big update #1

I haven't written in about 2 months, I think, and that was just an excerpt from my bad partially written play.

Lets see, the big thing is I finally moved. It was a long haul, but it finally happened, and its pretty good, all things considered.

There is some work to be done, even now, some minor structural things, and a lot of cosmetic things, and some stuff we just want to do.

what do we have here, mostly some pictures of the front yard, my new lavender, my new roommates leg, my solar lights in my yard, and a new concrete path we are making.

a couple of pictures of my room (blue walls) and random neighborhood shots.

next up, another picture of my paint job, two pictures of bovine, on in the bathroom, an ice cream cone from the Neighborhood Local Ice Cream Shop! and Ginger, one of my roommates dogs.

its been forever,

I have write a blog post on my to-do list.

this doesn't count.

I have pictures!

Its going to be great.

hey look, some actual script

(LIGHTS COME UP IN THE COCKPIT OF A SMALL SPACE SHUTTLE, Crew is preparing the shuttle for departure from main ship.)

COMMUNICATION OFFICER

CAPTAIN

     Officer Melis Status report

NAV

I don't know captain, there is something interfering with the landing thrusters, if this weren't just a little asteroid, I would say we hit a gravity well, but I have never seen anything like this. I am trying to compensate!

GEOLOGIST

What is happening Captain?

CAPTAIN

Hold on, it looks like we are in for a rough landing. Didn't you say there was something strange about this asteroid?

GEOLOGIST

Well, the long range scans, did detect anomalous readings of what might be the theoretical dark matter geons but...

CAPTAIN

Do you know anything helpful?

GEOLOGIST

Umm... no.

COMPUTER

Attention! Teachable failure in 30 seconds

NAV

Captain! The ? Will fail in 30 seconds, attempting to compensate now.

(the ship lurches to the left.. Or the crew lurches to the right)

Helm is not responding!

COMM

Captain! There is an incoming signal from General Mills, he would like a status report.

CAPTAIN

Seriously!

(sigh)

Please inform the General of our status. That should have been an

(ship lurches to the right, um, crew to the left)

Beep! What is

COMPUTER

??? FAILURE. ATTENTION. LANDFALL IN 10 SECONDS. PLEASE PREPARE FOR CRASH LANDING.

NAV

Captain, we are coming in Hot.

CAPTAIN

This is impossible, how can this asteroid have enough gravity to ...

COMPUTER

Landfall in ... 1 second.

(black-out)

(lights come up on a disheveled ship and a disheveled crew accountant and doctor are unconscious. The lighting is emergency lighting, maybe there is smoke)

CAPTAIN

OK, report!

NAV

I'm Okay, Ma'am, ships messed up though

COMM

I'll be okay, ma'am

MARINE

The Miner Is fine. (helping Astrid Up) But the accountant is out. (checking pulses) and the doctor. That's helpful.

MINER

The Miner's name is Sideria, but I prefer Sidra.

MARINE

My name is Stella. Thats cool.

CAPTAIN

Nav. Run a computer diagnostic. Corporal, take... um, Sidra? And deploy the portable atmospheric unit.(Marine and Miner exit) Tymek, see if you can reach the general. I'm going to take the Geologist and see if you can get some answers about this crazy place. Fix the ship.

(Captain and Geologist exit)

COMM

What do the diagnostics say, what can I do to help?

NAV

I've got it covered. I'm not really sure there is anything you can do. Unless you can find the manual, that would be helpful.

COMM

I am actually a little familiar with ship mechanics, my mom was a ships mechanic, I'm pretty good with machines.

NAV

But, you aren't a mechanic are you? Maybe you can pick up some of this debris.

(black out)

christina is posting this elsewhere, so...

an excerpt from Space Puffs

CHARACTERS

SPACE CAPTAIN (KELLY Caspari)-    A brass self-confident young officer in her first command, cocky and rash, she feels she is born to command, and she feels this makes her irrestistable to the gentlemen. Quick to fisticuffs and equally fast to kissing.

SPACE COMMUNICATIONS OFFICER (Tymek Lesniak)(M)- A QUIETLY ASSURED COMMUNICATIONS OFFICER, QUICK WITH LANGUAGES AND CODES. HE IS VERY DEMURE IN HIS PERSON, THOUGH QUITE ATTRACTIVE, HE DOESN'T WANT PEOPLE TO ASSUME HE GOT AHEAD USING HIS SEX APPEAL.

