tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-182423922024-03-07T19:34:42.046-08:00Umm yeah... Working??Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger99125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-80211114528671140512013-03-01T22:03:00.001-08:002013-03-01T22:03:58.150-08:00Long time no writeSo yeah like four years... jesus... lots has changed and a lot has stayed just where it was. I think now for the first time in four years I feel forward momentum. Namely I think that comes from some high hopes about the possiblities grad school happening. <br />
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The biggest difference is that I'm not as lost anymore, or maybe that its I've become much more okay with being lost. I thought that, four years ago, that big setbacks and confusion were the abbartaion not the norm. Now I realise being sure of the path is the werid moment.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-52917054418323420322009-11-03T16:39:00.000-08:002009-11-03T16:41:43.364-08:00What next??Well I'm not sure if anyone is reading this anymore. Not that I blame them as I haven't posted since febuary and its now November. I really haven't been doing anything to remarkable. I'm working again, at a coffee shop, and trying to figure out the next move. I still have no clue what to do with myself. The only solid idea that has come to mind is to get my welding certifactes and make something resembling real money. But even this isn't the most exciting idea and I'm having a hard time lighting a fire under my ass to go and do it. So it seems I'll be on this path of indolence for a bit longer. Sorry this isn't more upbeat but I'm still pretty lost. I had no idea that what I did was such a huge part of me.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-85020709998573838032009-02-12T14:55:00.000-08:002009-02-12T15:20:45.290-08:00Brick Walls HurtSo my life hit another brick wall. I lost my job rather unexpectedly in January. Literally I had the worst work week ever and watched everything I touched blow up in my face. And I mean everything from a shopping basket to the company van. And my overextend tried, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">frustrated</span> boss decided that this on top of a lack luster season on my part, was grounds for firing. Never mind that I showed up on time ready to work and never pretended that I was anything but what I am he still decided to let me go before my contract was up. Luckily between severance pay and tax returns I'm gonna be able to make ends meet this month. Next is another story.<br /> Its intensely <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">frustrating</span> because for the first time in my life I felt like I had a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">stability</span> and finally some money. I know to most people what I made was paltry but to me I felt I was living to good life. I could pay my bills and afford to have fun. Going out was not the choice between socialization and food. I was finally getting a life outside of this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">business</span> and now I'm just floundering.<br /> The people I know in Atlanta have been really good to me but still they have there own worries and I'm just floating trying to make it work.<br /> And I'm wondering if this is what I even need to be doing. I'm okay at it and I've never felt that its my gift. In some ways I always feel like a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">charlatan</span> like I was faking it and waiting for my house of cards to fall down on me. So I'm <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">contemplating</span> getting out. At the same moment I've applied for some jobs in this world as its where I have a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">developed</span> skill set and right now trying to go in to anything at an entry level is not easy.<br /> I have decided to stay in Atlanta as long as I can. I have lease until the end of July I want to do all I can to honor that. But I'm not sure I can. Its crazy how everything can change with no warning at. I'm keeping myself together applying for everything I can and mending my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">metaphorical</span> bones.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-39216188420398412512008-12-28T15:39:00.000-08:002008-12-28T16:02:30.300-08:00Hustling for a livingHey all-<br />I'm not sure if any of y'all are still checking this but I felt like I mind as well give everyone an update. I'm still down in Atlanta and for the most part enjoying it. Becoming a local music junkie has been a fun exprience so far but now I need to buckle back down. I know my contract is up in April and I have to start job hunting to find something for the summer. I don't know if I have the contract for next season but I'm hoepful. But at the same moment I'm trying to be prepared for the just in case moment. Its been nice being able to pay bills etc. and I would like to be able to keep doing that. I'm hoping to find summer work in town but I know that it is extremly limited. I have toyed with the idea of just getting a regular job, but I'm addict to this bussness and I'm now gearing up to send out letters and resumes again. I just wonder when I will stop having to hustle for a living. Part of me just wants a year round job, year in year out but I know how bored I get with even 9 months in one place. <br /> I know that right now the reason I feel this way is mainly due to the fact I've hit my five month itch. I've found that I'm the most disasitfied with my life in any given place when I've been there for about 5 months. I know that once I get past this I'll be pretty happy again.