What do you love?
I am currently ensconced in the Fancy Housesitting House, surrounded (somewhere) by three fluffy cats. Here’s another fortnight list, divided into sections…
* Shows I Saw: World’s End Burlesque, delightfully geeky (I love Sara Dipity and Al Lykya’s War act so hard; Whisper’s Dream was powerful as always, and Candy’s Death was adorable); Relentless! holy cats, what a show of amazing proportions and beautiful physicality, and, ugh, yes please more of everything; Julius Caesar: a lovely picnic with the excellent company of Emily, Jenny, Steven and Olivia, plus a top-notch cast of Seattle actors killing it onstage—all of whom were women. I loved most seeing so many talented women onstage at once, a sadly rare opportunity, because my god, when they’re all working together, instead of up against each other at auditions, they OWN IT. (Get on this, playwrights. Give us more plays to do this with); Attack of the Killer Murder… of Death! which is just about one of the funniest and best structured comedies with a huge nostalgia hit for me (and a good way to welcome the Schmee’s new space!); and finally, Balconies at Annex tonight, which was fun, and funny, and charmingly drenched in nerdiness (but for real, and it worked), and I enjoyed the hell out of.
* Shows I Worked On: The Cherry-Picked burlesque show— getting to bring out my flapper act (with improvements), and then sitting on the bench in the back with Billy (and then Penny, and Nichelle, and Titania, and) to watch some other truly gorgeous acts and scream our appreciation; Whedonesque rehearsal, which simultanously made me nervous and proud and excited and terrified and it’s gonna be so great; and finally, the first two rehearsals for Star Trek: the Sexed Generation, which is funny and campy and includes some truly fantastic space-dancing and a whole cast & crew of talent. Bluh. I am so lucky to be around so many talented people & then get to work with them…!
* &etc: a baby shower on Alki beach for Meghan, watching the waves, chatting to friends; a bridal shower for Kristen, with gifts and games and girl time; an interview with a YPP alum about their ongoing productions; making a video of maypole dancing at a bus stop dressed as pilgrims with Morgan (like we do); costuming with Erin, including making a muslin for the first time ever (and I call myself a costumer, pfft*) (*I do not actually call myself a costumer); fun tour groups and good chocolate; making Market friends; egg salad with herbs fresh from the garden; cheese; cider; those aforesaid fluffy cats, one of which is curled up on the bed I’m about to crawl into; two late evenings with the gentleman, amid all his tech rehearsals (I miss him lots right now), including giving him his birthday present of a ticket home to see family, with invaluable help from Roz, Scott, Phoebe, Samara, Mark, Matt, Andy, Rival, Gabriel, Sarah, & Keeter (you are all awesome).
What do you love?
The bride took her husband’s last name. The bride took her mother-in-law’s bracelet. The bride took six gold candlesticks from the reception hall. The bride took her sister’s dignity and her cousin’s eyes. The bride was last seen heading north.
The bride is keeping her last name but has forsaken all else. The bride no longer answers the phone after the sun goes down. The bride wears an eyepatch and stays indoors when it rains. The bride is giving away her earthly possessions on the front lawn of the wedding chapel every Sunday for the foreseeable future.
The bride is keeping her last name but has forgotten the rest of it. Started with an S, maybe. If found, please return to the bride.
The bride took everything, and now there’s nothing left for us.
The bride is keeping her name in a golden casket locked in a cave by the sea. The bride’s name is guarded by a beast with no eyes and three hearts. No man born in Christendom can find the cave; no man baptized in the name of Christ can defeat the beast; no man raised on free soil can open the casket. The man who finds her name will receive his heart’s desire.