SPACE NAVIGATOR (Phaedra Melis) - SMUG AND SELF IMPORTANT, SHE COMES FROM A MILITARY FAMILY AND DOES THINGS BY THE BOOK, AT ODDS WITH THE CAPTAIN.

SPACE MARINE (STELLA Schoenmann)- JOINED SPACE CORP TO EARN MONEY FOR COLLEGE, AWED BY THE WONDER OF THE SOLAR SYSTEM.

CIVILIAN GEOLOGIST (BENNETT Elias) - WITH MANY LETTERS AFTER HER NAME SHE IS A LITTLE POMPOUS, BUT KNOWLEDGEABLE AND THINKS QUICKLY ON HER FEET.

CIVILIAN ACCOUNTANT (Namzuu DelGrande) (M)-

 THE MINING COMPANY'S BEAN COUNTER, OFFICIOUS, AND A BIT OF A WHINER

CIVILIAN DOCTOR (Joeliyn McEnerney-Miltenberger OR

Karissa Holten-Lazid or

Deepanwita Doman-Gybs or

Toshiana Oldford-Farrugia)- WITH A DEGREE FROM A VERY SMALL AND SUSPECT COUNTRY, MOSTLY CAPABLE, PRONE TO DRINK?

CIVILIAN MINER (Sideria Dinkelspühl) - GRUFF AND SURLY, BUT READY TO ROLL UP HER SLEEVES AND GET THE JOB DONE.

GENERAL MILLS (V) - OFF SCREEN VOICE OF AUTHORITY, AND COMMANDS

ALIEN SHIP COMPUTER (V) - CONDESCENDING, AND SNARKY

we has wifi

I know LOLcat speak is ... dumb.

But I feel like celebrating the tiny victory.

A week ago, I was in the middle of a move. Now, I'm in the middle of a giant pile of unsorted shit. People who sat back and did nothing are criticising my method, saying "We should have organized everything better, and packed earlier" Really dude, you watched two people pack your room. People I contacted, and arranged to come and help you, twice. You never made any effort.  And then you didn't help direct anything here at the house when you got here!!! Argh! But to be fair, you had crazy britches here, being crazy. Oh and crazy britches, thanks for angrily shoving things back in the house I had already sorted, and putting a fuck ton of things back in the house, with out really because clearly most of what I own, craft, and the kitchen stuff, not exclusively mine either. I hope she doesn't read this, but I lost it today.

I thought we were all moving in at the same time, then I thought, Pat and I were moving in, and a month later she was moving in, so, there would be a place for her shit, and the craft shit, and all the general shit. But instead she has been crazy. In full on hard core panic mode every minute, refusing to listen to reason, or to calm down. The constant panicked plea on facebook, for thousands of people to help with the move, and it was fine. But today, I lost it, because Pat lost the charger cord to his Kindle, and he has been using mine (the plug adapter) but, I need it too, for my phone. I haven't found my adapters either, but I have been trying to do some organizing, I moved some stuff, but I don't really want to do everything myself. I know there is some stuff Pat can't do, and Cole is insane, but seriously. But then, Cole bought Pat and I flowers, you would think, oh, how sweet, but... no vases have been unpacked, Pat isn't going to get off his ass to find a vase, Cole isn't going to find a vase. Instead she is going to argue about everything with me,
"I have those long days at the Opera starting on Tuesday"
 "The Opera starts on Wednesday"
 "no its on Tuesday"
"you might be working on Tuesday, I know I am at the Key, but the Opera is on Wednesday"
 "I have it written down somewhere"

Okay

"I guess I'll put the glass in with the paper recycling"
"I think they go together"
"No, we will have to call and order a container"
"I don't think so, but ok"
"Oh, the recycling bin clearly has glass listed on it, guess I didn't see it"

Yeah.

Dear god, I can't wait until this has settled down.

Anyway.

More later.

typing while at work

At this very moment, I am working a corporate gig, for a software developer.