<br /> Well that's all for now. I hope y'all are doing well where ever you are. Take care. More later.<br />ChrisUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-20788577668141557962008-08-03T10:08:00.000-07:002008-08-03T10:50:26.667-07:00So long time no post.Hi all-<br /> I just realized that its been forever since you all heard from me. My life has been a little crazy but it has finally settled down and I'm settling into my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">thrid</span> town this year. I now live in Atlanta and I find myself falling in love with the city and with the neighborhood I now live in. I'm working for the Alliance theatre and I'm still a little overwhelmed by the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">rescourcres</span> available to me. Its been an interesting first <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">couple</span> of weeks. My boss and I are learning how to communicate and that has proven to be a little frustrating. Mainly this is due to the fact that Kathleen ( my boss in Alaska) and I were able to figure this out really fast and that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Nik</span> (my boss in Utah) and I had worked together for a couple of summers and knew what the other wanted. So now with Robert, my new boss, I'm really being forced to listen and take a lot more notes. We're both working on this and I have faith we'll have a system figured out soon. He's a nice guy, I just need to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">patient</span> to not interrupt him when he's pausing. But still my co-workers in the props shop are pretty great and I get along well with most of the carpenters. All in all I like my job and I like being able to pay my bills.<br /> <br /> My apartment is in this neighborhood between two really great neighborhood, the Virgina Highlands and Little Five Points. For those of you who know Milwaukee, the Virgina Highlands are like a less <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">pretentious</span> version of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Wauwatosa</span> ( <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">shesh</span> I see why everyone just writes <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Tosa</span>) and Little Five Points is like the East Side between Brady Street and North Ave. And for those of you more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">familiar</span> with Chicago, Virginia Highlands is like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Evanston</span> and Little Five Points is like the area around Clark and Belmont. My place is within an easy walk to 7 restaurants, a Grocery Store, A coffee shop (where I'm writing this), 3 bars and some good shopping oh and a great <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">independent</span> Video rental place. So there enough stuff that I can walk to that my car ( sadly not Fred, she's a blue Neon and I think her name is Vivian) can sit happily on the street not costing me tons in gas money. All in all I like here and I think I'll be happy to call this place home.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-73971710903226029942008-05-12T21:28:00.000-07:002008-05-12T21:30:38.247-07:00leavingThis just sums it up better than I could. Its fits packing up a life.<br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><b>"If I Ever Leave This World Alive"</b><br /><br />If I ever leave this world alive<br />I'll thank for all the things you did in my life<br />If I ever leave this world alive<br />I'll come back down and sit beside your<br />feet tonight<br />Wherever I am you'll always be<br />More than just a memory<br />If I ever leave this world alive<br /><br />If I ever leave this world alive<br />I'll take on all the sadness<br />That I left behind<br />If I ever leave this world alive<br />The madness that you feel will soon subside<br />So in a word don't shed a tear<br />I'll be here when it all gets weird<br />If I ever leave this world alive<br /><br />So when in doubt just call my name<br />Just before you go insane<br />If I ever leave this world<br />Hey I may never leave this world<br />But if I ever leave this world alive<br /><br />She says I'm okay; I'm alright,<br />Though you have gone from my life<br />You said that it would,<br />Now everything should be all right<br /><br />She says I'm okay; I'm alright,<br />Though you have gone from my life<br />You said that it would,<br />Now everything should be all right<br />Yeah should be alright<br /><br /></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-67403407485167847252008-03-27T01:18:00.000-07:002008-03-27T01:34:55.076-07:00The Northern Lights or Why I'm in LoveThere is something soo indescribable about the Northern Lights. After watching them tonight I find that words fail me and that as I watched them I had no frame of reference to place them in. They were beautiful, unworldly, awe inspiring and amazing. And that fail to strach the surface. To truly begin to understand them, you have to see them. And I think that sums up this place. Now that the light has returned I have never been so greatful to be somewhere in the morning. Its a town that gentlely sucks you. One moment your an outsider and the next you know half the people on the street. And presents you with the weridest friendliest assortment of oddballs you've ever met. The utter lack of pretense is amazing. There is something to be said for a town where shit brown rain boots (xtra-tuffs) are considered acceptable with formal wear. Trust me you see it. Its a place where people are who they are and if you don't like it well then tough shit. And its a place that slowly changes you. It is a place that I will leave with a heavy heart, but I'll be back and it'll be like coming home.