Monday, May 19, 2008
anyone can see we're together
both my mom and sister are interested in the fact that i got a minor touch of (well-hidden) sunburn whilst enjoying the outsideyness yesterday. they want me to snap a picture, because this is a rare event due to my quarter share of hungarian blood. also, due to both of their utter lack of the touch of the Hun, i suspect they want to gloat for once.
my sister has been told she'll receive such a shot in return for a picture of her finally-beginning-to-look-pregnant self. i turned mums down cold because of her refusal to record a recent reportedly spectacular bruise.
if i know how to do anything, it's hold a grudge.
speaking of,
apparently i have an impending letter from an uncle who- sigh. ack. how to make this short?
he was an ass at my father's funeral. in my mom's house, 2 days after the man died, this uncle sat at mom's kitchen table drinking folgers and being an ass.
why? well, because my dad was an ass, if you want the truth. and he'd particularly been an ass in the prep for _his_ father's funeral.
(as someone quite dear once told me someone once told him, anger is contagious. and apparently so is assholeishness. and possibly everything else that starts with an "a". i'm looking at you, anthrax.)
so i've grudged it against this uncle person for nigh on 11 years now. a light grudge though, frankly, that has mostly faded into lazy habit and consists largely of not seeing or contacting him. and this would not be noteworthy in any way if he did not happen to live quite nearby. in a city that rhymes with "gederal hay". if certain bruised people could keep their mouth shut, i imagine no one would be any the wiser on this unsettled score.
but now this letter. sigh. whether he apologizes or explains or rails it's really... not worth the trouble to me. i've not lost anything. we were never close before. he was a once yearly glimpsed relation. certainly not part of my chosen family. after this much time, make up or piss off, either way, it's a irritation of less interest to me than my minor sunburn.
(which i share now, by the way. no grudge against you, dear reader. i like you.) 
either way, though, i expect the letter will make me feel bad. practically a certainty, as i already feel bad at the mere idea of the letter.
stupid letter. i hope the postman eats it.
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8:05 PM
Thursday, May 15, 2008
brushing up on your small talk, part whatever
me "what he needs to remember is how much worse he could have it." co-worker who needs a nickname "he could be breaking rocks in the sun." me "he could be making friends in the shower." c.w.n.a.n. "don't drop the soap." other co-worker who needs a nickname "oh, it's not _dropping_ the soap that's the problem." c.w.n.a.n. "just don't go after it." o.c.w.n.a.n. "yes. once you drop it, it's gone." me "this soap is dead to me."
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12:07 AM
Friday, May 09, 2008
we got puppetslast night was the first time in a long time i did not walk out of the theatrrr struggling with a bag of puppets - 
puppets are portable!
- for the delightful reason that the puppets are done, yo. sigh of relief.
(i wish i could say the same for the masks. but they are this close () to being in a similar state of AllDoneOcity.)
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3:50 PM
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
don't trust your soul to no backwoods southern lawyer
i was northbound on 15th, heading away from the heart of beautiful downtown ballard, driving home from TECH when this happened.
everything suddenly went dark. dark dark. navy dark. everything. even the traffic signals took about a minute to recover to emergency power. it was eerie.
and worrisome, as i live in ballard.
fortunately for me the outage ceased about a block from erik the half a house. so i was able to nuke myself some beefaroni and watch an hour or so of jane eyre before sacking out.
(hey, it's tech, we're lucky that i'm bathing.)
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12:46 PM
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
he'd like to come and meet us, but he thinks he'd blow our minds
it's the second night in a row off from puppet construction, all the better for the actors to rehearse with them, my dear.
i miss the little cold blooded beasties a bit, but the break is definitely nice.
sitting down. is nice.
plus it gives me time to post more photos:
our hero. or anti-hero. or something.
all 3 happy little astronauts. and my crockpot.
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10:44 PM
and now for something completely different, it's
if i may geek out marketing-wise for a moment:
today 4,000 copies of the first season brochure for a theatrrr that i was 100 percent in charge of (the brochure, not the theatrrr) were delivered in nine cardboard boxes. hard to describe the prideful feeling, but it is happy.
we isss pleasssssssed. they are our preccciousssssssssssssssss.
(coming soon to a theatrrr lobby near you!)
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10:37 PM
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
dance with me my ragtime queen before i set you free
still looking very Pippin here, but i'm fortunately much further along.
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12:10 AM
Sunday, April 27, 2008
puppets are not yer friends
they're either holding hands or fighting over who gets to use the scissors to come kill me in my sleep.
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1:28 AM
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
oh hai,
i am astonished to realize i've totally forgotten to mention:
i'm going to be an aunt in november. really.
(now, granted, i'm actually already an aunt. 9 times over. but this time it's the sibling i grew up with about to reproduce, so it counts a lot more as far as i'm concerned. and not just because this one keeps the pressure off me mums-wanting-to-be-a-grandmums-wise. though, obviously, that has occurred to me.)
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10:36 AM
Monday, April 21, 2008
i'll take the arms from some old chair, part 3
or
the puppet's progress
i am not responsible for any naughty thoughts you may be having about this puppet:
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11:32 PM
Dear Slightly Ill Body,
Due notice: You either need to be much better or much worse tomorrow. Dealer's choice, but this half-assed intermittent general malaise plus that neither allows me to stay home from work nor be productive if I do go Will Not Cut It. You have been warned.
love and etc,
R
hey there non-self readers! with you i will share: i put breasts on one of the puppets tonight and spent the next 90 minutes giggling every time i walked past her. yeah, i'm totally 12 like that.
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12:44 AM
Sunday, April 20, 2008
i'll take the arms from some old chair, part 2
or
The Puppet's Progress
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12:23 AM
Friday, April 18, 2008
my evil twin, fairweather friend
at least one of these gentlemen is Dr. Phil. any thoughts on which it's likely to be?
 
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2:08 PM
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
i'll take the arms from some old chair
pictured is the chaos in progress of the puppet making:
the needless emotional drama up to this point cannot be shown, but it occurs to me that this is a good approximation of that as well.
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4:08 PM
you had to have the white hot spotlight
(randomized for your protection)
- i was reminded this week past that some people actually do read my blog. who knew? (shout out to sibyl and michael white)
- attended annex's legalization party which i think is the first large Social the Gathering i've been to since 12th night. is that right? damn, that's lame.
- but it was fun. i arrived quite late and hadn't helped do anything to prep it. who's a lazy bastard?
- and, naturally, the next morning featured my usual post party paranoia to the tune of "did i offend anyone? was i being an asshole?" etc. at such times i almost wish i indulged in blackouts.
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12:04 PM
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