May

are you kidding me??!?!?! how is it May?!!?!? how can it possibly be May already?!??!?!

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. hi. it's getting late. i need to go to bed. i'm not entirely interested.

been working on returning to life. part of me is resisting. and i'm pretty cool with that. seems natural, really. i mean alternate universe and all. yeah... it's not altogether healthy, this acting thing, eh? but dear god, it feeds the soul.... it feeds the soul of the community... feeds the soul of people desperate to actually FEEL something.... to be transported from day to day existence and into something... into ANYthing... different. i mean - that's it, right? theatre is exciting because the people on stage get to transmit something electric to the people in the audience and their response transmits back to the people on stage and for somewhere between 60 minutes to, well, you know, over 3 hours (depending on whether or not you are in 'streetcar' ;) heh.) you get to have this incredible symbiotic, inexplicable exchange with human beings. something that just gets rarer and rarer these days.

i know. i have a big HD TV with surround sound in my apartment. movies look pretty freaking awesome on it. why would i want to leave my big screen and go pay a lot of money to watch people potentially suck big time saying words that make no sense and seem to carry no real meaning whilst they shake their heads and hands in mock realistic gestures? why why why? why do i want to watch a bunch of 'artists' masturbate? (wow - this red wine went straight to my head tonight, i seem to be in a rather cheeky mood...) well, because every now and then something like 'streetcar' comes along and you can actually move people to feel - and feel deeply and think - and think deeply and talk....dear god - talk to each other... for over an hour about a shared experience that happened live in front of them....

ok. this wasn't what i think i was going to talk about at all... but now i've forgotten whatever i was going to talk about.... so....

oh. returning. to life.
returned to day job.
returned to band rehearsal.
returned to massage therapist.
returned to seeing friends.
returned to prepping for summer show.
returned to looking at mail. sort of.
returned to watching some things. Flight of the Conchords. Planet Earth. watched "Carrier" tonight on PBS....rather fascinating actually....

still many things to slot back in.... not the least of which is my silk which has been screaming at me and i have been playing coy... or something... trying not to force it. but i do miss it desperately. i mean, i have 5 of them now... i just need to pick one, hang it up at the circus center and DO IT.

as if it was that easy. ;)