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-80550080374297011192008-03-11T18:44:00.000-07:002008-03-11T19:01:23.298-07:00Break... I was going to take a break?Well my life is topsy tuvry as always. Just when I thought a break was a good idea, I changed my mind. I'm going to Utah this summer, which will be good. As much as there are things that annoy me about that place at least I'm kept out of the adminstrative bullshit. I make props. That's it. I don't have to concerned about other things there. THey understand I'm contract labor and though I care about the place I'm not asked on how to solve problems that are quite frankly way over my head, or to help put in place plans for after I've left. Its understood that I will leave in August and maybe I'll come back and maybe I won't. And I appricate that. <br /><br />I'm also going to be sending out stuff for some upcoming jobs that I can't pass up. 2 of them are full time with benifits and one is 3/4 time but is at a University. All are for Artisans. I've never seen this many props jobs that are full time open up at once. Maybe, maybe next year I can finally start to realize my dream of making a nest at a regional theatre.<br /><br />But then of course to complicate my plans, I've decided I want to go to grad school. Since I want to major in props, there are really only 4 choices: University of Delaware, North Carolina School of the Arts, CalArts and the Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts. Hmmmmm... which one does Chris want to go to? The one that is of course the furthest from home and the most expensive, the Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts. I need to do more research into the program but it would allow me to live in London again. Plus I need to see if I can find the money. I'm not planning on this happening for several years if at all but it gives me something to strive for. I've been looking for that long term goal for awhile now, and this seems to fit in away that finding a steady job just doesn't. As always we'll see what happens.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-16379616950223758882008-02-21T01:51:00.000-08:002008-02-21T03:08:26.391-08:00Change of PaceThings are well things. Which means things are alturnatly euphoric and intensly frustrating. And I find myself asking if I should even be in this field. I'm okay at my job, but not exceptional, not great. I'm passable, okay. But not great. I'm not even sure if I'm good. And I keep moving and I'm becoming sick of it. I want to stay put. But I am also questioning if this is what I should be doing with my life and if it is not then it begs the question, what the hell I should be doing with my life. And it makes me ask what am I good at. And in the end I don't know. I don't think I'll be leaving theatre perminantly, but I do feel I need the break. At least now during all the chaos.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-32547977135678109142008-01-12T02:33:00.000-08:002008-01-12T02:57:04.375-08:00Vindictive Bitchness or how to get even with out even tryingSo today I found out one of my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">roommates</span> loathes me. How may you ask. The wonders of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Internet</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">My Space</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bulletins</span> to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">specific</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Obviously</span> he wants me to know but lacks the testicular fortitude to tell me. And at first it hurt. A lot. And then I got angry and then I laughed my ass off. Because the thing he apparently loathes is me. As a human being. My <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">attitude</span>, my way of dealing with world everything.<br /><br />Apparently he thinks the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">opposite</span> of like is dislike. Which in my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">experience</span> is not true. Apathy or <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">ambivalence</span> is the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">opposite</span> liking someone. Because you can't affect them at all. He handed me a whole shit ton of power with the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">knowledge</span> that I don't even need to be present to drive him nuts. And <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">honestly</span> save today I really don't think about him that much. Yes I would've liked to get to know him as we live together, but that is mainly because we live together. Not any other reason. But now, now I can get out all of the sheer <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">bitchiness</span> that I've spent this summer storing up. And the best part is I don't even have to try. I just have to be present and say good morning. And sit back and know it drives him up a fucking wall. And the best part is that he doesn't expect this. In fact he'll expect that I'll try harder now that I know he dislikes me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">intensely</span>. The funny part is that he thinks I'm sad and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">pathetic</span>. But really I find it sad and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">pathetic</span> that he blogged about the fact that I drive him nuts. Twice.