Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Academic Bureucracy Strikes Again (and/or "Bad Times at LBCC - Everybody Start Panicking")

So, two of my favorite classes just got cut b/c of budget contraints. No more Theater Management or Stage Lighting. :-( Which means I need to find another 3 unit class to take. Should I go for the practical, and take a Microsoft Office class? Or something more fun and take Intro to Film?

I shouldn't despair too much: I'm still planning on crewing for the shows this semester, no matter what. So, I'll keep you updated on the ladder situation :-)

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Ladders (or lack of) and Sword-Wrist

So, yes, focusing a stage-light is not that complicated, but it does involve techie things like knobs and wrenches and knowing which way is left. Luckily, stage-light-pipes lower down to the stage, so no ladders were involved today. They will be next week, I'm told. Oh dear.

In other knews: rapiers are hard on the wrist. We practiced flourishes in Stage-Fighting yesterday for an hour. I'm sure I looked like D'Artagnan's incompetant little sister most of the time. Oh well. Here's to ET stage-fights and not knowing what your doing!!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

With a Shake of the Head

So, Random (African-American) Stranger walked up to me in the library:

RAAS: May I tell you something?

Me: Hmmm?

RAAS: You are so beautiful.

Me: [blank stare/dazed smile]

RAAS: Are you part black?

Me: [blanker stare/more dazed smile/shake of the head] I don't know.

RAAS: Do you know why I ask that?

Me: No.

RAAS: [Makes complimentary but innappropriate comment about certain "attributes" that I have that my "white sisters," er, lack] . . . If you have Jenny Craig's telephone number lying around you need to tear it up and throw it in the trash!!"

Then Random African-American Stranger disappears as quickly as he came [note: this guy had to have been in his thirties or forties, at least].

I'm not making this up.

I don't know whether to feel complimented or horrified . . .

Happy First Day of the Obamera!

The great thing about our new president: you can do so many interesting things with his last name. So many helpful vowels. No, I won't be writing any adoring sonnets any time soon.

So, yeah, woke up this morning all excited, but Santobama Claus hadn't come in the night: no hundred dollar bill under my pillow. So much for Change ;-P

Anyway, trying out blogspot for a little while (yet another refugee from Xangadom - oh well). We'll see how it works, and if I ever even show up with 15 theater-related credits at good ole' LBCC. Thursday we're getting up on ladders in Stage-Lighting class.

I'll be sure to tell you if I'm still alive afterward ;-P