Friday, February 27, 2009
Okay, so I didn't take this picture, but it's pretty much what my living room looks like right now.
Monday, Monday, Monday. We've hired Mambo Movers to take all of our shit to our new apartment.
Our new apartment. It's gorgeous. It's located on Warnock Street, which is a little side street off of Christian Street between 10th and 11th.
Central air, a great landlord, a deck, a huge kitchen... I just can't wait.
Until then I'm in packing purgatory. Stressed beyond imagination, but I know it will be over soon. And then we will be in our nice new apartment.
Just a few more days. Just a few more days.
I need a beer...
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Well, thanks to the genius of our set designer, Robert Kramer (he also designed the amazing set for 2007's production of The Dishwashers) and the astute eye of our director, Tom Reing, it was an easily obtainable feat.
First the boat:
Rigged from the "grid" (such as it is in Studio 3...) and controlled by moveable hemp lines on pulleys, the boat easily transitions from calm rowboat scenes to dinner scenes to fast-paced racing scenes.
Speaking of those fast-paced racing scenes:
Our Technical Director, Andrew Thompson, did an amazing job with all of the rigging. Here he shows Kevin a boat move:
The boat also doubles (when turned over) as a dining room table! Here Ellen Tobie serves some yams to Paul Nolan:
Ellen and Nick, as mother and son, have a moment:
Kevin has perfected his angsty look:
Row, boys, row!
And me, in my tech stage manager mode:
The show's lighting was designed by Dom Chacon and the sound designed by Mark Valenzuela.
Don't miss this wonderful piece. This is one of those rare shows in my experience that has been amazing on all levels-- the cast is not only super-talented but also very sweet, the rehearsal process was wonderful, tech was smooth and now we're looking forward to a great run.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
But for now, please to enjoy something that made me laugh out loud today:
Monday, February 16, 2009
We're in a holding pattern here in the May-Holloway household... things are changing pretty rapidly, but nothing's cemented yet. It's frustrating.
I'm sorry to be so cryptic, but things are really up in the air right now. We should know more by the end of the week.
I'll just say that I desperately, desperately need to get out of this neighborhood. Please keep your fingers crossed for us.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Wow. Did this guy realize (as he was being beaten and stoned by the Emperor Claudius II and finally, when that didn't do him in, beheaded) that a hugely commercial, arguably crass American holiday would spring up around his name?
I'm guessing probably not.
Now don't get me wrong, I'm not one of the militant anti-Valentine's Day people. I think it's nice to have a special day assigned to tell your someone that you love and appreciate them.
But the relentless jewelry ads, cheaply wrapped chocolates and generic red-and-pink themed stuffed animals are a little annoying after a while.
Deb and I continued our tradition of trying to pick out the most god-awful, tacky cards for each other. We did not continue our tradition of going out to eat, because we're super-duper poor.
But we have each other, a goofy pooch, a bitchy cat and a lot of people who love us. So no matter what life throws our way, we're going to keep on truckin' through.
Maybe St. Valentine would approve after all. I hope that you took some time today to show someone that you love them.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Besides, I couldn't take the pressure of all of my long-distance friends harassing me about it.
So here you go:
I was quite adamant that I did not want a diamond. We can't afford it, and I want to avoid any stones that may be from conflict-laden areas of the world.
This is a blue topaz, which is the official gemstone of the state of Texas, and also chosen by Deb because it matches my eyes.
She picked it out all by herself. Didn't she do a good job finding something truly original and very personal? She's the bestest.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
This was one set I will miss-- it was totally immersive and absolutely gorgeous.
Mr. Lincoln, the centerpiece of our show:
Look at this room. Incredible, right? The audience was literally a part of the action. They really loved sitting on the period furniture, and the fact that we left the lights up for the whole show was a new experience for most audience members.
Melissa and the Little Giant:
Greta, Melissa and I pose with John Wilkes Booth:
Greta Bradbury, future stage manager:
Bill had been growing his Whitman beard for over a year, and declared that he was getting rid of it as soon as the show closed. He made good on his word!
Before (unhappy Bill):
And whatever you do, don't miss our next show, Honor and the River. It's an amazing play with a stellar cast. And the set is going to be pretty awesome for this one, too.
One show closed, another opens soon... the theater wheel just keeps on turning.
And on a totally unrelated note, Deb and I may be moving. Like, soon. Things are getting really bad here on 2 Street and it's time for us to get out. Keep your fingers crossed that everything goes well. We think we've found a great place... more on this really soon.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
But we've managed to squeeze in a little fun, here and there...
Starting on Monday night, which was officially the Walnut Street Theatre's 200th Anniversary. Can you believe that? It's just amazing to work at a place with so much history.
After a WONDERFUL performance highlighting most of the musicals that Bernard has produced over the past 30 years, the staff of the theater celebrated with actors from many many past productions. It was an incredible evening-- truly a family reunion. It was so lovely to see everyone all dressed up.
The Besties, looking damn fine (l-r: Melanie, Amanda, me, AJ, Deb):
Yay! We're engaged!!!!
Curt Dale Clark, that gorgeous hunk of a man, getting squeezed by me and Amanda:
Me and Melanie took the party to Coco's afterwards, naturally:
Doesn't Amanda look gorgeous and effortlessly cool, as usual?
Later in the evening, things got silly:
We had a really big snowstorm this week-- it dumped almost 3 feet on us during the course of the day. Now, as a Central New York girl, I scoff at a mere 3 feet of snow, but this is a lot for Philadelphia. Naturally the next day everything was a grey, slushy mess (because the city of Philadelphia apparently doesn't believe in plowing) but for a few hours that night, we enjoyed the pristine white blanket over our messy city.
Hyde was so excited, he kept bounding around in the snow banks and generally being impossibly cute:
Our street, looking pretty for once:
My garden took on a new look:
Even the Christmas lights looked cool and winter-y:
Yay for snow and someone to cuddle with!
Friday, February 6, 2009
BUT, for those of you who haven't heard... drumroll please...
Deb and I are getting married.
Yes! It's true! I'm over the moon. It "officially" happened on Monday-- I picked her up from the airport, and right there, in the middle of all of the traffic and noise, she kissed me hello and put a ring on my finger.
Now before you ask, I have no more details. We don't know when, or where, or how (especially how... I don't know how we're going to afford this...) but it's going to happen. Soon, or relatively so.
Right now all I have is a ring and a promise and a lot of joy in my heart.
And I know it's not legal yet, but the fact that Deb and I are going to make a lifelong commitment to each other in front of our friends and (hopefully) our families is enough for me right now.
Right now. Someday the world will recognize our commitment and dedication. Someday.
"Fidelity": Don't Divorce... from Courage Campaign on Vimeo.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
For me, home is the small town of Homer in Central New York, and the city of Philadelphia.
To that end, two things have recently given me some hometown pride.
First, this SNL Weekend Update Commentary (he even mentions Ithaca!! And it's so funny 'cause it's so true!!! Plus he even takes a few shots at New Jersey!!):
And this article in the Philadelphia Inquirer about the Walnut Street Theatre. Click here for the link.
I think both of my homes are pretty darn awesome. Squirrel hunting and mouth breathing jokes included.