<br /><br />If your <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">miserable</span> don't blame me sweetie. I'm not responsible for your misery. You are and guess what, me being here and myself does not take the onus off of you to change your situation. Unless you enjoy being miserable. Which if you do that might take some of the fun out of this. Yes the fact that we aren't chums would bother me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">occasionally</span> but not enough to write about it or dwell on it. Until now. Until you handed me a way to vent a few things with giving anyone else a reason to be pissed at me, or lifting a damn finger.<br /><br />And I'm just going to sit on the couch watching my presence drive him insane and laugh. Because I get to enjoy being bitchy with out a. having to put forth effort, and b. feeling <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">guilty</span>. Is this a little passive <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">aggressive</span>, you bet your sweet ass it is, but I learned at the masters knee this summer.<br /><br />So I get an outlet and he goes nuts. Which let's face it is what the vengeful bitch in me wants. And really I don't feel a strong <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">compulsion</span> to keep her in. Maybe on short lease otherwise his laundry may ended up in the creek behind our house. Under the ice.<br /><br />Yes I know this is an uglier side to me. But I refuse to change. And I'm not going to feel bad about sitting in my living room. So I might as well enjoy it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-46785204547722875512007-12-20T03:16:00.000-08:002007-12-20T03:56:01.984-08:00On the Floor at the Great Divide/ With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untiedI figured you all needed an I'm not dead post. Things are well here. We just opened our 2nd show last week so its slow right now. Its odd I hated the schdule at my last job, but I'm finding the pace here to be a little. The upside was that I got to leave Juneau for a short bit and exprince "real Alaska" in Haines. Which was something I was not quite prepared for. I thought Juneau was isolated and small, but it now feels like a bustling city. Don't get me wrong I enjoyed Haines, it was beautiful and the people I was visiting were awsome but I just realized I didn't really understand what small town meant. Parts of me liked it. There is a certian comfort in knowing almost everyone you see. Knowing where they fit in your life and where you fit in there. And there is a certian niceness in the civility that seemed to flow out of that. But I knew I was not going to be able to wrap my head around that place. I the moment I think I figured that out was when I was explaining where I grew up. I kept calling it the village cause that what Morton Grove is organized as. I kept saying how small it was. When I was asked the population I replied with out even thinking that it was 24,000. You should of seen the look I got. I then had to explain that compared to the towns around us that we were small. I still got an incredoulous look and explaination of how they could not imagine living somewhere so big. And after 2 days I could see how it would be odd to live somewhere where everyone didn't know everyone else. If anything this place is truly challenging my perspective of the way the world is.<br /><br />Other than its small size coulpled with isolation the increable thing about Haines is the location. If you've ever seen White Fang, welcome to where was shot. The moutiain shot up from the ground and were amazing. Unlike here they were all jagged peaks. I couldn't belive the scencery surrounding me. Covered in snow, evergreens bowing under the weight, moutains soaring and tree filled with eagles. It was interesting trip. A definate chance to examine the world around it and I percive it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-15185082760836306102007-11-03T12:00:00.000-07:002007-11-03T12:09:55.878-07:00Darkness and too much downtimeHi all-<br /> Greetings from the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Northwoods</span>. Things are going well here though life has <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">seattled</span> to point where I'm unused to it. I'm getting more than enough time off. That being said we haven't had a lot to do lately mainly cause we're just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">maintain</span>ing the current show. Now the designs are in and the director is getting here today and then its off to the races until December 12<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span> when