The sun

I got some sun yesterday, which seems fitting, it being Easter and all, and Easter being associated with spring, and spring with the sun. So: Easter=sun. Only, me and the sun don't agree so much, so I spent the first part of the day out in the world, playing badmiton in the front yard, doing some Aikido stuff in the back, and the later part of the day wishing I could take back former. It's funny how the sun, for all its vitamin D goodness, can make you feel so tired. Zapped, is the word I'd use. It's the cancer rays I think. Though, to be fair, wasn't wearing any protection.

No.6

There is this story he tells and the way it comes across, the delivery of the thing, you're pretty sure it's true. He tells it with his head tilted just so, eyes squinted closed, like he's reaching for a memory and for some reason that hurts. He stutter-steps most of it, giving plenty of ... pregnant ... pause, and it isn't for effect. He just can't wrap his mouth around the words fast enough. Twelve minutes for a three-minute story and by the end you're pretty sure it's true. But you just don't care.

No. 5

"Define your life," she says.

"I do the crossword."

It was his resolution for the new year. He doesn't ever finish, but then, he only resolved to try. By Saturday it's too, too hard, and he just phones it in.

His favorite things: French-pressed coffee, the daily crossword and seven-minute naps.

Eh.

Just dipped my tie in my coffee cup. It was a nice tie too. Yves Saint Laurent, blue with light brown stripes and a nice YSL logo. The coffee was, "eh."

An update, if only for the sake of updating.

Ok.

So, the Rogue Festival is done. Four sold-out (or near sell-out) shows and one so-so show at a bigger venue that happened last minute that I don't really count for much other than fun, fun. We made some hard-core money (not that I was in it for the money) and were generally applauded for the work.

YAY!

Now, I haven't acted since high school, so this was a re-debut of sorts. I'd never planned on doing theater again, and probably wouldn't have if not for the Rogue and the context in which the project was presented to me. I don't have the urge to deal with auditions and directors and all that. It's just not my scene.

It was odd being back on stage. Not at all how I imagined it. It was actually quite comfortable, maybe even more so than when I was in high school. I don't know if it was the venue or the context or the cast I was working with (it was probably all of the above) but I never felt nervous during the whole run. Not even opening night.

Performing theater vs. performing music:

But I'm not sure I enjoy "acting" as much as I like performing as a musician. The two are not mutually exclusive, I know, but because the bulk of my performances (and I think of them as such) since high school have been musical, and because I haven't been playing music as of late, I found myself comparing the two. Music seems more immediate, which I like. I enjoy that you can learn a song, or write a song even, and perform it sort of ASAP, instead of having to spend months coming up with an idea, writing a script, memorizing, blocking scenes, blah-blah-blah. Music also seems more visceral, more physical (but that's probably just the kind of music I like to perform).

But the idea of theater, especially in the "Rogue" context (READ: Do-It-Youself), interests me and I am working on something with Will for next year.