Laid-Back Weekend October 12, 2004 ~ 1:56 pm
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In honor of what would have been John Lennon’s 64th birthday this past Saturday, I give you one of the Poseidon heads that decorates the fence around the Dakota, where John lived and was murdered.
Laid back weekend, kids. Finally. It’s what I needed.
Friday, our wonderful director for God’s Daughter let us out of rehearsal 45 minutes early so that we could go watch the debate. I didn’t take notes, so I will leave it at this: I was thoroughly amused at Dubya’s take on the Dred Scott case (and come on, the best case he could come up with to illustrate his point is 150 years old!) and the Constitution: “It says…well, it doesn’t say that!” He can’t answer questions about the mistakes he has made, which speaks volumes to me. If I make a mistake, I know that it’s best for all if I admit it up front, rather than letting it fester. It takes a big person to admit they made a mistake. Dubya is obviously a little tiny person, because he can’t admit that he’s made any.
Don’t get me wrong, John Kerry did his share of skirting issues (example: Charlie Gibson had to ask twice what each candidate would concretely do to lower the deficit, and neither of them really answered), but I felt that he did answer the questions better on the whole. Bush did better (I hate that I’m using this word twice in the same line, but I can’t think of another word) than I expected in the town hall format, but I do think Kerry was the winner. To be fair, I thought the last debate was more of a tie.
Saturday: Jordana and I went to brunch and then saw Cheek By Jowl’s production of Othello at BAM. Fan-fucking-tastic! J and I had to cut Othello down to an hour for a dramaturgy class project three years ago and have had an interest in it since. We keep saying we’re going to put our version in the Fringe Festival, but haven’t gotten around to it yet. Maybe this will give us the inspiration to take it off the shelf and look at it again. The only thing I didn’t really like were Othello’s fits, which seemed more like epilepsy in this production, instead of just a mind being led into insanity by Iago. But if you can see it, do so. You won’t be disappointed. Oh, but rent the headsets. Iago’s accent and voice unfortunately combine to make him unintelligible at times. I know the play very well, but for those who don’t, it might get confusing.
Saturday night, R&J. It ran long (1:50 with no intermission), but the actors were getting a chance to act on the stage, something they haven’t really had a chance to yet. They were making new discoveries all over the place, which was wonderful to see. Now they just need to tighten it, and I know they can. I see it again Sunday (the official opening) with Mom, and I’m really looking forward to it. We’ve got something great here, once we get the kinks worked out. Everyone has worked really hard, and it shows.
Sunday, God’s Daughter rehearsal, including a run-thru. This piece is in great shape, so I’m not worried at all that we go into tech on Saturday. Alex (director) again let us go early, so I went in search of comfy boots and work clothes, because I’ve gained a little bit of weight back and can’t fit into size 4’s this year. I’m not that upset, they were like a second skin last year - I just bought them because I could fit into them. I’m wearing stretch 6’s today, but would like to get some winter weight 8’s and some new tops so I don’t feel like my clothes are pulling on me. And a pair of boots that don’t have platforms from hell so I don’t sprain my ankle again!
Went home Sunday night, made myself a decent meal, and settled in for an evening of chick flicks. Yesterday was spent watching a Night Court marathon on A&E, and then Friends, Growing Up Gotti, a biography of Mary Kay Latourneau, and Crocodile Dundee. I was such a couch potato, but it was nice to just sit around the house all day and do nothing.
This morning, I woke up puking, but that went away at 11, so I took a shower and came into work. I think it was just excess acid from all the stress I’ve been under this past week. Rick also called it “puking up the blues” since I was a little down this weekend. Like you all wanted to know that.
Okay, back to work.
