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Feeling really dumb...

I've just read, for the first time, The Man Who Was Thursday by Chesterton. I'm on my second read through. The first time I blasted through to get to the point. I felt really dumb by the end. I didn't understand any of the symbolism. And the only surprise I got right in the plot was knowing the connection between Sunday and the man in the dark room. Now I'm going line by line back through. Very slowly. Can anyone tell me what Gregory's sister is supposed to be?

More Scary but true...

A server at the chuckwagon sends a drink order through with a note to *see server.* He dashes in and tells me the lady is a "little bit picky." She wants one lemonade, half lemonade, half water. And one arnold palmer (usually half lemonade, half iced tea) with 70% water, and 15% iced tea and lemonade. We spent some time in stitches debating exactly how much is 70% of a 20-ounce glass. (14 ounces, if anyone did the math) How unreal is this place?

Brains draining away

Someone.....help....

Wendy's family is out of town for the next two days packing up the house they just sold. So I was given the keys to the place and unlimited use of a computer. I've been online for hours. I was on for four hours this morning, and it's after midnight now. In my defense (because surely no one who reads this blog has ever spent too much time online before) I haven't had internet connection of my own in over a year. I will be so glad to move into a place where I can enjoy my occasional addiction. I've missed browsing the movie goofs pages, and having ages to look up links to my blog. Boy, this might explain why I've had more dates this year than in my entire college life combined (three, if you MUST know -- and college had extenuating circumstances).

What am I whiling away my evening reading? Um. Buffy scripts. Isn't there any way to make that smaller? My sister bought the ENTIRE season six and we had ourselves a marathon. I never watched Buffy until she bought season five. I read studiously through the first ten episodes. By the twelfth I was catching the occasional scene. I was suckered into the 16th, and then I watched the rest. And there is a LOT of Spike in season six. He's my favorite. Help me, I've inadvertently joined thousands of screaming pre-teens. But his characterization is amazing. Especially in one episode that goes through his entire lifespan as a vamp. Very nice transitions. I'm going to have to watch House on Haunted Hill again. He played "Camera man #3." Lucky guy -- a real number. Which is more than I can say for myself.

Really I'm trying to numb out the suspense of waiting for these directors to get back to me. It'll all be old hat after a while, but this is my first round of casting calls. I'll know by the end of the week. I've been slightly nauseous for several days.

Fed Up

That's it, I'm going to get lunch. Rarrrgh.

More horrible blogness

Frustrated! Blogger doesn't support any recent comment functions that I can find. And my picture is not converting from tif. Hours later I'm right where I started.

Blogger stuff

I have been online for hours trying to upload a picture into my sidebar. Also, I'm trying to find the code for a most recent comments function in my sidebar. Now I'm trying to convert an image from tif to something else that will upload into imagehosting and then somehow I'll get it into my blog. I know just enough to modify my template and colors, but not enought to do otherwise than keep plugging away by trial and error. I'm getting frustrated.

700

This is my 700th blog. Pretty cool!

I have the day off today. I have to call around and make sure all the letters of recommendation I've been begging have made it in the mail. Wycliffe will be making a decision at the end of this week. I should hear back from Houston shortly afterwards. The suspense is nagging.

I sang last night. One of the ladies in the bar apparently has something to do with LA Opera. Of course, there are lots of people who have *something to do* with lots of places. I hate to be cynical, but not everyone is discovered in some out of the way place and boosted to instant success.

I intend to bum about today, practice some, and do more bumming. Maybe weed my garden. Boy I wish I had something more profound to blog.

Samaritan's Purse

Speaking of...nothing like this, actually. But We're only 5 months away from the last week possible to make your Christmas Shoeboxes. Anyone who has never worked with Operation Christmas Child really ought to. They send packages of toiletries, toys, coloring books, etc oveseas to children who would not otherwise have gifts at christmas. Teri Peterson and I did the program in high school for several years. Think ahead next time you are at Walmart or Costco. Appropriate additions include toothbrushes, washcloths, soap, toothpaste, hairclips, things like that. If you can buy them in bulk and split the items between various boxes, it'll save you some money in the long run. Not that saving money should be your main goal, but we found planning ahead means you could make an extra shoebox or two. And if you're really inspired, why not work with your church to be collection site. The information is on their website. Go check it out. It's a good way to use your surplus tithe!

False alarm. I heard back from the guy who recommended me. He spoke to the director of Marry Me, A Little. He hired someone else yesterday. I'm disappointed, and relieved. The show opens in a week, and runs for four. I don't know how I would have done Drea's wedding and be on call for a show the same night. Just kidding Drea, of course I wouldn't have left your wedding....maybe the reception...

On the positive side, it was very nice to be recommended. And they're "keeping me in mind" for next time. Whatever that means!