All 4 One...

The show is going so well...but there is so much to do.  We've been rehearsing roughly 4 nights per week.  Last Monday night, I had a "first" experience.  In addition to the songs associated with my lead-role, I (and all the principals) was asked to learn and practice the chorus numbers.  Everyone then went into a recording studio and laid down the tracks to play.  This way, the chorus gets the benefit of the leads helping to fill out the sound, AND the theatre company doesn't have to incur the costs of mic-ing everyone.  I and the rest of the leads will still sing live.  It was a great experience to be in a recording studio and the background CDs sound great.

We're at the point now where the cast is exploring the nuances of their characters and the show is really starting to fill out. 

If you're in NY and so inclined:


I'm just an old-fashioned girl...

So on Sat., myself, E!, C&P, Captain Fantasticus (new friend who shall be blogged about later) and Random Guest 1, met at the premiere str8 bar in the Hudson Valley to say goodbye to one of my closest friends, May and his wife Jolly.  May and I met...damn....had to be more than 5 years ago.  I flirted with him at a coop event for my company.    We would then run into one another a few years later at one of my shows. 

He turned out to be str8, and we turned out to have a wonderful friendship with an amazing amount of things not in common...LOL...We had a lot in common...but it was our things that weren't in common, I enjoyed the most and gave us the most to talk about and share.  We were both single at the same time, so we afforded one another a lot of companionship.  That friendship has continued on, through moves and marriage and now, his wife just got a job in DC, so that's where they headed. 

I wish them well, and I'm putting on a brave face about the whole thing...but the fact of the matter is, I just don't do well with relationships of any distance (that started out physically close).  As much as technology is fun and enables the sharing of info...it's not the same.  Most of my relationships that begin as "real-world" ones, don't last when the majority of time is spent online. 

We won't have our weekly coffees, or our random lunches, or bumping into one another.  And then, I'll just get replaced.  Now, many of you may say that's silly.  "You can't be replaced."  "You'll always mean the same to him." 

I was just reading C's (of C&P) blog for this morning.  In it he shared that his worst fear is being alone.  My worst fear is being replaced.  Fears don't have to make sense and they don't have to be rational...so that's mine.    The funny thing is that I know May has a similar fear...and even watched him go through something similar...so maybe it won't happen.  But in this world of passive friendships based on Facebook and Twitter...well...let's just say...we'll see. 

Passive and Active and all in between...

So I mention passive friendships above.  These are friendships that are maintained solely through things like Facebook & Twitter.  It allows people to feel a connection to one another without putting in any effort.  In days past, you had to call people or even send an email to find out what's going on...you needed to have an interaction.  These days, communication is one way, waiting to be digested.  Is that a friendship?

I look at blogs as that space in between...I'm putting my thoughts, ideas, stories down...you have to digest it, and comment...and then you share something similar and I do the same.  The interaction isn't exactly the same as an active friendship...but the difference is that on Facebook & Twitter, the information here is substantive.  In those other mediums, it's a line...or a status...It feels somehow lacking to me.  It's why I just can't seem to spend too much time in either of those mediums...and prefer to just put more thought into my blog. 

Funny enough, May and I have talked about the ad nauseum.  I'm an extrovert by nature...which in strictest definition means that I get my energy from groups of people (I love parties full of strangers...it's my drug)...Facebook & Twitter can't provide me that energy...and so I have a harder time getting any value out of them. 

OK - I have more thoughts...but for now - I have to go run a meeting.

Laterz...

Sometimes, I'm impressed by so little!

My home office over-looks my front yard and the road.  Tuesday morning is garbage day.  The truck for lawn debris just came by and picked up my my bush trimmings which were in a garbage can.  Not only did he take the empty can and put it upside down on the lawn (where it wouldn't fill with water...it's raining and wouldn't blow away or into the street), he picked up the garbage can from the regular garbage, that the previous collector had just tossed on it's side practically in the road.

What does this tell me?

It tells me he cares; that even if he doesn't like his job (he may, I don't know), he wants to do it well.  This makes me think of the administrative people in my college, whom so often I wanted to say, "I'm sorry you don't like your job, but could you do it please and not make me suffer." (either with your bad attitude or incompetence). 

I've actually often thought about what I could do nice for my garbage men...I really appreciate them!

Laterz...