Snippitts of Illusions

How Unnatural Democratic Worth is Primate Social Control

so here it is.
monday, West Side Story has closed.
i have Charlotte's Web this week, and then... well and then i've got nothing.
which is good, or perhaps bad, i don't know.
i know i've got alot of reading to do.
that'll be good.
need to work more.
(really i need to work less, and enjoy life more)

it's windy today, that's unusual. having grown up in Roosevelt Utah, i'm accustomed to the wind, don't like it, but i'm accustomed to it. Logan's nice in that way, typically not much wind.
sure in the morning and the evening the winds from the Canyons terrorize us with thier cool air and obnoxious determination, but that's not every day.
and is typically just a breeze.
today it's like it's trying to blow solemnly, and seriously.
Roosevelt was windy all the time.
perpetually windy, particularly during the months of April and May, and August and September.
Damned near every day really, though most days was an annoying breeze just strong enough to blow long hair into the eyes of the owner.

so today i have rehearsal this afternoon for Charlottes Web... final dress rehearsal maybe... whoo, i don't know if we're ready.
i don't know if i'm ready.
the kids weren't as of last week.
i miss being a kid, or at least not having the responsibilities of an adult.
i think we all feel that from time to time.
perhaps to make up for it, as i can't seem to shake this stupid responsibility that comes with being an adult, perhaps to make up for that fact.... i'll run through some sprinklers...
just maybe i will.

tonight rehearsal and a play read through (one of mine, hope it doesn't suck like i'm sure it's going to)
tomorrow, independent show of Lost in Yonkers... good ol' Niel Simon.
what a safe standby.

posted by F.G. Shaw @ 11:24 AM