I am the head electrician, its not as highly knowledgeable as you might think, mostly each lecture room has two theatrical lighting instruments, each on a tripod, with a rheostat plugged into its dedicated power. Each room also has at least 4 microphones, a projector, various things to connect each computer etc, to the sound system and video, and a wide variety of these can interact and cause a hum, which can be picked up by the separate recording company. So, aside from the small variety of things that can go wrong with the actual lights, lamp burn outs, and being unplugged, but my real use is to be part of figuring out where the buzz/hum is coming from, it seems to so far never be just lighting's fault. But its ok, they pay me to do it.

What is cool, is I can work on my lap top for the next few days, maybe write a play or something. Get the Outreach stuff taken care of, maybe play a game?

and here is a little picture.

Been almost two weeks

So, its been a busy few weeks in Bunny land,

I am trying not to freak out, or more importantly, get irrationally angry, but, its no ones fault they all have to bother me at the same time

oh, that boy, well its not going to work out.

um, I saw a Play this last Tuesday, and called A Great Wilderness, and now that I think about playwriting all the time, I think about plays in a different way.  It seems pretentious, but there it is. I have always thought about plays in a different way from most theatre patrons, because I know how they are put together, and I know about beats, and acting moments, character arcs and, I know about intention. Theatre people believe our art can change the world, create great movements, etc. But... sometimes what we do is create work that allows the average liberal theatre goer to congratulate their goodness, and I think sometimes we forget who our actual audience is, and create work that... preaches to the choir. I am not sure what the intention of A Great Wilderness was, but I thought it was to make me question the morality of gay conversion camps. But... I've heard it was to make me feel compassion for the elderly gay conversion leader because his gay son killed himself and thats why they created the gentle conversion wilderness retreat.  I think it could have been improved if the two male leads had kissed at one point, because there was some tension, but I think its because I have worked with both male leads, and I would have found it an interesting twist.

Unfortunately for A Great Wilderness, I spent too much time thinking about if I could write a play about the 9 days I was in California for my poor sick daddy (hi Daddy!) and how I got to know my half sisters really for the first time in my life, which was awesome.

The other thing(s) going on this week is the move, and this job I am doing, and great mobilize daddy event.  It all began  Wednesday, the 15th? when knowing this big event was happening at the end of January, which pays very well, and I wanted to do it, I emailed Tonya (future landlord) to see what her timeline was,  I had several options, besides the big thing, and I was willing to be flexible to be able to move out of this damn place, but the answering email was evasive, so, when a show run at the big corporate event was available, I took it. Then I thought... maybe I was asking the wrong question, and I asked, when is the truck coming, and it turns out, she was going to make it out giving us a week (ish) to move in, Sort of.  I had a brief hallucination, that I could move at night while working 12 hour days, but I can't, I might be able to pack a little... Then once Cole and I talked, and Pat talked to our apartment manager, we decided to make an announcement on facebook saying we were moving the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd. Tonya then got a little miffy, because she had been busting her ass, to get out, so, I sort of understand, but seriously... every freaking step of this process has been pulling teeth, I was afraid this would happen, and I had always thought I would walk away if it got too complicated, but it was too late the second I said it was a good idea to Tonya and to Cole. Because it seemed the easiest.  Now she is bent out of shape because I can't drop everything to go get the lease notarized with her, what part of 8am to 8pm did she not understand, it only just came up today, when we have been trying to figure out a key handover for days, and whether Pat can come paint.  He can't. All this started the second I started working one of my jobs this week (Seattle Rep, Thursday) and on Friday, my Dad got released from the hospital, and a flurry of phone calls, and updates, and all that, and my dad was safely ensconced in his home, and I have done as much as I can. Of Course mid phone calls, my phone took a crap, So I had to make an emergency trip to the ATT store, where the super nice man fixed my phone, he also set me up with my union discount, 18% (but not on everything) and I could give the sisters the all clear on operation mobilized Dad. Today (Saturday) was mostly quiet, work was fun (big corporate event) two of my crew, awesome, one on my crew, annoying.  I was going to try and get over to Tonya's but Cole is working 8am to midnight, at a different location of the big corporate event. so, it was a no go, and after I told Tonya, thats when I found out about the notary business, but I just looked up mobile notaries, and they are like a thing.  Tomorrow, is another long, but easy day... I wonder how else my day could explode.