it slows down again, until we have to get the next show started sometime late in December. I've been thoroughly enjoying my free time until this past week. Now I'm ready to work again. I came up here to work and though that's what spent my first 4 weeks doing but these last 3 have been just <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">pissy</span> shit. I've been paid and I can't complain too much, but I want to get cooking again. I know this show will have some fantastic portfolio pieces and some great learning opportunities. <br />The thing that's getting to me is the fact that at 6:00 its almost dark and by 7:00 its pitch outside. And it will slowly be getting darker earlier though with Daylight savings it will be very abrupt on Monday. Ah well. I'll get over it and through it and on with life. I hope all is well for everyone else. And I hope the dark isn't getting to you.<br />-ChrisUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-87903924901280213732007-10-13T18:37:00.001-07:002007-10-13T19:00:53.824-07:00Pictues ( Finally)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbC4MSsK5-6Uqtrl1tM3rHcB0Oc4A0yvuwUt82zLfguEeWSCkv8TKVlSXnZjaXChtUt1WbihcXfDbQbjlB8wiaV10I_ZwZLUZYHJv3mvMleQpohIA5te0WkrekfkFXNRH-wkUsRA/s1600-h/100_1620.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbC4MSsK5-6Uqtrl1tM3rHcB0Oc4A0yvuwUt82zLfguEeWSCkv8TKVlSXnZjaXChtUt1WbihcXfDbQbjlB8wiaV10I_ZwZLUZYHJv3mvMleQpohIA5te0WkrekfkFXNRH-wkUsRA/s320/100_1620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121006310354721698" border="0" /></a>Douglas Island where I work.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLB3iHRsoCJmDAk05wwRYxQ7A9AetWP0MxIDlwKeB_ogdeWoyeXN87066q5UjPA5eiOWzGortKKgIdl2ofo8tJjY6h_py9EJ7Fk4lJ-Y7tH728lPf_xRbQZlVNRsXGicqC6DHI1g/s1600-h/100_1626.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLB3iHRsoCJmDAk05wwRYxQ7A9AetWP0MxIDlwKeB_ogdeWoyeXN87066q5UjPA5eiOWzGortKKgIdl2ofo8tJjY6h_py9EJ7Fk4lJ-Y7tH728lPf_xRbQZlVNRsXGicqC6DHI1g/s320/100_1626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121005678994529170" border="0" /></a>My back yard.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDUNnmDuf7MfuslRvffR4jG-xvAqwfa5nFC1r8ZdC_rtYjY3pWyvuj6zFId4-d5QW3rA55K3nZdfWLmSW0qCSiWX4Yj-NShztG2idJnQYpbXvn8DK5htWJmaEDQFhnn_2yBUiwEQ/s1600-h/100_1606.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDUNnmDuf7MfuslRvffR4jG-xvAqwfa5nFC1r8ZdC_rtYjY3pWyvuj6zFId4-d5QW3rA55K3nZdfWLmSW0qCSiWX4Yj-NShztG2idJnQYpbXvn8DK5htWJmaEDQFhnn_2yBUiwEQ/s320/100_1606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121005369756883842" border="0" /></a>Downtown.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmAfKZ6j9oL62_IyCrUWS6ESzC3MOE1LucefqrssYGAccGOq0KX1psuZjAm3NCRgpKlc8w77Az9Mg6KB3OCR4RED9X2eANmq8g4R4r85omadk9vQBo9fjCg7a4uWEQaqGb8GnO4w/s1600-h/100_1619.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmAfKZ6j9oL62_IyCrUWS6ESzC3MOE1LucefqrssYGAccGOq0KX1psuZjAm3NCRgpKlc8w77Az9Mg6KB3OCR4RED9X2eANmq8g4R4r85omadk9vQBo9fjCg7a4uWEQaqGb8GnO4w/s320/100_1619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121005060519238514" border="0" /></a>Out Thane.<br /><br />So I promised pictures and I've been lacking in getting them out. So here they are.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-36885954902223669872007-09-19T23:10:00.000-07:002007-09-20T02:16:09.788-07:00AlaskaHi all-<br />I've made it here safe and sound. ANd its beaufitful. The housing is above the shop adn rehearsal hall and since its new its nice. I have my own room and shortly will get around to making it my own. I love the fact that the living room looks out on to two mountains and creek. Plus the shop is about the size of Point's with celings at about 25' or so which after 7'8" makes me happy. Things are a little crazy as we are in the middle of the biggest show of the season, but even with that, I was out of work by 8 and had time to get groceries and get a beer downtown with the cast and writers. So I like it though its stressful for a lot of my college's right now. But still I'm in a good mood, after all the people that work here actually have a chance to meet people that live here. So all is well.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-1174897494686950152007-08-31T15:30:00.000-07:002007-08-31T15:40:53.674-07:00FinI have to say its been a summer. I'm done with my job and I'm glad its over. Looking back on it it almost feels like an abusive realtionship. I was asked to hours well above and beyond what was safe and was basically torn down from the first show on. Plus it was a very passive agressive enivorment and I don't deal well with those. Where I'm from (meaning my family) a fight took 60 minutes. 20 to get good and pissed, 20 to scream at each other, and 20 to apolgize for being an ass and not seeing things from another point of view. I hate when things just fester under the surface and everyone pretends that things are fine. They aren't, but people were so unwilling to deal with them that they needed someone to take it out on and that was me. I wish I could say that last part was me being parnoid but when I have others pointing it out to me afarid that its not. So finally got out and I think I did it with some class. I finshed up Forum to the best of my ablites, helped out with the changeover and left with out a hail and farwell address from atop the run off table from the table saw. <br /><br />I'm now up in North Sea which is on the east end of Long Island and I'm just happy to be away from that place. I've spent the last two days doing laundry, repacking and reading. And its been heaven. Hopefully I'll get some fishing in today and get to take a ton of pictures tomrrow. If they turn out well I'll post them. Hope everyone is doing well.