Lies and falsehoods, Padfoot!

And now the show is over. And I am sad.

We only had two panics tonight, once when Mike the sound guy broke his light, and once when the house lights refused to go out. Both times I had to run downstairs and try to fix it. We ended up with no worklights backstage, and the house lights came on twice briefly during the show, but the show went on regardless and the audience laughed like crazed hyhenas, and that's all that really matters.

Also JvL was practically in tears. This was his last show. And he hugged me and was sincerely appreciative. This was such a great show.

I took the cup binoculars. So I'll always remember it.

*sigh*

Ok, ummmm there were a bunch of things I wanted to say... ummm... I wrote this down somewhere, wait... Oh yeah!

So yesterday's Intro to Lit class was more like Offend Megan 101. First this girl was going on about how she was going down to Castleton College, and how it was a total "shit-hole" and they didn't have anything there, and I was like "Excuse me? My cousin goes there and it is not" only not because then I would have had to admit that I was listening in on their conversation... In the middle of the classroom. It's not like they were trying to be discreet or anything... But I wasn't really mean to be included. It's not even my college, but it bothered me.

Then we read this poem about the "common man" and it talked about masons and carpenters and hatters and working class jobs, and this one girl said basically that those were all shit jobs and no one wanted them anyways and they sucked. Now, my father is a carpenter, and he loves it. All he ever wanted to do was work with his hands and build things. And so I said that there are people who enjoy making something for a living and like working with their hands, and all I got was a shrug. Goddamn small minded rich people.

But that night at rehearsal Andrew came onstage in his plumber role (for which he's supposed to show off a little butt crack) with his pants almost fully down his butt and showed us all his "hairy ass." I'm scarred for life now, but in a good way. Oh, and his girlfriend was there too. She was sooooooooooo red. Hahahahahahaha!


Matt! You'll be pleased to know that I finished Heir to the Empire today. Go me!


This cut is for Erin, but you're all welcome to click it and see just what you're missing on P-Day. (That's the carnival thing I was going on about in my last post.)

( Erin! Click Here! )


That's all for now kids!

Benefits of being involved in the SMC theater department:

1. "Rehearsals" which consist of going downtown, taking pictures, making fun of seagulls, making out with stone bears, riding stone deer, taking over the world, molesting the leapfrog statue, and spending two hours in Dorba Tea talking and drinking tea.

2. Free tea and Jerusalem pitas. (Both Dobra Tea and the pitas come highly recommended, I might add.) They were free because JvL bought them and can write them off as a 'business expense' of our 'rehesarsal' so the drama club ends up paying. Nice to know I'm making good use of the tuition I'm not actually paying...

3. Free tickets to see Jekyll and Hyde (NOT THE MUSICAL, just a play) which would have been $27 otherwise. Not to mention getting in on the fact that this play was being put on tonight, which I didn't know until this afternoon, and it was SO GOOD!

4. Having the opportunity to hang out basically all day with totally awesome people.

5. With whom you can discuss such varied topics as Harry Potter, Lifehouse, dragons, the drama of drama, and Jack the Ripper.

6. Being invited to go out places instead of sitting alone in my room all the time.


Ahhhhh. It was SUCH a good day.