Shit, I just realized I haven't updated in forever. This brief missive will have to suffice until I have more time to gather my thoughts...
I thought I was going to have some wind-down time after our last production was over -- boy, was I wrong. Not only has work been unrelenting (but thankfully contained to normal business hours), I've found myself tapped to direct a staged reading of a new play called "PornoZombies" for my theatre company's summer festival, and also designing all of the PR materials for said festival. Fun and cool stuff, but I was still hoping to have a little time to relax. Oh, well. Sleep when I'm dead and all that.
The thing that SUCKS: I had to work at a charity golf tournament Monday, hosted by the opera company I work for. Now, the work itself wasn't hard by any means (mostly sitting in a camp chair and making sure the teams didn't cheat) -- however, I got home to discover that I had acquired a nasty sunburn on my forearms. Total farmer tan. I hate golf.
I thought I was going to have some wind-down time after our last production was over -- boy, was I wrong. Not only has work been unrelenting (but thankfully contained to normal business hours), I've found myself tapped to direct a staged reading of a new play called "PornoZombies" for my theatre company's summer festival, and also designing all of the PR materials for said festival. Fun and cool stuff, but I was still hoping to have a little time to relax. Oh, well. Sleep when I'm dead and all that.
The thing that SUCKS: I had to work at a charity golf tournament Monday, hosted by the opera company I work for. Now, the work itself wasn't hard by any means (mostly sitting in a camp chair and making sure the teams didn't cheat) -- however, I got home to discover that I had acquired a nasty sunburn on my forearms. Total farmer tan. I hate golf.