Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
An Old Friend pt 2
The song I wrote about was Wheels of a Dream. It's like a little journey. There's a lot of amazing packed into 3 minutes.
Also speaking of old friends, happy last 4 minutes of your birthday Reed! He is old.
Also speaking of old friends, happy last 4 minutes of your birthday Reed! He is old.
Gratitude
Last night I was spending some time with some dear ones and I totally had one of those "it sucks to be me" moments. Actually it continued through a lot of the rest of the evening. As discussed previously, those thoughts happen to everyone and sometimes beer just makes it a little more vocal!
So I feel I owe an apology to anyone I whined to, especially Rachel. waar-waaaar. There's nothing like a Debbie Downer at a Super Bowl playoff.
And I think I am going to give a shout out to the Secret and list the things for which I am grateful. These are in no particular order. I think this is a Secret thing. I heard grumblings about it at work.
I am grateful for:
1) My awesome job. I really I work with fantastic people and help produce theatre that I love.
2) My family. I think that I have mentioned this before but I have two: one is blood relatives. I don't get to see them nearly enough, but I love that when I do see them hours pass by in minutes (actually that part makes me a little sad because it seems like there is never enough time,) and they can make me talk on the phone for hours. And I hate talking on the phone. The other family is a little different. I would say that they were hand-selected, but I feel like they were kind of chosen for me too. One of my best friends became so because we both needed some roommates in college. I met the other three months before we started college and ran into her by chance three times later. We became inseparable on the first day of school. I feel like I have many other stories like these; people coming into my life at the perfect moment for us to begin a long-standing relationship.
3)That other college family that has recently come into my life more frequently the past 6 months. GO STILLERS!
4)My life in New York. Almost 6 years ago (in a week) I came here and it was so terrifying. I thought it would never work. I don't see myself leaving anytime soon.
5)All of the comedic material I get from the following:
My landlord and her crazy grandchildren: I think I will write my tell-all called Nona!!!!!!! I Need A Piece of Bread!!! or You Moved My Shoes. I Will Stab You!!!!
The Rock Of Love Series. A bus this season. Really???
Our neighbor I cannot write about because you will judge me as a horrible person.
The open mic night at Cronin and Phelan's.
6)My Calphalon cooking pans (thanks Mom and Larry!) and my addiction to the Food Network that allows me to eat well.
7)The great theatre that I have seen this year that moved me.
8)The coffee shops in Queens that provide hours of European lifestyle.
9)All the opportunities that are ahead.
10)Tomorrow, when change will come to this country. I understand that Barack Obama will not be able to fix everything, and that he is just a man, but he inspires people to be better. That is not something I have felt from our Government in my adult life. I like that.
This is getting long so I am going to wrap this up.
xo,
D
So I feel I owe an apology to anyone I whined to, especially Rachel. waar-waaaar. There's nothing like a Debbie Downer at a Super Bowl playoff.
And I think I am going to give a shout out to the Secret and list the things for which I am grateful. These are in no particular order. I think this is a Secret thing. I heard grumblings about it at work.
I am grateful for:
1) My awesome job. I really I work with fantastic people and help produce theatre that I love.
2) My family. I think that I have mentioned this before but I have two: one is blood relatives. I don't get to see them nearly enough, but I love that when I do see them hours pass by in minutes (actually that part makes me a little sad because it seems like there is never enough time,) and they can make me talk on the phone for hours. And I hate talking on the phone. The other family is a little different. I would say that they were hand-selected, but I feel like they were kind of chosen for me too. One of my best friends became so because we both needed some roommates in college. I met the other three months before we started college and ran into her by chance three times later. We became inseparable on the first day of school. I feel like I have many other stories like these; people coming into my life at the perfect moment for us to begin a long-standing relationship.
3)That other college family that has recently come into my life more frequently the past 6 months. GO STILLERS!
4)My life in New York. Almost 6 years ago (in a week) I came here and it was so terrifying. I thought it would never work. I don't see myself leaving anytime soon.
5)All of the comedic material I get from the following:
My landlord and her crazy grandchildren: I think I will write my tell-all called Nona!!!!!!! I Need A Piece of Bread!!! or You Moved My Shoes. I Will Stab You!!!!
The Rock Of Love Series. A bus this season. Really???
Our neighbor I cannot write about because you will judge me as a horrible person.
The open mic night at Cronin and Phelan's.
6)My Calphalon cooking pans (thanks Mom and Larry!) and my addiction to the Food Network that allows me to eat well.
7)The great theatre that I have seen this year that moved me.
8)The coffee shops in Queens that provide hours of European lifestyle.
9)All the opportunities that are ahead.
10)Tomorrow, when change will come to this country. I understand that Barack Obama will not be able to fix everything, and that he is just a man, but he inspires people to be better. That is not something I have felt from our Government in my adult life. I like that.
This is getting long so I am going to wrap this up.
xo,
D
Friday, January 16, 2009
An Old Friend
I still find myself amazed at how powerful music is.
In my sophomore year of college I was taking out my copy of Act 1 of Ragtime and found that the cd was cracked in half. I was instantly angry and threw it down the stairs.
Just recently, a friend gave me the music from that first act. It's been so long. First there was resentment at the musical because the cd broke, and then there was the general push away from musical theatre. It's kind of funny that I ended up working at a theatre that has produced quite a number of musicals recently, and my ipod gets more and more showtunes on it.
There is one particular song on it that makes me want to drop everything I am doing for about 30 seconds. I find it so powerful that I just want to close my eyes and take it all in.
I guess I can't walk down the street to it.
