I've settled on not updating this regularly anymore, or expecting myself too.
Between my facebook profile and my twitter people that would like to may keep up with my activities.
occasionally I have may something I want to post here. But, for now, I'm removing it from my home tabs...and thus will not update it anymore for sometime.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Da Future
Someone told me they liked my blog today. i don't know if that was true, or they were just responding to my saying that I liked their blog, which is the truth.
At any rate, it helped push me to post again.
I started this blog when I started this job, and like the job, i was super enthusiastic about it when I started.
You can read my highs and lows on the road simply by going over the frequency of my blog posts.
Last week, we at long last, had a "site visit." After alot of back and forth phone calls, evaluations, and discussions they finally decided it was best to have someone come and give us some notes to help fill in our gaps. I know I havne't ocmpletely updated the blog world on this. That means its time for a run-on-sentence summary
For most of this tour casey and I have received some evaluations that while mostly positive about our final result, were critical of us in the sense that we did not have enough control over the kids during the rehearsal period. (I was hoping I could run-on longer.) Anyway, this sparked the home office to basically put us through an evaluation, tlaking to us about what we though our weaknesses were, but ocntinuing to compliment us on our strengths. Truth be told, this style of evaluation didn't make either of us feel better. There was in fact a rehearsal which I described to the office as feeling totally empty and spiritless because I didn't know how to do my job any more. The next week they had someone visit. Finally.
And the visit went really well...not only did we make better friends with a couple members of our home office, we were given some great notes that will help us close out this tour.
I am absolutely done with thi sjob. I have now lived a year on the road, doing the tour thing...and I know how I feel about it, I appreciate the expeirence and cherish the children (pretty sounding) but my life is ready for something else.
The visit actually did alot in the way of saying "ok, here's what you should do on this job whether you like it or not." Its what I need. Casey and I will be able to have some great weeks over the last 2 months of tour, and that's a good thing. The kids don't deserve to suffer bad shows because of us. I regret if a week or two has.
I forgot I was blogging.
That's probably enough, but I have some other updates and if I don't do them now...I never will. So, read on if you're bored or lonely.
The future is coming at us. We feel ready, but maybe we're not. We are definitely going to have a place in Indianapolis for hopefully only 3 months...6 months if we have to and I do not get selected for an apprenticeship at Steppenwolf Theatre.
I really want it, so badly. It would be perfect for me...but I'm sure the competition is incredibly stiff. If I don't hear anything by April for an interview, that means I'm out. I'll be very disapointed if I don't get it. What would be worse, not getting to interview at all, or getting interviewed and THEN not getting it.
Anyway, we'll be in Indianapolis. Casey and I have our first big test of our life in theatre this summer. I will be working at Shawnee again directing 2 shows and working on another while she stays in Indianapolis. 6 weeks. She hates it, and I do...but we know we have to and we'll continue to have to make descisions like this. This'll be the first so it'll be the hardest...but we'll conquer it. We always do.
After that, if I don't get the steppenwolf is a 4 month stint in Indianapolis while we both try to get jobs in Chicago, and do shows in Indianapolis.
That's the plan anyway.
Be lucky.
At any rate, it helped push me to post again.
I started this blog when I started this job, and like the job, i was super enthusiastic about it when I started.
You can read my highs and lows on the road simply by going over the frequency of my blog posts.
Last week, we at long last, had a "site visit." After alot of back and forth phone calls, evaluations, and discussions they finally decided it was best to have someone come and give us some notes to help fill in our gaps. I know I havne't ocmpletely updated the blog world on this. That means its time for a run-on-sentence summary
For most of this tour casey and I have received some evaluations that while mostly positive about our final result, were critical of us in the sense that we did not have enough control over the kids during the rehearsal period. (I was hoping I could run-on longer.) Anyway, this sparked the home office to basically put us through an evaluation, tlaking to us about what we though our weaknesses were, but ocntinuing to compliment us on our strengths. Truth be told, this style of evaluation didn't make either of us feel better. There was in fact a rehearsal which I described to the office as feeling totally empty and spiritless because I didn't know how to do my job any more. The next week they had someone visit. Finally.
And the visit went really well...not only did we make better friends with a couple members of our home office, we were given some great notes that will help us close out this tour.
I am absolutely done with thi sjob. I have now lived a year on the road, doing the tour thing...and I know how I feel about it, I appreciate the expeirence and cherish the children (pretty sounding) but my life is ready for something else.
The visit actually did alot in the way of saying "ok, here's what you should do on this job whether you like it or not." Its what I need. Casey and I will be able to have some great weeks over the last 2 months of tour, and that's a good thing. The kids don't deserve to suffer bad shows because of us. I regret if a week or two has.
I forgot I was blogging.
That's probably enough, but I have some other updates and if I don't do them now...I never will. So, read on if you're bored or lonely.
