Thursday, September 21, 2006
My life: The revival
Oh friends, my life has improved 110% since I stopped working at night. I have reclaimed both my social life and all my dreams of fame and fortune. Allow me to explain. This week alone, I've done 2 things that still excite me greatly even days after the fact.
1. I've met (and as a result, become bff with) Celia Rivenbark (of "We're Just Like You, Only Prettier" fame). She may not yet be aware of it, but she is my cross-generational counter part. She'll learn soon enough though. Oh yes, she will learn.
2. I've auditioned for this year's Theater in the Park production of "A Christmas Carol." That's right. I'm back on stage! As some of you may recall (those who knew me in high school, of course), my last big performance was as Bertha, the "awkward girl" in the 1998 WCHS production of "Ducktails and Bobbysocks." Don't worry. Nobody else has ever heard of it either. You really didn't miss out on much, but if you can dig up a video tape of it, I'd REALLY love to see it. To be sure, we all would. Anywho, it was a very last-minute thing, this auditioning. I found out about it the night before, decided to go a few hours before it started, and didn't decide on a song to sing until a few minutes before my turn. I know you're on the edge of your seats waiting to hear what I chose, so I'll tell you. It took me back, to be quite honest, to the '98 Madrigal Singers at Sea Fantasty Cruise Extravaganza and Barf-fest (tropical storm...no biggie...stop the rocking...stop the rocking!). I flashed back to an 18-year-old me with a 17-year-old Susan McGrady sashaying across the sun deck to essentially musically accost young Dan (Dayuhn!) as Susan's mother looked on from the sky deck unbeknownst to us. You couldn't blame us really. The minute he walked in the joint, we could see he was a man of distinction. A real big spender. Good looking, so refined. Say, wouldn't you like to know what's going on in my mind? So let me get right to the point (BOM BOM!). I don't pop my cork for every guy I seeeeeeeeeeeee. HEY BIG SPENDER! Spend...a little time with me (hip, shimmy, shimmy, hip).
If I get into the show, you're all invited. Nay, IMPLORED to come. I'll let you know.
1. I've met (and as a result, become bff with) Celia Rivenbark (of "We're Just Like You, Only Prettier" fame). She may not yet be aware of it, but she is my cross-generational counter part. She'll learn soon enough though. Oh yes, she will learn.
2. I've auditioned for this year's Theater in the Park production of "A Christmas Carol." That's right. I'm back on stage! As some of you may recall (those who knew me in high school, of course), my last big performance was as Bertha, the "awkward girl" in the 1998 WCHS production of "Ducktails and Bobbysocks." Don't worry. Nobody else has ever heard of it either. You really didn't miss out on much, but if you can dig up a video tape of it, I'd REALLY love to see it. To be sure, we all would. Anywho, it was a very last-minute thing, this auditioning. I found out about it the night before, decided to go a few hours before it started, and didn't decide on a song to sing until a few minutes before my turn. I know you're on the edge of your seats waiting to hear what I chose, so I'll tell you. It took me back, to be quite honest, to the '98 Madrigal Singers at Sea Fantasty Cruise Extravaganza and Barf-fest (tropical storm...no biggie...stop the rocking...stop the rocking!). I flashed back to an 18-year-old me with a 17-year-old Susan McGrady sashaying across the sun deck to essentially musically accost young Dan (Dayuhn!) as Susan's mother looked on from the sky deck unbeknownst to us. You couldn't blame us really. The minute he walked in the joint, we could see he was a man of distinction. A real big spender. Good looking, so refined. Say, wouldn't you like to know what's going on in my mind? So let me get right to the point (BOM BOM!). I don't pop my cork for every guy I seeeeeeeeeeeee. HEY BIG SPENDER! Spend...a little time with me (hip, shimmy, shimmy, hip).
If I get into the show, you're all invited. Nay, IMPLORED to come. I'll let you know.
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so effing excited...count me in!!