Wednesday was beautiful. Took the pup with me on all my dog walks. He was exhausted by the end of it all and could barely keep his eyes open when we got home. I love watching his battles with sleep.
That night Lauren and I went to see "Cardillac" a German opera! Terry was assistant stage managing the show and got us into the dress rehearsal for free.
This set actually looks nothing like the set of the show we saw, but I thought it looked pretty goddamn neat. That's not to say the set of the production we saw wasn't great. There were lots of huge set pieces that got pulled up and down into the fly space.
My favorite thing was that there were two scrims that made a v shape and they did all sorts of shadow work with them. That was probably one of the most visually awesome things about the production.
Opera is great, because it's so bizarre. The plot of this opera was not unlike an anime (the subtitles probably enhanced this feeling!). It was about a man who created amazing jewelery. The most beautiful jewelery in all the land. He sacrificed his relationship with his daughter for his work. Meanwhile his daughter was falling deeply in love with a random officer. Oh, and of course, anyone who bought his jewelery wound up brutally murdered. Crazy, eh?!
All the performers were unbelievably talented. As silly and over the top as the story was I couldn't help but be in awe of those performers. I will never be able to do anything like that and it's so heartening to watch people doing the thing that they specialize in.
The production was in the Cutler Majestic, the main stage of Emerson College. I never got to perform there because they mostly host musicals and operas.
At the end of the run the performers pulled the Stage Manager and my roommate (the Assistant Stage Manager) on stage to take a bow. My roommate sent me a text afterwards that said "It took five years, but I finally took a bow in the Cutler".
Goddamnit. Warmed my heart!
Last night it snowed. I was walking towards the train after work when Caleb (Joe's best friend from kindergarten) called me and invited me to join him on a pub crawl. I was feeling impulsive so I decided to meet up with them. When I arrived I was immediately handed a free Guinness. Not bad! It was nice to just talk to him for a little while. It turns out his friend's coworkers got invited on this random VIP pub crawl because they were regulars at some bar. Not a lot of people showed up so I had no problem sneaking aboard. I was very out of place, but I didn't mind. Sometimes it's nice to be out of my element.
The bus ride to the next pub was like being back in high school. They blasted some hip hop jams from the 90s. Including gems like "Peaches and Cream". Caleb and I invented a new dance movie "The Carousel". It's exactly what it sounds like.
After that I went home to my pup.
I've noticed that Maestro gives strangers a way to start conversations with me on the t.
Two of my favorite conversations recently are as follows:
1) A woman who stopped me and told about a series of mystery novels written by a woman and co-authored by her cat named Sneaky Pie Brown. The cat in the story has a noble corgi companion who evidently helps her solve these mysteries. I really think I ought to pick up one of these books:
At the end of our conversation she says "I have an Irish Setter, so we both of Celtic dogs!". Delightful!
2) A wonderful middle aged couple. They stopped to ask about Maestro because they, too, had a corgi and they adored the breed. We talked the entire train ride and they showed me a video of their dog named Gertie. They were looking to get another corgi so I told them about Luann, Maestro's breeder. They also had a cat named Maeybe (yes, after Arrested Development!) who used to get to near the oven and Gertie would herd her away to protect her. I love that. They really seemed like the nicest people.
Interactions like that make me love living in a city.
Near our apartment there is a horrible intersection with about five different streets all converging. We always expect to see some awful accident happen there, but we never have. Until today.
A cop car drove through the intersection with his sirens on and a car smashed into it. Whoops! We saw the whole thing. It didn't seem like anybody was hurt, but jesus, bad day for everyone involved.
Now I'm home and watching the roommates play Marvel vs. Capcom. A game I will NEVER be good at. Ha!
Tonight Scarlett and I are going to read Twelfth Night. She's my Olivia. I'm so fucking excited to do some Shakespeare with her. I really want to kick this part's ass. I want to get in shape so I can book it across the beach at top speed and still spit out some verse. I get to work with some of my favorite people in the entire world and I couldn't be more thankful for that. I kind of wish it were September now, but I know I have a lot of things to do before then.
Like go to California and road trip back. That's right. Joe, Maestro, and I are going to have epic summer roadtrip 2011! Adventures. We'll have them.
I've wanted to do a cross country road trip for so long. I miss traveling, and I can't believe I finally get to do it again.
Even though money is tight, and I'm struggling to get by, it's really refreshing to know things like this are still possible.
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