The future is coming at us. We feel ready, but maybe we're not. We are definitely going to have a place in Indianapolis for hopefully only 3 months...6 months if we have to and I do not get selected for an apprenticeship at Steppenwolf Theatre.
I really want it, so badly. It would be perfect for me...but I'm sure the competition is incredibly stiff. If I don't hear anything by April for an interview, that means I'm out. I'll be very disapointed if I don't get it. What would be worse, not getting to interview at all, or getting interviewed and THEN not getting it.
Anyway, we'll be in Indianapolis. Casey and I have our first big test of our life in theatre this summer. I will be working at Shawnee again directing 2 shows and working on another while she stays in Indianapolis. 6 weeks. She hates it, and I do...but we know we have to and we'll continue to have to make descisions like this. This'll be the first so it'll be the hardest...but we'll conquer it. We always do.
After that, if I don't get the steppenwolf is a 4 month stint in Indianapolis while we both try to get jobs in Chicago, and do shows in Indianapolis.
That's the plan anyway.
Be lucky.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
We'll conquer it.
Casey and I had a breakthrough argument last night.
Of all the fights we've ever had, never have they ended like this one.
I love her.
Of all the fights we've ever had, never have they ended like this one.
I love her.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Ring. The story.
It was a four year anniversary, and the night we first began dating we were watching a documentary about The Who: The Kids Are Alright.
We were under a blanket and I asked her to be my girlfriend.
On Monday, four years later, I put it on, got under the blanket and asked her to be my wife.
No we don't have one yet, this fall hopefully.
We were under a blanket and I asked her to be my girlfriend.
On Monday, four years later, I put it on, got under the blanket and asked her to be my wife.
No we don't have one yet, this fall hopefully.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
From now on.
I think all my posts are going to have this light tinge of me being very ready to close this chapter of my life. (the job)
I miss doing stuff with my friends.
I miss doing stuff with my friends.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
A new Blog Entry!
Some random tidbits:
I finally bought some of those little moleskin notebooks from Barnes and Noble that I've always wanted. I have no idea how I might use them, but I have them. Here's to writing little notes. To myself.
One of the things that made Hanover so sad for me was the weather. I honestly think that aside from Spring Term, it rained every single day of my Junior and Senior year. I realize it didn't, but it rained so often, that it sure does feel that way.
I say that to say this. I used to really enjoy the sound of it outside, along with some thunder and lightning. But, after Hanover, I thought I'd never miss it again. However, its been so long since I've felt a cool rain...only snow or sun in these parts, that today when the skies opened up a bit, I took a moment to enjoy it. That felt nice.
There is never really any romance on the road.
That last sentence means a lot of things.
Casey and I are going to San Francisco on Saturday. We are going to eat rice-a-roni. No, probably not. But we are going to ride a cable car. Maybe we'll go to a Ranger Joe taping, or catch a concert by "The Rippers." Should be fun.
The future looms. But I am not scared.
I have two (sort-of) jobs in the works. One is at a camp, and is during the summer. one is at a theatre, and is for a year, and could lead to full-time employment.
A good friend wrote a letter about me, in it he said I had "refined" my self-image. I'm glad he recognizes that.
I have a splinter in my finger, that has broken down, and begun fusing itself into my skin. I must dig it out...immediately. I'm halfway there.
I ordered it. I have ways of asking in the works. We'll do the damn thing this fall. I hope.
I finally bought some of those little moleskin notebooks from Barnes and Noble that I've always wanted. I have no idea how I might use them, but I have them. Here's to writing little notes. To myself.
One of the things that made Hanover so sad for me was the weather. I honestly think that aside from Spring Term, it rained every single day of my Junior and Senior year. I realize it didn't, but it rained so often, that it sure does feel that way.
I say that to say this. I used to really enjoy the sound of it outside, along with some thunder and lightning. But, after Hanover, I thought I'd never miss it again. However, its been so long since I've felt a cool rain...only snow or sun in these parts, that today when the skies opened up a bit, I took a moment to enjoy it. That felt nice.
There is never really any romance on the road.
That last sentence means a lot of things.
Casey and I are going to San Francisco on Saturday. We are going to eat rice-a-roni. No, probably not. But we are going to ride a cable car. Maybe we'll go to a Ranger Joe taping, or catch a concert by "The Rippers." Should be fun.
The future looms. But I am not scared.
I have two (sort-of) jobs in the works. One is at a camp, and is during the summer. one is at a theatre, and is for a year, and could lead to full-time employment.
A good friend wrote a letter about me, in it he said I had "refined" my self-image. I'm glad he recognizes that.
I have a splinter in my finger, that has broken down, and begun fusing itself into my skin. I must dig it out...immediately. I'm halfway there.
I ordered it. I have ways of asking in the works. We'll do the damn thing this fall. I hope.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Something Personal
So, lately I've been introspective.
