I come for the wuggas…

I think I’ve found the cure for my recent insomnia. I’ve begun reading poetry. Each night I pick a new poet and then I fall asleep easily, my head filled with words instead of complicated and distracting mental meanderings.
Our first trial presentation of CRASH is on Tuesday. We did a dry run yesterday and it [...]

all is a procession

I make myself cry with poetry tonight.
I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough, To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough, To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass [...]

…and that’s the end of the world news

I could not fall asleep last night. Between the general lack of humidity in my bedroom and the incessant wind rattling the window pane I was too distracted and stimulated to fall asleep. When I am awake because of distractions I usually do my best to block them out. I tried that and got completely [...]

koine

The apartment got all smokey from the stove so we opened all the windows. Now my bedroom is an icebox.
My New Testament class met for the first time this evening. I know about half the class. I like somewhat fewer of them than half. I tried to pick a fight about what constitutes the “word [...]

Good Morning!

Wakeful.
Nothing much going on up there. Still, I’m not asleep.
Today I stayed in bed until nearly three o’clock.
Believe it or not, there’s nothing on television.
I went to Jakeeno’s for dinner tonight. Yum, it was delightful.
Watched Rock Star. Holy Marky-Mark Batman!

Beautiful

Here is beautiful Chelsie from our trip to Seattle. Maybe she’ll want to kill me for posting it but I think it’s lovely.

Andrew got to talk to her yesterday. The conversation (according to him) went something like this:
A: Hi Chelsie!C: Hi!A: I miss you.C: I miss you, too.A: I love you.C: I love you, too.A: [...]

Generic Plastic Box Filled With Random Bits

The group of musicians visiting from Australia told of a wonderful tradition they keep. Before every performance they thank the people to whom the land belonged and belongs, the indigenous peoples of the place.
The performance yesterday went… well, it went. Some things happened in the dark that probably shouldn’t have and the sound cues were [...]

accidental

An early evening nap successfully took the wind out of my sails a little bit. I’m exhausted.
Live at the Funky Butt Jazz Club is happening one more time. We’re performing at 1 pm tomorrow for some visitors from Australia and for who ever else shows up. I’m encoring my understudy role. Fishnets and pearls… I’m [...]

three pulleys and a gobo

I have taken to carrying a notepad to jot down my thoughts throughout the day. This habit was spawned, I think, by my realization that at Interact I should pretty much write down everything that happens at rehearsal and everything that Lola says because somebody will want to hear it again. So I have a [...]

Gargoyles

Today was a hard day at Interact. I have just been edgy for the past few days, probably because of increasing schedule chaos and the subsequent increasing environmental chaos. I don’t function very pleasantly or productively when my living spaces are a mess. In any event, Interact was difficult to handle today. I am struggling [...]