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I’m in a play!
Yes, THIS is what I have been working on for the past month.  No, it’s not at all why I abandoned my tumblr.  I just had no motivation to keep it up.  Even my Twitter suffered, and I LOVE me some Tweets!
But, yes, I’m back in full actor-mode for the first time in OVER a year.  Yeah.  The last show I did was “Dream Girl,” my friend Ellen’s senior capstone project.  Since then I’ve:
dropped out of college (fuck you Shorter.  Still)
got a job at a Michaels craft store (woot)
went to Universal Orlando with my Scottish friend Lauren to see the Potter park (it’s perfection)
participated in Ellen & Zack’s wedding (d’aww)
turned 23 (July 1st, woot again)
And as of July 4, I have been unemployed.
Lemme explain:
I was incredibly unhappy at Michaels.  My coworkers were fabulous, and were really the only reason I stuck around as long as I did (that, and to some extent, desperation).  But as my first day of my 23rd year was winding to a close, I began to think about my year out of college.  I realized I had accomplished absolutely nothing I had set out to do, and that realization brought with it a huge wave of depression (happy fucking birthday to me…)
So, I quit my job.  Maybe I should have lobbied hard for an early pay raise, but I can honestly say I have no regrets.  Shortly after quitting, I saw the audition notice for The Crucible and I thought, “I read that in high school…I liked that play…sure, why not?”
And now, here I am, a little over 2 weeks away from my first opening night in well over a year.  And y’all:  it’s been rough.  I got SO rusty during my time off!  I had never realized before how good I had, hopping from one show/project to the next, at school.  Now I had this massive gap between the last time I’d had to learn lines & channel emotions and…I…I might still be freaking out a little.  Tonight we had our first off-book rehearsal (just the first act).  I was surprised at how much of the text I knew, but I’ve definitely got a lot of work to do in the next couple of weeks.  And now that I’m…meh, we’ll say 80% off-book, I’m starting to feel much more confident about my choices during the scenes.  I’m…well, I’m ACTING again!  And it’s awesome!
I have definitely missed this.  I will miss it terribly when the show closes, but my primary objective when I’m not in rehearsal (which is most of the time) is to get a new job!  And I’m being picky this time.  I’m 23.  I need to start making a real living, not just scraping by on $200/less every 2 weeks, plus small contributions from mom & dad (which, honestly, I hate to take from them, because I know they need that $20 just as much as, if not more than, I do; I am eternally grateful, though).  I’m only applying for jobs I actually want to do, ie, computer & office-based work.  Think clerical/receptionist/secretarial duties with a side of customer service.  Basically, shit I’m really good at, but nowhere near any kind of retail/table-waiting environment.  I need that 9-5/8-4 “day job” that pays my bills so I can afford to keep doing shows, at night.
So, that’s where I am, now.  Oh, and I’ve had to stab 2 new holes into my belt in the past two weeks.  So, I might be losing weight, too.
Or dying…well, as long as I look good…!  ;)

<3 —- SDG

PS
PLEASE share that poster with your friends!  This company relies heavily on word-of-mouth for marketing their shows (small company, not exactly a bursting publicity department working for them).  Post it on FB, reblog it, tweet it, print it out & stick it on your fridge.  Whatever it takes.  And if you come to the show, stick around & say “Hi!” afterwards!  It’s always nice to get audience feedback.  I mean…it’s theatre…that’s kind of why I would be hesitant to do film/TV…

I’m in a play!

Yes, THIS is what I have been working on for the past month.  No, it’s not at all why I abandoned my tumblr.  I just had no motivation to keep it up.  Even my Twitter suffered, and I LOVE me some Tweets!

But, yes, I’m back in full actor-mode for the first time in OVER a year.  Yeah.  The last show I did was “Dream Girl,” my friend Ellen’s senior capstone project.  Since then I’ve:

  • dropped out of college (fuck you Shorter.  Still)
  • got a job at a Michaels craft store (woot)
  • went to Universal Orlando with my Scottish friend Lauren to see the Potter park (it’s perfection)
  • participated in Ellen & Zack’s wedding (d’aww)
  • turned 23 (July 1st, woot again)

And as of July 4, I have been unemployed.

Lemme explain:

I was incredibly unhappy at Michaels.  My coworkers were fabulous, and were really the only reason I stuck around as long as I did (that, and to some extent, desperation).  But as my first day of my 23rd year was winding to a close, I began to think about my year out of college.  I realized I had accomplished absolutely nothing I had set out to do, and that realization brought with it a huge wave of depression (happy fucking birthday to me…)

So, I quit my job.  Maybe I should have lobbied hard for an early pay raise, but I can honestly say I have no regrets.  Shortly after quitting, I saw the audition notice for The Crucible and I thought, “I read that in high school…I liked that play…sure, why not?”

