"My hobby is to be annoying. I like to annoy people. I'm good at being annoying!"
"My favorite animal is the BLUE WHALE... The largest animal to ever live on the planet! Shut up! It is TOO!" (No one had raised an objection before the outburst.)
"I'm Doing Yoga!"
"Huh, Mister 'Corn On The...'"
"2 Unbelievable SONOROUS Farts!" *
* Window-Rattling! Ear-popping! Thunderous! - It was hard to keep a straigh face.
Monday, August 27, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Let Me Get This Straight
We move here from Chicago, a town which we LOVE with friends whom we are fond of, for a job opportunity, to be closer to family, and to hopefully gain a little financial stability?
I just started a new job. I won't get paid for another 3 weeks. I have less than $2oo bucks to my name, no savings account to speak of, an 80 mile round trip commute per day and gas is $2.68 per gallon, not to mention the overdue bills that we're having to gloss over and a wedding to plan... the clock is ticking; just 3 months to go.
JEEEEZUS! I hate to go begging for more money. When will I feel like an adult?
I just started a new job. I won't get paid for another 3 weeks. I have less than $2oo bucks to my name, no savings account to speak of, an 80 mile round trip commute per day and gas is $2.68 per gallon, not to mention the overdue bills that we're having to gloss over and a wedding to plan... the clock is ticking; just 3 months to go.
JEEEEZUS! I hate to go begging for more money. When will I feel like an adult?
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Vitality 5
Over the weekend I flew to Chicago to see Speaking Ring Theatre's 5th annual Vitality Festival. My script, Kings Of Cabbage, won the audience choice award. Not to belabour the obvious but that means that my script was chosen, by the audience as their favorite show in the festival.
That also means that my script will be produced AGAIN.
I couldn't have been happier with the production. The director, my friend Erin Rooney, really nailed the show. She created a very specific world, and cast a talented group of actors to breathe life into the show. Each of the three actors, 1 M & 2 F, were wonderfully zany, committed to their roles and had their time to shine onstage. (I actually enjoy laughing at a show with the audience, sometimes I am the only one amused by my writings.)
There are past shows that I am proud of, there are shows that I wish could be revised and produced again, but this was the most fun I've ever had watching a show that I've written. So thank you Rooney, and thank you to the cast: Neil Arsenty (The Walrus), Erin Orr (The Carpenter), and Aubrey Brown (The Solicitor). Break A Leg At Abbie Hoffman!
That also means that my script will be produced AGAIN.
I couldn't have been happier with the production. The director, my friend Erin Rooney, really nailed the show. She created a very specific world, and cast a talented group of actors to breathe life into the show. Each of the three actors, 1 M & 2 F, were wonderfully zany, committed to their roles and had their time to shine onstage. (I actually enjoy laughing at a show with the audience, sometimes I am the only one amused by my writings.)
There are past shows that I am proud of, there are shows that I wish could be revised and produced again, but this was the most fun I've ever had watching a show that I've written. So thank you Rooney, and thank you to the cast: Neil Arsenty (The Walrus), Erin Orr (The Carpenter), and Aubrey Brown (The Solicitor). Break A Leg At Abbie Hoffman!
Friday, August 10, 2007
My Yesterday
7:20 PM - The time that Southwest Flight 1717 was supposed to leave BWI en route to Chicago.
10:20 PM- The time posted for our flight delay due to inclement weather.
11:45 PM- The second time given for departure, after our flight delay, which actually was the departure time for Southwest Flight 806 originally schedule to leave at 2:30 PM.
12:30 AM - Yet another projected time of departure for Southwest Flight 1717.
1:15 AM - The time that our flight actually taxied to the runway for departure.
2:00 AM - (Central Time Zone) I step off of my quick little flight to Chicago for the weekend.
I spent a long time in the airport yesterday, and I wasn't the only one. Apparently there were weather fronts, and storm warnings and all kinds of delay causing phenomenon. Many flights were delayed and even cancelled. When I walked through the terminal in Chicago there were dozens of people sleeping on cots that the airlines had put out for the stranded.
10:20 PM- The time posted for our flight delay due to inclement weather.
11:45 PM- The second time given for departure, after our flight delay, which actually was the departure time for Southwest Flight 806 originally schedule to leave at 2:30 PM.
12:30 AM - Yet another projected time of departure for Southwest Flight 1717.
1:15 AM - The time that our flight actually taxied to the runway for departure.
2:00 AM - (Central Time Zone) I step off of my quick little flight to Chicago for the weekend.
I spent a long time in the airport yesterday, and I wasn't the only one. Apparently there were weather fronts, and storm warnings and all kinds of delay causing phenomenon. Many flights were delayed and even cancelled. When I walked through the terminal in Chicago there were dozens of people sleeping on cots that the airlines had put out for the stranded.
My Day Before Yesterday
My mother was going back into the hospital. Her Cancer has come back. I was in Chicago the first time my mother got sick. She told me to not to bother flying back, that everything that could be done was being done. It was a waiting game. I felt so helpless.
It’s different this time. She’s not showing symptoms. She’s not ill. Her Cancer Indicators are rising, and a scan has revealed a tumor, or something in her abdomen. This procedure is to head the Cancer off at the pass. Go in, take a look around for other signs of the disease, remove the tumor, and get ready for some serious chemo. She’s been cancer free for several years now.
The operation took a good part of the day. We camped out in the waiting room; trying to read our books, listen to music, watch a little TV. Anything to keep our thoughts off of the ticking clock. The day crept by.
The surgery went well. The tumor was removed, and sent away for testing. There didn’t appear to be other signs of Cancer. Her doctor felt really good about the outcome. We all shook his hand and thanked him very much. Then I went outside to call my brothers and give them an update.
*An interesting side note here is that my mother is being treated at Walter Reed. It’s a military hospital here in D.C. and apparently it is where many wounded soldiers get sent when they come home from Iraq. I saw at least ten wounded soldiers during the course of the day. Now I watch the news, and I hear the reports of roadside bombs, wounded soldiers, etc,, but seeing those soldiers walking through the halls of the hospital on prosthetic legs, or in wheelchairs acutely aware of their newly amputated limbs puts it all in a different light.
It’s different this time. She’s not showing symptoms. She’s not ill. Her Cancer Indicators are rising, and a scan has revealed a tumor, or something in her abdomen. This procedure is to head the Cancer off at the pass. Go in, take a look around for other signs of the disease, remove the tumor, and get ready for some serious chemo. She’s been cancer free for several years now.
The operation took a good part of the day. We camped out in the waiting room; trying to read our books, listen to music, watch a little TV. Anything to keep our thoughts off of the ticking clock. The day crept by.
The surgery went well. The tumor was removed, and sent away for testing. There didn’t appear to be other signs of Cancer. Her doctor felt really good about the outcome. We all shook his hand and thanked him very much. Then I went outside to call my brothers and give them an update.
*An interesting side note here is that my mother is being treated at Walter Reed. It’s a military hospital here in D.C. and apparently it is where many wounded soldiers get sent when they come home from Iraq. I saw at least ten wounded soldiers during the course of the day. Now I watch the news, and I hear the reports of roadside bombs, wounded soldiers, etc,, but seeing those soldiers walking through the halls of the hospital on prosthetic legs, or in wheelchairs acutely aware of their newly amputated limbs puts it all in a different light.
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