In my sophomore year of college I was taking out my copy of Act 1 of Ragtime and found that the cd was cracked in half. I was instantly angry and threw it down the stairs.
Just recently, a friend gave me the music from that first act. It's been so long. First there was resentment at the musical because the cd broke, and then there was the general push away from musical theatre. It's kind of funny that I ended up working at a theatre that has produced quite a number of musicals recently, and my ipod gets more and more showtunes on it.
There is one particular song on it that makes me want to drop everything I am doing for about 30 seconds. I find it so powerful that I just want to close my eyes and take it all in.
I guess I can't walk down the street to it.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
You learn something new...
I watch UFO specials. I have always have had an attraction to the paranormal. Fine, I am weird or stupid. Call me what you will...
HOWEVER...
I was watching such a special on alien abduction, and I learned something new dealing with nightmares. I have had specific nightmares in which I am laying in bed and can't move, and then crazy things happen. In one particular dream, one of the shadows in my room bent down, picked me up and carried me around the room. Here, it turns out, I was having a common sleep disorder:
Sleep Paralysis - Quoting WikiPedia: Physiologically, it is closely related to the paralysis that occurs as a natural part of REM (rapid eye movement) sleep, which is known as REM atonia. Sleep paralysis occurs when the brain awakes from a REM state, but the body paralysis persists. This leaves the person fully conscious, but unable to move. In addition, the state may be accompanied by terrifying hallucinations (hypnopompic or hypnagogic) and an acute sense of danger.[3] Sleep paralysis is particularly frightening to the individual due to the vividness of such hallucinations.[4] The hallucinatory element to sleep paralysis makes it even more likely that someone will interpret the experience as a dream, since completely fanciful, or dream-like, objects may appear in the room alongside one's normal vision. Some scientists have proposed this condition as an explanation for alien abductions and ghostly encounters.[5] A study by Susan Blackmore and Marcus Cox of the University of the West of England supports the suggestion that alien abductions are related to sleep paralysis rather than to temporal lobe lability.[6]
While it does not make the dreams any less scary, it does make me feel a little better knowing that there is science behind it! PS- The last time I had one of those dreams was around a year ago. Don't worry.
HOWEVER...
I was watching such a special on alien abduction, and I learned something new dealing with nightmares. I have had specific nightmares in which I am laying in bed and can't move, and then crazy things happen. In one particular dream, one of the shadows in my room bent down, picked me up and carried me around the room. Here, it turns out, I was having a common sleep disorder:
Sleep Paralysis - Quoting WikiPedia: Physiologically, it is closely related to the paralysis that occurs as a natural part of REM (rapid eye movement) sleep, which is known as REM atonia. Sleep paralysis occurs when the brain awakes from a REM state, but the body paralysis persists. This leaves the person fully conscious, but unable to move. In addition, the state may be accompanied by terrifying hallucinations (hypnopompic or hypnagogic) and an acute sense of danger.[3] Sleep paralysis is particularly frightening to the individual due to the vividness of such hallucinations.[4] The hallucinatory element to sleep paralysis makes it even more likely that someone will interpret the experience as a dream, since completely fanciful, or dream-like, objects may appear in the room alongside one's normal vision. Some scientists have proposed this condition as an explanation for alien abductions and ghostly encounters.[5] A study by Susan Blackmore and Marcus Cox of the University of the West of England supports the suggestion that alien abductions are related to sleep paralysis rather than to temporal lobe lability.[6]
While it does not make the dreams any less scary, it does make me feel a little better knowing that there is science behind it! PS- The last time I had one of those dreams was around a year ago. Don't worry.
Anxious
I having one of those anxious moments. I am anxious about this coming Tuesday, anxious about the cold front passing (14 degrees high on Friday! EEK!,)anxious for my tax return - which will get filed once I get all of the appropriate forms. I am anxious to get the tax forms for the $20 interest I earned on a bank account. Awesome! I am anxious for someone to play their next move in scrabble. Also I am anxious for the weekend, a weekend where I can sit back and relax...
Okay maybe I should go meditate.
Okay maybe I should go meditate.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
A New Year...
I officially can call myself the Assistant General Manager of Vineyard Theatre tomorrow. Crazy. I am a bit nervous for all of the new responsibilities.
It's funny, I have not been on this blogspot thing in a couple of days. Or weeks. And I was reminded today that I had a failed blog with only one posting that I wrote about a year ago. So much has changed since then, for better and for worse. The blog was titled Surviving the Box. Get it? I worked in the box office...
What I did have in this posting was a quote from Patty Griffin, who is probably one of my all-time favorite musicians. She says it on one of her live CDs right before one of my favorite songs, and it still chokes me up a little when I hear it:
"These are getting to be really weird times in the world, so , everybody hang in there won't you? And take care of each other."
That's all I have to say for now. I wish everyone the best in the upcoming year. And may we all be surrounded by love and a Snuggie, the blanket with sleeves that is sweeping the nation.
That's right, I said it.
It's funny, I have not been on this blogspot thing in a couple of days. Or weeks. And I was reminded today that I had a failed blog with only one posting that I wrote about a year ago. So much has changed since then, for better and for worse. The blog was titled Surviving the Box. Get it? I worked in the box office...
What I did have in this posting was a quote from Patty Griffin, who is probably one of my all-time favorite musicians. She says it on one of her live CDs right before one of my favorite songs, and it still chokes me up a little when I hear it:
"These are getting to be really weird times in the world, so , everybody hang in there won't you? And take care of each other."
That's all I have to say for now. I wish everyone the best in the upcoming year. And may we all be surrounded by love and a Snuggie, the blanket with sleeves that is sweeping the nation.
That's right, I said it.
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