malaysia's musings

Came home tonight from the show thinking I would just put my laundry (4 loads - I really need to do laundry more than once a month) away and pass out. Feeling kinda blah in general. And then I walked in and found a house full of gay men. Fan-fucking-tastic! There is nothing in this world that will cheer me up more than a room full of drunk gay men....well almost nothing.

And the prettiest gay man I have ever met in my life (my apologies to my other VERY handsome gay friends). His name is Michael (didn't catch the last name) and he's a drag queen in Richmond. He's given his sperm to two other lesbian couples to have babies, which just makes him....well just cool. He's so pretty I took a picture which I will post tomorrow.

A good show tonight. Standing ovation. 1 week left before I'm immersed in the tech world of Sleuth. Props, props, and more props. Or as Warner puts it gack, geegaws and goo-goos. By the way, if anyone has a microscope they can lend me let me know.

This is for all my friends from Webster. The muppets are finally getting their own stamps. I don't think it will improve my correspondence, but still.....very cool.

Two shows of killer angels today. Most amusing moment of the night? When Devon entered for the first time as Ewell (who carries a cane because he only has one leg) and tripped, dropping his cane. Then we got to watch him try to figure out how to bend over to pick up his cane with only "one" leg. Looked a little like a monkey trying to surf....a cute monkey....but a monkey.

Ah, the joy of live theatre.

Had a lovely dinner with sir Dahlke this evening. Will be very strange when he's not around for a month, but hopefully it will only make us appreciate him more when he gets back for Christmas.

Will spend tomorrow morning enjoying the brand new Michael's craft store that is opening about 5 minutes away from me and then back to Sleuth and another performance of killer.

God I love this part of my job. There is something that appeals to me about still running a show and starting rehearsals for the next one. We started rehearsals for Sleuth today. Got a great start on blocking. And to watch Warner really in his element....things don't get better.

After speaking with my sister yesterday I may have had a change of heart about family however. Not my sister, my extended family. There are some days when I'm so happy I live on the other side of the country.

A slow couple of days off. Which isn't always a bad thing. Talked to emily and made tentative plans to drive out and visit in November. She will be here on the 8th. Can't wait to see her again. Almost done with Piper's first poncho. Who I will figure out a way to see in February.

Back to the land of Killer Angels tomorrow.

This is me and my sis last spring when we went to Disney land. I've been thinking about family alot lately.

just a quote today:

Bravery is not the absence of fear, but rather the taking of action despite fear.

too deep in thought tonight to go more into it, but perhaps I will expand on this at a later date.

Fairly regular day yesterday. Though the first time in 3 days I didn't have a headache. I think those dosage things on the side of motrin are really just suggestions.

Good show last night. Though when Longstreet "drove" to his battlefield I had a pretty good chuckle. (We still love Larry anyway)

Went out to the Isle with some of the cast and had a wonderful conversation with Carl. Something struck me while I was talking to him though. When I lived in St. Louis I had this great group of gay and lesbian friends. My community was something I took for granted. When I got here I didn't really miss it because I had this amazing new family and really it doesn't matter who people sleep with. But I have to admit there is a level that Carl and I understand each other on, that I can't define. We talk about it sometimes and then burst into a chorus of "We are family". There are many things I will miss if I leave this place, but I am looking forward to the possibility of having that be part of my everyday life again.

Had photo call tonight. Photo call for this show was bound to be painful. 9 men playing, I believe the rumor was about 50ish different roles. The original list had 49 shots. I got the designers to cut it down to 39 and we still only got 35 shots done. God bless the patient men of this cast. At least it gave me time to write 7 pages in my actual journal.

I love the men in this cast. No matter what mood I walk in to the theatre with they always make me laugh and look forward to work every day. Even sitting here I laugh a little imagining Peter doing his Tofu dance (the vegetarian version of the Chicken dance - I think you have to see it to really understand) I have to agree with Larry on this one. The fact that going to this theatre is considered "going to work" still amazes me.

And I'm gonna take a second here to praise the actual theatre as well. I've worked in 5 or 6 different theatres now (still a baby compared to most), but Wayside is the first that has felt like a real home/family since the day I got here. I was supposed to be here for 1 season and 3 years later the reality that I will probably leave someday makes me want to go a little fetal. Even on bad days walking into that building reminds me of why I wanted to go into theatre to begin with. I can't imagine how the next job will possibly compare. The idea of following Warner Crocker around, and being his stage manager for life is very tempting.

It's a girl!!! My best friend from Webster, Constance, is 20 weeks pregnant. Her and her wife Heidi have been trying for so long to have a baby. Today after many weeks of waiting we finally got the confirmation of sex. So, to the left you will see pictures of Piper Delaney Cohen. I can already tell she has Connie's nose. I can't wait. So much knitting to be done!!!

okay, not all the walls. just two 8' stud walls. and on top of my girlfriend. who is now lying next to me a little more bruised than when I left her yesterday.

Evidently she was in the scene shop at her school and there were two stud walls leaning against a rolling ladder (let's let stupidity #1 go by for a moment). Some freshman moves the ladder without realizing it's holding something up and the walls fall on Abigail. She is now sporting a swollen lip, where she tried to bite thru, a couple of bruises on her shoulder, a knot on her head (where her head hit the ground - which she doesn't remember) and my favorite a big 'ole bruise/knot directly behind her left ear.

She has decided her family is cursed. Mom had to get 6 stitches when she fell in a parking lot, Dad rolled the family van down the driveway into the fence across the street, and her brother broke his nose in a minor car accident all within the last two weeks or so.

Jesus.

Surrounded by two of my favorite ladies, Miss Nat (aka saucy wench) and Miss Em (aka warm cookies)

okay, here goes. This is my attempt at some sort of journal that doesn't only include the moments of my life where I am pissed off or really upset. In other words I'd like to look back on some of what I write and not look like a total insane lunatic.

I can dream.

A little about me. I'm a stage manager working in Virginia. I grew up in Los Angeles, have lived in Hollywood, Fl and St. Louis, Mo (a place I'm still having problems not calling home even though it has been 3 years) I knit. I knit a lot. I can spend entire days doing nothing but knitting. For some people this sounds pathetic, for others it's the dream. I have more scarves and purses than friends right now.

I was inspired to do this by my friends Larry Dahlke and Warner Crocker. Both very interesting and faithful bloggers (so far). We'll see how long I keep this up.

Just so you know, malaysia is the nickname my father gave me as a child. And since I was a VERY bad daughter and forgot his birthday on the 18th I thought I'd name my blog in honor of him. (BAD BAD BAD DAUGHTER)