<br />ChrisUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-60116588804275608312007-08-17T11:04:00.000-07:002007-08-17T11:08:01.012-07:00ResigningWell I finally hit my breaking point. I resigned yesterday. I belive I'll be here until Forum opens but honsetly I'd much rather leave now. I realized yesterday that staying on here was stupid, I'm miserable, not able to sleep and not able to keep food in my system when I have enough of an appitite to eat it. So I realized that I needed to do this for me. I'm not sure if I shot myself in the foot in terms of a career in theatre, but if this is the cost to me then its too high. I can't continue to hold myself together when there is no engery left. So for those of you in the Midwest I'll be home for a little bit. Hope everyone elses summers are going much better.<br />ChrisUnknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-90553596590456887242007-06-17T10:17:00.000-07:002007-06-17T10:27:15.635-07:00Holy Shit ... JUNE??So not only is today my birthday, which has been going quite well, I got my contract from Alaska and I found out that 1. I have 4 days to get there from Jersey, and 2. I'm employed until June 15!! Holy shit, that makes me a far happier person. Though it will make finding work next summer all the more interesting as a lot of places start in May. Still makes me happy.<br /><br />Work wise things are fine. We've started Joseph and I think it should be good. The biggest changelle is going to be the goat that gets ripped apart. I start that this afternoon, wish me luck.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-44977732884993636322007-06-11T13:55:00.000-07:002007-06-11T13:59:22.846-07:00I'm not dead...yetWow, ten days latter almost no sleep and about 10 pounds lighter we're going into tech for Millie> Holy shit, its been awhile since I've done something like this. Millie is about 75 of the way there and now its just getting details done. Which will happen tonight. No addtional set pieces, or big surprise props. So I'm happy. I didn't repeat the same mistakes as last though I did run into some new ones, which got dealt with and life moved on. <br />Speaking of life I find myself completely lacking one but I'm oddly okay with that. Mainly becuase people here on the tech staff make a concerted effort to keep a good attitude about things. I'll post some pictures from the summer at some point. Just wanted to let you all know I wasn't dead, yet :).Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-77649584651095576312007-05-29T08:21:00.000-07:002007-05-29T08:36:49.538-07:00SalieriFor those of you who know Amadeus you know who this character is. And that's who I feel like. Some one who wants to be great but can only seem to achive medicority. Every time I turned around in the last few days something didn't work or got fucked up cause I was trying to rush. I haven't been this frustraited since I left Point. Summer stock theatre and I aren't friends. I overwork myself in the wrong way cause it seems to be the way to do things here. Not the wrong way for other people but for me since I need to stop when I first hit the point of diminshing returns and not keep plowing through and continuiously fucking up because I'm tired and feeling rushed. I can't do this to myself the next show. That being said everything is here but some needs tweaking. I need to find the balence between building and managing which I've totally negleted in order get things done. I'm fried it shows and I'm not happy even though most things are working. I managed to bulid a fucking bauble pole for fuck's sake. Its made of hula hoops jute rope and a big fucking stick and it looks like Mardi Gras vomited all over it. Which is how it should look. But I'm tired and tech starts soon. Wish me luck.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-22336037783551893832007-05-15T18:23:00.000-07:002007-05-15T18:32:27.961-07:00Summer Stock without a Shop (Temperaorly)So I made it and I'm settled and ready to work. But I'm spining my wheels in the mud. I'm stuck wanting to get a space where I can work as our shop is literaly almost done so once it is its balls to the walls time. I'm trying to work around it and so far I've gotten my lists done and gathered up as many items as possible and tryed to start on as many problems as possible. I'm gonna be really fucking tired at the end of the season.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-63165357964100088022007-05-09T21:04:00.000-07:002007-05-09T21:08:38.418-07:00JerseySo I made it. In one piece with what I consider a minmal amount of shit ( a suitcase, rubbermaid (big), a bike and two tool boxes. And it in many ways is good to be here. <br />I'm currently adjusting back to the idea of real summer stock after getting spoiled in Logan. I'm also adjusting to living in the most densely populated state in the country. That being said I wasn't expecting almost the entire island to be devoloped. And it honsetly scares me. I think I'll be heading to the mainland once a week to just see some trees and a field. I've grown very used to the idea of wide open spaces except in cities. So I'll be adjusting and maybe learning how to surf. The sore throat medicince is kicking in so I'll write more tomrrow.