Busy Busy

There's been a lag in updates again. Limer and I aren't doing a good job at this post a day thing.

My life has been taken over by Epic Proportions.

(That's not me being melodramatic, that's the name of my next show.)

It's fun, though. And funny. The cast is great; the director is entertaining. I'm having a good time.  It's a bittersweet way to end my time here in Pennsyltucky.  

I'll leave you with Epic inspiration. 

A Lesson

     There is a woman I work with. We'll call her Tabatha; not because her name is Tabatha, but because I think she looks like a Tabatha. This woman, Tabatha, is the Treasurer of the Board of Directors. Now, to give her the benefit, next to the President, the Treasurer does more work than anyone else on the Board. So  much so, that it ought to be a paid position rather than the volunteer position that it is. 

    Tabatha has been quoted as saying her job is to find the thing that is wrong and fix it. Regardless of whether or not there is  something that is actually wrong or it is her job to fix it.  This results in her minding a lot of other people's businesses and getting on a lot of people's nerves.

     This morning in the shower, I found a way to sum up her problem exactly: she doesn't know the line between the squeaky wheel and the boy who cried wolf.

   There is the old saying of how the squeaky wheel gets the grease.  Tabatha sees herself as the squeaky wheel - always pointing out the things that are wrong (or the things she perceives as being wrong) and demanding a solution.  

   Unfortunately, the rest of us are so tired of her constantly harping on things, we just ignore everything she says, be they valid points or not.  So no matter what imagined or actual problem arises that she feels the need to point out, we push it aside, assuming it's just another itch Tabatha has to scratch.

   Let this be a lesson to you, Dear Readers. Yes, the squeaky wheel does get the grease. But the wheel that constantly squeaks eventually gets replaced.

Passing

Rest in peace, Sarah Jane Smith.

To Gloria With Love

I've blogged about this show a couple of times.  It's the dance show I stage managed for Brio Dance Company last weekend.

I was backstage for the show, so I didn't get many pictures, but here are the few that I got.  Most of them are the gobos on the back cyc, because I'm a tech geek.  But they're pretty.

This was the cyc look for the opening scene. It took place in a small farmhouse in Italy. 

 

This was the gobo for the "Roaring 20s" in NYC.  If you look at the top of the picture, you can see the shadows of the lighting instruments on second electric.

This one is probably my favorite.  I don't remember exactly where it was used, but I like the stained glass look of it.

This was the final scene.  Merlee and Andy slow danced to 'Moonlight Serenade' in front of this.

Andy and Julia swing dancing.

Andy and Rebecca: USA enters WWII.

 

Lane and Jon: The Boys Come Home From War.

Merlee and Tracy: Welcoming Home the Troops.

Things I Don't Understand

The Cat will refuse to drink out of his water dish because there is a tiniest speck of dust in it.

Yet, he will drink the muddy water out of the plant pots on the balcony without hesitation.

For The Locals

If you're in the area this Sunday, head on over to the State Theatre and check out Brio Dance Company's spring show: To Gloria With Love.

 

“To Gloria with Love” is a montage of the years that cover the booming 1920s, the Great Depression, World War II, and the enduring heart of the American people that emerged out of one of the most tragic times in our history. It's a story based on my late grandfather's legacy, the story of a young Italian man whose family came over to America by way of Ellis Island and made their home here. His is one story among millions who not only lived through some of the most turbulent years that America and our world has endured but who have also fought for justice, hope, and freedom...the freedom that we now enjoy. It's a story that I hope will touch the hearts of those who have lived it and will change the hearts of those who haven't. For my grandfather and for many, many others, “To Gloria with Love” is an American treasure.”
-Lane Grosser, Founder and Artistic Director

(Yes, this is a plug for myself as well. I am stage managing.)  

Refashioned Shirt

*** Warning: Craft Post Ahead***

We got shirts for Derby. One blue, one black with the team name on the front and our derby names and numbers on the back (I am Ginan Toxxic, number 20.)

There was a mistake with my shirt. I only got black and it was ordered as an extra large instead of a medium (we won't say anything about certain people doing shirt orders while they're drunk.)

Tomorrow is "dress practice" because Scoop from State College Magazine will be there.  We're supposed to were our shirts. My shirt was pretty unwearable as it was.

So I spent part of my afternoon refashioning it into something cute, punky and wearable.

Start with the shirt:

Turn it inside out and cut off the sleeves, sides and bottom:

Then, using a whipstitch, sew up the sides.

Next, cut off the collar and the tops of the sleeves:

Then, make some drawstrings out of the scraps of the bottom and sides of the shirt.  Poke some holes (carefully using a very sharp knife) along the tops of the sleeves and the collar.  Turn the shirt rightside in and, using a safety pin as a needle, lace the drawstrings through the sleeves to close them together and along the collar (using whipstitch again) to make a decorative trim.

(Complete shirt, back)

(Complete shirt, front.)

Wear and enjoy!

Something I Found Interesting

That I'd like to share with you:

How To Steal Like An Artist