It's just those days..

(I really like this picture. Like really really. Heh. The most adorable and awkward Midsummer's ever. ARRRRRT!!!)

I've spent the last three hours in admin mode. An email here, a touch there, a keeping up.. Then I dusted my front room carpet. Nothing's finished, nothing's done, everything's up in the air.

Cool thing: I'm going to the gym, where I'm going to finish memorizing a certain "Lost in Science" script.. Excellent!

Cool thing: Was lucky enough to be a part of a Shakespeare workshop yesterday. I now know that perfect amount of information: I am now certainly dangerous.

I loved the workshop. It was basically how to attack a script and, per the Globe, a stage. And each passage was like what I would daydream an archeological site/puzzle to be.. this means this, and this is a reference to this, and how do you say that, and check the meter, and what does the meter mean, and oohhhh! Plus ACTING!!! And gods and goddesses and kings and faeries and love and lots of blood and ACTING!

The gentleman (Eight years at the Globe! Really!) mentioned that he believes that how theater is done now'a'days is very alienating (which is why Hamlet said "we'll hear a play", but now, instead, we got to "see" them - - there's no more listening on either side. The audience has little stake in what's in front of them.) And this shot my brain into a big ole improv/interactive theater buzz. Why do people come and see interactive theater/improv? I do not know, but both art forms, at times, can be the opposite of alienation. Neither cannot exist in a audience-less vacuum: we are audience dependent (at most times.. certainly not at all times).

Interactive Theater, the American cheese of the art world, may be the future of theater! Improv, the daydream of the art world, will guide us and give us penguins! Active art making! Neat!

Smarter people will say it better. At least, less distracted people than I am today.

Then, I went to an audition (which included material which is almost exactly the opposite of what I'm blabbing about, but was super fun anyway).

I need to get up and go. And vacuum the front room. And get out of the house. But yet, stay in the house and do all the crap I should do. URRRGH. Let's just go, shall we.

Onward.