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-41688079157649881772007-04-20T09:59:00.000-07:002007-04-20T10:19:37.037-07:00Because Stevens Point wasn't north enough...I'm moving to Alaska in September. I mananged to land this season long internship with a theatre up there as Props Inten. So I'm going to be living in Juneau working for Perseverence Theatre. Not only am I excited about the location ( any city with more hiking trails than roads is a great place) but the fact that this theatre is doing vital interesting theatre in a small city (Juneau is 30,000 people with no road acess). Some of the shows that they have done in the last year include Tommy, an orginal work about the Raven in native mythogly and Equs. They've in last 7 years they have also done HEdwig and Angels in America Millennium Approachs. So I'm looking forward to doing a good mix of stuff as well as getting to know this place. <br /><br /> Now I know I'm gonna get questions like "Chris you realize its gonna be colder and darker than WI, right?" Well sort of, it will be darker but not 3o days of Artic darkeness, I'm well south of the Artic circle so the earlist the sun sets there is around 3:00 pm which is earlier enough, but it won't be weeks of total night. And for the cold issue, since Juneau is located between the ocean and the moutians, I get to live in cooler wetter version of Oregon. There winters are in the 30s and 40s with rain and occsional snow. When it was 20 below in Wisconsin it was round 38 above in Juneau, which really made me want to relocate then and there. Rain will be interesting to deal with as Juneau is in a temperate rain forest so it gets a lot, somewhere in 100 inches are year mark so I'll have to get used to being a little damp. But yeah I'm moving to Alaska. :) <br />Nothing like having the family spread from Deva Romania, to Juneau Alaska. :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-52514327733007471322007-04-14T23:25:00.000-07:002007-04-14T23:58:21.912-07:001984I dragged my Mom out to our local Irish Pub where we were both plesantly surprised to find live music. We laughed as we both realized that Celtic music was about the only music that we could actually clap to. <br /><br /> Thinking on it, at least for me, it was some of the first music that I had listened to. Thistle and Shamrock was one of the few radio programs that I remembered. And there was a tape my mother made of one program, a tape my brother was born to, and I tape that I lost in 6th grade. We sat and talked and remembered a song called The Ferrybank Piper, to which we only knew the chorus. "So here's to the Ferrybank Piper, May his sad song never die, May his gay tune rasie your weary heart until in your grave you lie." We lamented the loss and the fact that we didn't know the actual name of the song or the artist. <br /><br /> We then got to talking about a song that was about growing up on the Clyde during World War II. My Mom had the lyrics somewhere, but they were on a unlocatable scrap of paper, if it had survied the move from Chicago, was buried in her closet or the basement. And memories of the lost music began to dance through my head, half remembered melodies, snippets of lyrics telling someone's story. Its increadble how music can stay with you.<br /><br />So once we got home we started our hunt, horribly misspelling lyrics and song titles and trying to remember if this 30 second sample was the one that we had heard on that tape, or if it was another version of a much beloved song and we managed to find 6 of them, including The Ferrybank Piper,(which we misspelled as The Fairy Bank Piper) and Yonder Banks/Shipyard Appreintice.<br /><br />We found them mainly by dumb luck, persuing the craziest possible route to them. And listening to these songs I began to cry, not tears of sadness, but maybe tears of something, the kind you get when you find something you once thought forever lost, in a snowy parking lot in Glenview, IL. Maybe nothing is truly ever lost, maybe its just hiding in a different place, the place where you almost give up hope of ever finding it again, like a lost tape from 1984.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-22393545238223849242007-03-29T19:24:00.000-07:002007-03-29T19:29:03.736-07:00One Last HurdleI'm almost done with this show. 2 weeks of lousy sleep 3 nightmares and $240 bucks later the only thing that i have to worry about is how to get all this stuff to Lake Forest by Monday. And I belive I'm too young to rent a truck with out a shit ton of extra insurance. If I'm wrong please correct me.<br />I'm both looking forward to this Saturday and dreading it. it will be when I see if all my work pays off or i go to jail for invoultary manslaugher. It shouldn't be that bad. But we'll see.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18242392.post-72860173112222800442007-03-23T16:03:00.000-07:002007-03-23T18:39:17.760-07:00Queen Bitch!I won that title for one day. I won it by getting an antique store to lend me a Wardrobe for the run of the show. I finally feel like I'm gonna make it through this show. <br />For those of you who don't know, I'm working on a show which is set in a Victorian bedroom and I have a budget of $200. And I've spent a little over half of it and still have most of the Props taken care of. So That is why I'm Queen Bitch.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1