And now, here I am, a little over 2 weeks away from my first opening night in well over a year.  And y’all:  it’s been rough.  I got SO rusty during my time off!  I had never realized before how good I had, hopping from one show/project to the next, at school.  Now I had this massive gap between the last time I’d had to learn lines & channel emotions and…I…I might still be freaking out a little.  Tonight we had our first off-book rehearsal (just the first act).  I was surprised at how much of the text I knew, but I’ve definitely got a lot of work to do in the next couple of weeks.  And now that I’m…meh, we’ll say 80% off-book, I’m starting to feel much more confident about my choices during the scenes.  I’m…well, I’m ACTING again!  And it’s awesome!

I have definitely missed this.  I will miss it terribly when the show closes, but my primary objective when I’m not in rehearsal (which is most of the time) is to get a new job!  And I’m being picky this time.  I’m 23.  I need to start making a real living, not just scraping by on $200/less every 2 weeks, plus small contributions from mom & dad (which, honestly, I hate to take from them, because I know they need that $20 just as much as, if not more than, I do; I am eternally grateful, though).  I’m only applying for jobs I actually want to do, ie, computer & office-based work.  Think clerical/receptionist/secretarial duties with a side of customer service.  Basically, shit I’m really good at, but nowhere near any kind of retail/table-waiting environment.  I need that 9-5/8-4 “day job” that pays my bills so I can afford to keep doing shows, at night.

So, that’s where I am, now.  Oh, and I’ve had to stab 2 new holes into my belt in the past two weeks.  So, I might be losing weight, too.

Or dying…well, as long as I look good…!  ;)

<3 —- SDG

PS

PLEASE share that poster with your friends!  This company relies heavily on word-of-mouth for marketing their shows (small company, not exactly a bursting publicity department working for them).  Post it on FB, reblog it, tweet it, print it out & stick it on your fridge.  Whatever it takes.  And if you come to the show, stick around & say “Hi!” afterwards!  It’s always nice to get audience feedback.  I mean…it’s theatre…that’s kind of why I would be hesitant to do film/TV…

12 months ago
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motionpicturesatarevolution:

Clue (1985) | Directed by Jonathan Lynn
Is Clue the best film adaptation of a board game of all time? Taking place at the height of the Red Scare, while McCarthyism is rampant and J. Edgar Hoover has everyone on his list, Clue takes a group of people who are all connected by Washington DC and… a murder. But who did it, where, and with what? An all star cast presents a number of hilarious suspects. As the bodies stack, so the laughs, and beneath the veneer of hilariousness is a look at the effects of paranoia and Communism in the upper class. (Art by vargtimmen)
Check out what else I picked for my Criterion Wish List!

This.  Is beautiful.  Dear Criterion, please make this a reality.

motionpicturesatarevolution:

Clue (1985) | Directed by Jonathan Lynn

Is Clue the best film adaptation of a board game of all time? Taking place at the height of the Red Scare, while McCarthyism is rampant and J. Edgar Hoover has everyone on his list, Clue takes a group of people who are all connected by Washington DC and… a murder. But who did it, where, and with what? An all star cast presents a number of hilarious suspects. As the bodies stack, so the laughs, and beneath the veneer of hilariousness is a look at the effects of paranoia and Communism in the upper class. (Art by vargtimmen)

Check out what else I picked for my Criterion Wish List!

This.  Is beautiful.  Dear Criterion, please make this a reality.

1 year ago
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What a dump…

Let’s dust the cobwebs off this blog, eh? I didn’t even bother checking to see the last time I made an original post. I know well enough it’s been too long (much like the now OVER 1 year since I’ve performed; god, that sucks to realize and process).

I used to think acting was the only thing I could do forever, and be consistently happy when doing it. Now, having been away from it for so long, I can say, with utmost confidence, that I KNOW it to be true. I won’t succumb to the histrionics of saying I have been “miserable” this past year, but I have not once come close to the kind of euphoria which only comes from delivering a satisfying performance, from that give-and-take with an audience or a scene partner.

