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an island of treasure and balled socks
i didn't write an entry this morning, and the whole day was discombobulated. not because i didn't write; it was just one of those strange days where you run and run and end up standing still.
days like that really piss me off.
but, all is well, no shut off notices until friday; i applied for various jobs (i felt like a piece of dog meat hanging in the butcher's shop, don't you hate job hunting??) everyone seems to be well, fed and watered. i'm stressing a bit because of financial things but i know these too will pass.
i hate applying for jobs. it's like auditioning for a part in a play. which reminds me....
when i was young, my mother was very VERY active in the local theater. (i think she liked the cast parties at the end, personally.) from the time i was 12, i worked backstage at probably 50 or more productions until my last play at age 19. it was a blast... i worked sets, props, i even sang in the chorus on such timeless hits as "Guys And Dolls", "Anything Goes", "Brigadoon"....by the time i was 14 i was propmistress for "A Cook For Mister General", "The Odd Couple", "Stalag 17", "Front Page"... and when i was 16 i was stage manager for "One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest". that was a trip.
i never stepped out on stage in a starring role. NO FREAKIN WAY. oh HELL no!! backstage was the place for me, because as hard as it might be for you to picture, i am actually a mighty shy person, friends and neighbors. (alright, you in the back row... I HEARD THAT. stop the sniggerin it's TRUE dammit!)
ANYWAY. *glaring at the clowns in the back who looks suspiciously like Saf, Laurie, Mr. Haines or Perry i can't tell without my glasses on*
i got a phone call one day when i was 18 from a director i had worked with on several productions... her name was Bev. she was one of the wildest people i ever knew... omg she was COOL. she calls and says to me...
"NETTA!"
"What, holy shit you scared me."
"It's BEV!" (yeah, like i couldnt tell hahaha)
"What?? What already???"
"You're a smart ass, yanno? Listen, I need you for something."
"Alright, props or you want me to run lights, what?"
"Uh, no, this is different."
"Oh no. No fucking way and I mean it." She had been after me for YEARS to get up on stage and I was NOT doing it.
"Look, it's just a little role."
"NO."
"It's a kids play."
"Oh geez."
"Look honey, it's for the KIDS! We're gonna go around to the different schools and put it on for em. In the gym, not even on a stage, ok? C'mon, I really need you, you're the only one that can do it."
oh geez. i was no match for her when she got an idea in her head and i knew it.
"What play is it?"
"Well, it's an adaptation.... Dan put it together. You know Dan, right?"
"Yes, okay, but WHAT PLAY?"
"Treasure Island."
total silence. i was thinking huh? there's no girls in the Treasure Island I read.
"Bev?"
"Yeah babe?"
"What the hell... that's all pirates, there's no girls in that."
"Uh, well, that's technically true... but I don't want you to play a pirate."
silence.
"I want you to play Jim Hawkins."
****
well, she talked me into it, and we went into rehearsals and the whole time i'm feeling like some kind of stooge. i mean, i'm 18, a GIRL, a cast of all men... wait. WAIT. ok, ok it wasn't that bad. (hehehe)
but that Bev... she was a fuckin SLAVEDRIVING BITCH, lemme tell you. at one rehearsal she's screamin at me "NETTA!!! YOU WALK LIKE A GIRL GODDAMMIT!" and i had enough and screamed back "I AM A GIRL GODDAMMIT!" and i walked out of that rehearsal.
i went home and i'm FUMING mad omg im so pissed off. i'm thinking... how the hell can i walk like a boy?? they have all these things dangling, WTF... then a light bulb went off in my head.
i went upstairs, got a pair of socks, rolled them up, stuck them in my pants and went back to rehearsal. problem solved. *gigglin*
it was a BLAST. omg, doing it for all those kids was the most fun i think i have ever had. they so got into it, the cheesy sets, the cobbed together costumes and they bought it all. they cheered, they screamed, they tried to warn me when the pirates were right behind me... it was fucking AWESOME. we did that play at all the area schools, about 15 of them, and it never got old and it was hilarious and it was one of the best times of my life. i still have the publicity shot of me, glenn, tim and dick (god rest him.) it's one of my most treasured possessions.
that year, they had an awards show and i was nominated for best actress against some of the best women that had been in it for a long time... in real plays, dramatic plays. i was very honored that they nominated me in just a little kid's play.
