is on my side, stage left, that is why I'm usually the one tracking down butthead Scott when he's not there to work it.
I'm usually running back and forth from stage right and left and one hallway or another, so I don't have much down time once the show starts. My absolute least favorite part of this all is that STUPID WOODEN PALM TREE. WHY DOES A MUSICAL TAKING PART IN AN OFFICE BUILDING NEED A PALM TREE ANYWAYS?! This palm tree is evil. It's huge. Left a scar on my right shin, and has given me the equivalent to a massive rug burn on my hands. Only a few more weeks with the palm tree left.
Another good thing, I've made a new friend. We read a lot of the same books, and the ones the other hasn't read, we semi dangerously threaten the other to read it or else. Listen to classic rock and listen to Queen's "Don't Stop Me Now" when we need a little pick me up. The only soda we like is Mountain Dew. We don't care when people give strange looks when we burst out in sudden dance moves. And, of course, we share a love for theater; musicals in particular.
I work lots of hours, but once I got the hang of everything, it became so worth it. I'm glad I didn't quit in the beginning when I was having trouble and hated it.
I'm reading a massive amount of books right now. I just can't find one good enough to totally dedicate my time to. My current reading list is as follows, starting with the first I started from the latest I've started:
-The Heroin Diaries: A Year in the Life of a Shattered Rock Star by Nikki Sixx (interesting)
-Youth in Revolt by C.D. Payne (which is being made into a movie starring Michael Cera!) (quite funny)
-Atonement by Ian McEwan (boring, but trying to plow through anyway)
-American Gods by Neil Gaiman (weird)
And Jesse wants me to read the book he just finished and really liked, Hate that Cat by Sharron Creech. I'll get around to it eventually, because I love Sharron Creech and the book that comes before it, Love that Dog, was great.
Oh, and who saw Watchmen?! I was soooo looking for it, but it was a total letdown. SO SAD. I was bored half the time :( The amount of blood was GREAT, but other than that all we saw was Silk II being a little skank and Doctor Manhattan's man parts. Just because you're blue and glow-y, is NOT an excuse to go around naked all the time.