Lately I’ve taken to looking up possible auditions. It would be one thing to throw myself at every audition I can, accepting as many roles as possible, but I’m picky. Nkt to say the company has to be of highest regard, or the production would have to pay a stipend. I just, literally, cannot afford to be constantly doing shows. I still have only a meager, part-time job that just barely keeps me away from bill collectors (but fuck my savings account). If I’m going to audition for a show, and potentially limit my work availability for two to 3 months, it has to be a show I really want to do. There needs to be something about the show, itself, which, on a purely intangible level, justifies the blows to my paychecks. Perhaps it’s a show I know I would never do professionally, or a role I couldn’t play for at least another 20 years (thank god for the flexibility community theatre have with one’s age, and thank god I’m a man in an area where male actors are not as prevalent as in, say, metro Atlanta).

And how many such pending productions am I planning to audition for? As of now, just one. I won’t name any names, but it is a musical which I consider to be one of the best ever written, and a role I absolutely must play before I die. Even if I cannot get that particular role, I’d still be thrilled to do the show itself, so I am currently planning my audition material in my spare time, waiting to use it when the time comes. Assuming all goes as I hope it will, you can be certain, dear reader, this blog will see a surge of activity as I document the process, and engage in a bit of self-therapy, always necessary for surviving any kind of rehearsal process.

And on that note, I go now for a cheerful power nap. I get to open the store today (lucky shit I am), and then I have an interview for a fancy new job! I’m quite looking forward to the coffee and tea which will propell me through the morning and afternoon, and to the long slumber which will carry me into Tuesday, my first of two days off this week.

1 year ago
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Well&#8230;hello, navel&#8230;just&#8230;just stay here a minute&#8230;

Well…hello, navel…just…just stay here a minute…

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1 year ago
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:D

Oh, how I wish this production had yielded a full cast album. Ah well…

1 year ago
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when something big happens in a fandom you’re not in

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Yup.

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1 year ago
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Tuesday Morning Story Time! YAY!!! :D

Once upon a time, I took a sleeping pill before 9 PM. In my naiveté, I believed this would ensure a long, healthy night of deep sleep and rejuvenation. I enjoyed a glass of almond milk (mother of god, this shit’s delicious), and got cozy with my Kindle app and Songza (if you haven’t replaced Pandora with this app yet, you suck at technology).

Fast forward and you will briefly observe:

— The pill made me sufficiently groggy
— In a moment of nothing short of brilliance, I decided I should do yoga to further my relaxation.
— WAIT! Yoga alone would be silly, fat man! You should devote the next 45 minutes to a full workout routine, courtesy of your beloved YouTube!

My god, I’m brilliant.

Sure, the rational side of my brain should have steered my strictly to a mild yoga routine. Apparently that side of my brain is the side the pill put to sleep first, because 45 sweaty minutes later, I was convinced what I really needed now…was a light, post-workout snack.

After 10 PM, folks (I should mention it took until about 10 for the first stage of drowsiness to kick in, likely due to me only taking half a dose since the full dose the previous night made me heinously late for work Monday morning).

Time: well after 9 PM. Plan: ingest food. Overall Idea: BAD! VERY, VERY BAD, FAT MAN WITH A HISTORY OF DIGESTIVE DIFFICULTIES!!!

In theory, a small plate of baby carrot sticks with a dollop of ranch sauce isn’t so terribly bad. You know, as far as 4th Meals are concerned.

But I found leftover chicken from that night’s dinner. I had to have a bite of chicken! It’s chicken, the one solid argument against going vegetarian/vegan!

But, ohh, look! Chips! I love chips! Imma have some chips. =)

Damn, this wasn’t exactly a ligt snack. I know. I’ll top it off with yogurt. Those pesky probiotics will take care of everything for me!

Did I mention I had every intention of enjoying my light snack of carrots with a movie? I hadn’t even opened up Hulu+ yet! I was almost literally, simply moving between the couch and the refrigerator, giving in to every impulse I had to ingest whatever sounded good in that instant.

So now it’s going on 2 AM, and I decide I’ll put on music and read (sounds familiar) until I drift off into the best 4-6 hours of sleep I’ll have had in months.

What should I listen to?

Adele. Adele is a fabulous singer. A gift from the vocal gods. Let Adele take you away to drugged up dreamland…

Or

Let the combination of Adele’s fabulous vocals, soul stirring melodies, harshly beautiful lyrics, and half the recommended dose of a sleep aid take you to the dark, emotional recesses of your mind, robbing you of any chance you ever had at restful, invigorating sleep.

Three cigarettes later, it seemed it was finally time to sleep. 3 AM, not too bad, I suppose. Lemme just get cozy on the couch, stairs would be such a hassle now, and let a classical mix from Songza lull me into that kick ass sleep I so desire.

