The Assemblage of Bits and Pieces
There is simply not enough time finish everything that needs finishing before Thursday. I finished finals strong, all work completed, all tests taken, hopefully all good grades. At this point though, I’ll be completely honest I could care less. The weather has been fine, fine, fine here for days. We had a small birthday celebration for Tom and Katrina here on Friday night. It was a lovely evening of Sushi and Sake, Conversation and Consumption. Adrienne, Tom and I went to Pink for a quick late night boogie, just to see what was going on. Charles Spencer, of Loveslap renown, was in the booth and laying down some simply wonderful beats.
Saturday Katrina invited me to go see a good friend of hers in a new play by Sharon Shipley called, “Starcrossed” which is a brilliantly written speculative prologue to Shakespeare’s “Romeo and Juliet.” The premise of the show is a story that tells the tale of how and why the Montague and Capulet houses were such mortal enemies. It was fantastic. It was really made more enjoyable by the intimate setting; crammed, as we were, into this little black box theater on the sixth floor of a building shared with Ruby Skye, downtown. The cast of nine played fluidly together, the dialogue was both well written and well delivered. The set and costumes were bold choices that added to the energy of the piece. As this piece has had a bloom of press and requests for scripts are coming in from all over, including the London National Theater, look for it on a stage near you.
So I had good weekend, really. Underneath all the fun was the itchy knowledge that I had really only just begun to prepare for the next two months. I should have this down to a science by now, and really, I suppose, I do. It’s just that it seems hasty. I can’t wait to go, but I ain’t ready to leave… rrrarrghhgh.
Look for more exciting episodes in this tale as the hours count down and I, for lack of focus and concentration, decide to sit and write instead of finish the 1001 slices of minutiae that must be completed before I fly.
Oh me.
Saturday Katrina invited me to go see a good friend of hers in a new play by Sharon Shipley called, “Starcrossed” which is a brilliantly written speculative prologue to Shakespeare’s “Romeo and Juliet.” The premise of the show is a story that tells the tale of how and why the Montague and Capulet houses were such mortal enemies. It was fantastic. It was really made more enjoyable by the intimate setting; crammed, as we were, into this little black box theater on the sixth floor of a building shared with Ruby Skye, downtown. The cast of nine played fluidly together, the dialogue was both well written and well delivered. The set and costumes were bold choices that added to the energy of the piece. As this piece has had a bloom of press and requests for scripts are coming in from all over, including the London National Theater, look for it on a stage near you.
So I had good weekend, really. Underneath all the fun was the itchy knowledge that I had really only just begun to prepare for the next two months. I should have this down to a science by now, and really, I suppose, I do. It’s just that it seems hasty. I can’t wait to go, but I ain’t ready to leave… rrrarrghhgh.
Look for more exciting episodes in this tale as the hours count down and I, for lack of focus and concentration, decide to sit and write instead of finish the 1001 slices of minutiae that must be completed before I fly.
Oh me.
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