The Obama-mania seems like its finally going to now settle down now that he's been sworn in as the President. And as I watched so many people getting so caught up in him, being so excited, happy, and hopeful about his rise to power, I couldn't help but sit and wonder why I am just not.
I mean, I supported him, I voted for him. I believe in him, but I don't feel what everyone else does.
Sometimes I pride myself on being really good at "keeping things in perspective." Other times, I wish I could get caught up in it, something, anything.
I'm also cynical about all of them. Were more people in Washington D.C. yesterday to celebrate the man they supported or only personally feel like "they were a part of history." I've read many facebook statuses supporting the latter. "I was a witness to history!" Whoop. Its selfish, isn't it? Isn't Obama representing so many other things for people to be happy about, than you spending a few hours down the street next to a person who's next to a person who's next to a person who might actually be able to see a person who's close enough to a person who can see Obama?
But then again, it makes me sad that my cynicism and oh-so-important perspective leave me out of that optimism and excitement.
I'm nervous about him. Mainly because there's never been a president with more expected of him. And never a president supported by so many unreasonable type people. I wish him luck, and I hope people don't crucify him when he doesn't do what he said he would as fast or as effectively as they've imagined it.
The Obama-mania seems like its finally going to now settle down now that he's been sworn in as the President. And as I watched so many people getting so caught up in him, being so excited, happy, and hopeful about his rise to power, I couldn't help but sit and wonder why I am just not.
I mean, I supported him, I voted for him. I believe in him, but I don't feel what everyone else does.
Sometimes I pride myself on being really good at "keeping things in perspective." Other times, I wish I could get caught up in it, something, anything.
I'm also cynical about all of them. Were more people in Washington D.C. yesterday to celebrate the man they supported or only personally feel like "they were a part of history." I've read many facebook statuses supporting the latter. "I was a witness to history!" Whoop. Its selfish, isn't it? Isn't Obama representing so many other things for people to be happy about, than you spending a few hours down the street next to a person who's next to a person who's next to a person who might actually be able to see a person who's close enough to a person who can see Obama?
But then again, it makes me sad that my cynicism and oh-so-important perspective leave me out of that optimism and excitement.
I'm nervous about him. Mainly because there's never been a president with more expected of him. And never a president supported by so many unreasonable type people. I wish him luck, and I hope people don't crucify him when he doesn't do what he said he would as fast or as effectively as they've imagined it.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Jake's Rules for Clubbing
1. Patience Prevails
2. Men - You are allowed to touch any body part you wish, as long as you don't use your hands.
3. Only scope from the scoping area.
4. Nobody likes a tall guy in a club.
This is an incomplete list.
2. Men - You are allowed to touch any body part you wish, as long as you don't use your hands.
3. Only scope from the scoping area.
4. Nobody likes a tall guy in a club.
This is an incomplete list.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
The Savages
I've been wanting to see this movie for a long long time, and happened to catch it on tv just as it was beginning.
I've never been this compelled this fast, and the scenes inside the nursing home already make me so uncomfortable, I can't imagine what's to come. I hate nursing homes. Hate hate hate them.
I've never been this compelled this fast, and the scenes inside the nursing home already make me so uncomfortable, I can't imagine what's to come. I hate nursing homes. Hate hate hate them.
Blog Entry Now
I have this big blog entry I wanna write. Subjects include the future, new year's type resolutions, and life on the job.
But I had a horrible migraine last night. I've never had a migraine before. Headaches, but not migraines. This was a migraine.
The migraine made me angry because we were eating at this awesome pizza place, and I could hardly taste my salami and linguica pizza. But I'[m fairly certain it was really good. i didn't even have the focus, strength, or energy to save the leftovers or finish my beer (i was hoping it would help.) I just wanted to get home so badly.
And today, my back hurts miserably. Apparently this tour may kill me. Let's see what breaks down next. Toes, I hope its not you.
I'm going to post that real blog later.
But I had a horrible migraine last night. I've never had a migraine before. Headaches, but not migraines. This was a migraine.
The migraine made me angry because we were eating at this awesome pizza place, and I could hardly taste my salami and linguica pizza. But I'[m fairly certain it was really good. i didn't even have the focus, strength, or energy to save the leftovers or finish my beer (i was hoping it would help.) I just wanted to get home so badly.
And today, my back hurts miserably. Apparently this tour may kill me. Let's see what breaks down next. Toes, I hope its not you.
I'm going to post that real blog later.
Monday, January 5, 2009
I wanted to post a blog....
tonight, but I'm too tired after a long day of traveling.
I woke up this morning in Petersburg, IN and I am now safely in Sacramento, CA.
Lots on my mind lately. Will post soon.
I woke up this morning in Petersburg, IN and I am now safely in Sacramento, CA.
Lots on my mind lately. Will post soon.
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