So this production of Tarzan that I recently designed has a Q&A after each show for the kids in the audience. The stage manager puts her favorite questions into the performance report. The latest one: "Does the cast also get cookies at intermission?"
Adorbs.
"How do the lights turn on and off?" was also in there. I wonder who fielded that one and what the answer was.
It's like that article that went around awhile back about the entitled white guy who did whatever he pleased, without being a loud overbearing dick and how he got cool stuff
Yes it made me think of that article too
Burrell, glad it wasn't just me. So then I tried to find the link, but I couldn't think of what to google. Affable, entitled white guy does whatever as long as he's willing to apologize? How to get what you want by being a entitled but not a bully?
I didn't get the impression that the Brontosaurus thing was color coded.
And now verizon is pissing me off. Internet up and down and up and down. I don't even have to reboot the modem half the time, suggests it is them. Rrrg. Need to investigate alternatives.
Ugh. Woke up at 3:30 am and couldn't fall back to sleep. Melatonin, why hast thou forsaken me?
In perkier news, I've just applied for a couple of positions at the WA state board for community and technical colleges, in Olympia, WA. Any Buffistas know anything about the organization or area? It looks interesting online.
mr. flea had a job interview in Olympia in 2000 or so, and I went along for fun, and it seemed like a really likeable small city.
So Dad called me at 12:30 AM, complaining that he'd "slept for more than 12 hours". When he got home from our Father's Day barbecue at like 8 PM.
SIGH.
In other news, I went shopping for bras yesterday, and came home with two dresses, a top, and a pair of leopard-print shoes. And two bras.