Random knick knacks

for Tech week the theatre is putting me up... tonight I am sleeping next to these creepy gnomes...

apparently when you are old and live in a place without street sweeping you need one of these;

That is all... now I sleep (if the gnomes don't come to life and eat me)

tech haiku

I'm In tech again
soon I shall be a human
but not soon enough

Still behind on the show but fortune smiles on me and allows me a little extra time to prepare tomorrow. When working on a show a very typical question is "so what are you doing after this?" To which I can now answer... "I'll be sleeping eight hours a night, walking to work, reading books and kayaking in the Pacific ocean with my best friend" Senioitis can be dangerous, must continue to concentrate this week.

brevity 5

Aside from a regrettably unproductive day it was also rather theatrically traumatic... sigh. Had to put down my still very very behind schedule show to tend to other clothing disasters.

Dead Stock

When a garment is left unsold and unworn it is called "dead stock" and remains intact in some mysterious land with tags attached until one day it surfaces from a warehouse or a vintage store... I purchased a pair of dead stock pants for my latest Shakespeare show... solid proof that Polyester is evil...
The same company responsible for Agent Orange, Round-up weed killer, and various other products of the future making the earth uninhabitable for humans helped to develop Polyester and in fact guaranteed it for a whole year...


One year seems rather unambitious for this Polyester. The archeologists of the far future are likely to be digging it up in a Poly-plastic-strata that will form to mark our epoch on this planet.

brevity #4

Still dreaming about work. If my marathon were a week I would be in the middle of Wednesday. If my marathon were a marathon I would be staring at my wall hitting me in the face. Must find positive things to concentrate on. Must push past wall...

dream stitcher...

I've been dreaming about sewing. I've been dreaming about making to do lists. Times when I'm not sewing or shopping are times when I have to think about sewing or shopping... I should also do the paperwork and invoicing that need to be done to make all of this insane schedule pay bills rather than make them all late. My social life is sewing with my dog. Movies I watch are background while I work. I suppose it's time to sleep again. I hope I dream about tropical islands or travel, flying, hell I'll even take that murderous clown that sometimes makes repeat appearances in my dreams, please please anything but sewing.

Brevity #3

Still drowning in work. Got caught in a classic car parade trying to get to work in my filthy Honda Civic, it was the worst possible annoyance of pollution, conspicuous consumption and tourists all making me excessively late to work. Got stuck in the gridlock trying to escape town. Trying to edge off of my tipping point.

Brevity #2

Another 14 hour work day.
I'd lose my head if it weren't attached.
Downtown looks eerie at 1am.

Brevity is the soul of wit?

Today I saw a beautiful journal in the book store. It was that perfect size, just smaller than a paperback and about as thick. Bound in a hot-pressed bristol cover and gold along the edges, it smelled of freshly pressed paper. "A line a day Journal; a five year memory book"... beautiful. It tempted me, and yet it was $16 and started in January... seems a bit wasteful. What is more is my resistance to twitter-think; I guess I'm torn. The short format can be beautiful. It can be haiku, it can be simplicity... but on the other hand there is the common usage of "going to the grocery store" "can't wait for that TV show that I love to come on" where it becomes difficult to distinguish between insight and inner dialogue. On the other hand it gives you little excuse to shirk on writing Something every day... I think I shall try it here-- for free nonetheless! So possibly not every day, I think that even when I don't manage to take photos that I want to share, I may try posting more often with quick posts.... they shall be tagged with "brevity" and will likely be three lines or less.

For today;

Feeling downtrodden after working through the night and still being hit in the face with disappointment in the morning; I mended my soul with a change of venue. A dinner at my favorite sushi restaurant helped. It's odd how stuffed shrimp and hamachi can make things feel a little better.