i am thoroughly exhausted and tempted to dwell on everything that sucks and will continue to suck for the next 48 hours. my life is totally awesome and amazing, but sometimes i need a reminder. and a cup of hot chocolate
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I was once the master of the bed time story, reciting clever yarns to sleepy girls, complete with voices and all. Good times, I'd say. Good times. For some reason, whenever you're under the weather, I always think of Hot Chocolate.
:) i don't know if it works for everyone, but hot chocolate and stories make me feel so much better about just about anything. they're pretty incredible gifts to recieve - i can't think of a simple pleasure i enjoy more fully. :)
Last night, I went to a voice coach Baird Juckett knows. I've decided to sate my musical theatre jones by auditioning for The Players, but I need a piano tape to practice with / some pointers to make sure I'm not fooling myself and should hide away from humanity rather than subject them to my lack of talent.
Anyway, I go there thinking it's just going to be "oh, yeah, you're okay. Here's your tape."
I seem to have made quite an impression. He gave me a couple tips, but mostly he was all "you have a really good voice." He wished I was doing a flashier song. Then he was all trying to hook me up with Golden Apple and telling me I should go down to Venice and audition for Caberet and stuff, and I was all stupefied.
So, I'm probably still going to just do the lower-threat community theatre, but hello ego boost. :)
yay, jason! that's so exciting! i was wondering about that when you posted about singing songs from wicked some time ago. :) so when do auditions start? do you know what performances they have open spots for?
this is definitely a good story. i'm so happy for you! :)
I was on the Metro the other day and there were three folks sitting in a row. a middle-aged lady on the end was laughing at the old man's attempts to hit on the old lady in the middle
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My friend's grandfather tells lots of dirty jokes to little old ladies. I want to be an old person like that, except I'd tell them to the bagboys at the grocery store. Think they'd get me for harrassment? :)
I was in the bathroom at Panera, and there was this grandma who had taken her 2-3ish grandson into the restroom, but not into the stall with her. So as I'm finishing up I can see these little feet under the stall and hear him prattling in Spanish about whatever vastly important things little kid talk about. So I go to wash my hands, and Smallhispanicchild is playing like, teeny super-spy, trying to see if he can sneak out of the ladies' room without Grandma noticing. It was *adorable*
awww! yesterday a little girl told me that ice cream would cure my toothache. when i told her i wasn't so sure, she said, "you've clearly not eaten enough ice cream," with the most serious look on her face. i love it when little kids are unintentionally cute. :)
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thanks for the thought, sir. :)
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Anyway, I go there thinking it's just going to be "oh, yeah, you're okay. Here's your tape."
I seem to have made quite an impression. He gave me a couple tips, but mostly he was all "you have a really good voice." He wished I was doing a flashier song. Then he was all trying to hook me up with Golden Apple and telling me I should go down to Venice and audition for Caberet and stuff, and I was all stupefied.
So, I'm probably still going to just do the lower-threat community theatre, but hello ego boost. :)
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this is definitely a good story. i'm so happy for you! :)
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