And THAT, completely true to form, is when my insides decide to remind me exactly why it’s the worst idea EVER for me to, apparently, eat anything.

And that, dear friends, strangers, and internet, is why I am now writing this in an aborted sleeping pill haze, occasionally poking the parts of my stomach which think it’s fun to throb painfully (seriously, I could get appendicitis and not know it until I was dead, my stomach is that accustomed to severe pangs).

Welcome to my Tuesday. I hate it already. (On the bright side, I’m pretty sure I weigh about 5 lbs less than I did this time yesterday. I would not be surprised).

1 year ago
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This hair. Gimme this hair.

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1 year ago
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I abandon my tumblr for months (again), and this is my return post:  a reblog of a brilliant little Muppet.

It&#8217;s good to be back, y&#8217;all.

I abandon my tumblr for months (again), and this is my return post:  a reblog of a brilliant little Muppet.

It’s good to be back, y’all.

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12 months ago
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I Hate My Job

It’s no secret that working in retail is akin to having one’s balls chopped up and fed to a rabid tiger on a daily basis.  Retail has no redeeming qualities.  It is simply the shithole of the working world.

So I’m quitting my job.  I know, it’s crazy.  But let’s look at some facts before we all jump down my throat for giving up a job “in this economy”:

  • I work, on average, less than 20 hours a week.  Many of my shifts are less than 5 hours long.  At $8 per hour, and with gas prices being the way they are, I often don’t make enough money in one day to justify the gas it takes to get there.
  • I don’t know jack shit about arts & crafts.  I am useless when customers have questions beyond “Where is ____?”
  • My social life has suffered because of this job.  I am not allowed to have anything other than total availability, meaning they can schedule me whenever they like.  I need CONSISTENCY in my life!  I need to be able to look at my month & say “Here are my working days, now what shall I do with these evenings and weekends?”
  • Similarly, it makes it damned difficult to keep acting.  If I can’t alter my work availability, how can I comply with a full rehearsal calendar?  Better to have set hours I can give to the SM beforehand as “conflicts” at the audition.

I just cannot justify staying in a line of work I have absolutely zero passion for.  I’ve nothing against working in customer service.  It’s very natural for me to want to make other people happy, or to do something nice for someone else.  I can’t do that in retail.  There’s too much red tape with all the rules passed down from corporate (what a nasty word, right on par with the other “C word”), and the pressure to do everything fast, faster, fastest.

So tomorrow morning, I quit Michaels.  I’ll miss the people, they’re all quite nice.  But even a month of poverty & job hunting will feel better than dragging myself through those doors again.

1 year ago
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And a little bit gay.

And a little bit gay.

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1 year ago
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therealgingerjedi

Y’all know who’s cool? Jennifer Spradley. I haven’t seen her in, I’m pretty sure, over 2 years, but she is a constant presence on mah tumblr feed. And she was one of the COOLEST people I ever met at Shorter. Before I’d even really done anything, Jen2, D’orontè, and Danny were unbelievably welcoming & warm. And I was a nobody freshman, I mean, not even an official theatre major yet! But they were, in my eyes, so cool. And so above the bullshit the rest of the department loved. How I wish I had had a J-Sprad around during my junior year.

So to you, Ginger Jedi, I raise my glass (it’s definitely not my first glass, but I’m also not counting). You were the pinnacle of cool then, at a mere 19 years of age, and even now at 22 you seem hard to beat. :)


ETA: I dunno who “Jenn2” is, but the typo shall remain. Deal widdit.

1 year ago
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Ah, my future. …yes, this weekend is my future.

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1 year ago
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Broadway box office surges pre-Tonys

Broadway box office surges pre-Tonys http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-22349746

I get so giddy this time of year. It’s like a weird early Christmas for me. :)

1 year ago
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confessionsofanarmywife:

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suchagoldensnitch:

wherethefalloutlies:

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michaeldimotta:

An illustration I did for Instinct Magazine on unfair Adoption cases.

This should have thousands of notes. 

^Seriously though.

84,908 and counting.

I reblog this every time it comes up on my dash. Such a powerful message.

Me too. Breaks my heart every time I see it.

This.

confessionsofanarmywife:

gamermatty936:

suchagoldensnitch:

wherethefalloutlies:

paperbackmountain:

michaeldimotta:

An illustration I did for Instinct Magazine on unfair Adoption cases.

This should have thousands of notes. 

^Seriously though.

84,908 and counting.

I reblog this every time it comes up on my dash. Such a powerful message.

Me too. Breaks my heart every time I see it.

This.

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1 year ago
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