i still have the trophy. :)
****
geez, all of a sudden i feel old... LOL !
days like that really piss me off.
but, all is well, no shut off notices until friday; i applied for various jobs (i felt like a piece of dog meat hanging in the butcher's shop, don't you hate job hunting??) everyone seems to be well, fed and watered. i'm stressing a bit because of financial things but i know these too will pass.
i hate applying for jobs. it's like auditioning for a part in a play. which reminds me....
when i was young, my mother was very VERY active in the local theater. (i think she liked the cast parties at the end, personally.) from the time i was 12, i worked backstage at probably 50 or more productions until my last play at age 19. it was a blast... i worked sets, props, i even sang in the chorus on such timeless hits as "Guys And Dolls", "Anything Goes", "Brigadoon"....by the time i was 14 i was propmistress for "A Cook For Mister General", "The Odd Couple", "Stalag 17", "Front Page"... and when i was 16 i was stage manager for "One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest". that was a trip.
i never stepped out on stage in a starring role. NO FREAKIN WAY. oh HELL no!! backstage was the place for me, because as hard as it might be for you to picture, i am actually a mighty shy person, friends and neighbors. (alright, you in the back row... I HEARD THAT. stop the sniggerin it's TRUE dammit!)
ANYWAY. *glaring at the clowns in the back who looks suspiciously like Saf, Laurie, Mr. Haines or Perry i can't tell without my glasses on*
i got a phone call one day when i was 18 from a director i had worked with on several productions... her name was Bev. she was one of the wildest people i ever knew... omg she was COOL. she calls and says to me...
"NETTA!"
"What, holy shit you scared me."
"It's BEV!" (yeah, like i couldnt tell hahaha)
"What?? What already???"
"You're a smart ass, yanno? Listen, I need you for something."
"Alright, props or you want me to run lights, what?"
"Uh, no, this is different."
"Oh no. No fucking way and I mean it." She had been after me for YEARS to get up on stage and I was NOT doing it.
"Look, it's just a little role."
"NO."
"It's a kids play."
"Oh geez."
"Look honey, it's for the KIDS! We're gonna go around to the different schools and put it on for em. In the gym, not even on a stage, ok? C'mon, I really need you, you're the only one that can do it."
oh geez. i was no match for her when she got an idea in her head and i knew it.
"What play is it?"
"Well, it's an adaptation.... Dan put it together. You know Dan, right?"
"Yes, okay, but WHAT PLAY?"
"Treasure Island."
total silence. i was thinking huh? there's no girls in the Treasure Island I read.
"Bev?"
"Yeah babe?"
"What the hell... that's all pirates, there's no girls in that."
"Uh, well, that's technically true... but I don't want you to play a pirate."
silence.
"I want you to play Jim Hawkins."
****
well, she talked me into it, and we went into rehearsals and the whole time i'm feeling like some kind of stooge. i mean, i'm 18, a GIRL, a cast of all men... wait. WAIT. ok, ok it wasn't that bad. (hehehe)
but that Bev... she was a fuckin SLAVEDRIVING BITCH, lemme tell you. at one rehearsal she's screamin at me "NETTA!!! YOU WALK LIKE A GIRL GODDAMMIT!" and i had enough and screamed back "I AM A GIRL GODDAMMIT!" and i walked out of that rehearsal.
i went home and i'm FUMING mad omg im so pissed off. i'm thinking... how the hell can i walk like a boy?? they have all these things dangling, WTF... then a light bulb went off in my head.
i went upstairs, got a pair of socks, rolled them up, stuck them in my pants and went back to rehearsal. problem solved. *gigglin*
it was a BLAST. omg, doing it for all those kids was the most fun i think i have ever had. they so got into it, the cheesy sets, the cobbed together costumes and they bought it all. they cheered, they screamed, they tried to warn me when the pirates were right behind me... it was fucking AWESOME. we did that play at all the area schools, about 15 of them, and it never got old and it was hilarious and it was one of the best times of my life. i still have the publicity shot of me, glenn, tim and dick (god rest him.) it's one of my most treasured possessions.
that year, they had an awards show and i was nominated for best actress against some of the best women that had been in it for a long time... in real plays, dramatic plays. i was very honored that they nominated me in just a little kid's play.
i still have the trophy. :)
****
geez, all of a sudden i feel old... LOL !
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