“I need to have two photos by Tuesday,” I announced. “One that clearly represents a passage of time, and one that illustrates a sense of place.”
“How about we go to the cemetery tomorrow,” Janaka replied. “Bam. Time, place. You’ll be all ‘That’s right. One picture. What. Next assignment.’”
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It took us a while to get around to it, but The Slutcracker cast party finally exploded on the Oberon dance floor last Thursday. Ammon DJ’d for us; there was improvisational pole dancing, a slutty award ceremony, pink panther/cop burlesque, and I finally got to wear that mustache I’ve had laying around forever (alas, unpictured).
Erik [...]
Cast-wise, the show was nearly twice as big this year, with twice as many performances. Sundays — days of both matinee and evening shows — got to be a little rough. On our last Sunday, between our second-to-last and last performance, I managed to get thoroughly wasted off a single free beer from the theatre [...]
All my life I’ve wanted a porch; but I’ll happily settle for a window I can crawl out of.
Secret office
For other visual reasons I love property and possessions, see also: my fancy pencil.
The giddiness began in the dressing rooms: tucked away in the aqua-lime basement of the Somerville Theatre, framed in a flicker of half-functioning makeup lights. We had paled our faces with white cream, painted heavy circles around our lids with black, green, purple and blue, and slicked our hair into tight, glossy ponytails. We wore [...]