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Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Macbeth, Act V, Scene V
Hello from the night shift, wherein I make twice as much money (if it's a double shift) to be twice as bored as I am on the evening shift.
Entertain me? You know the drill. Drabbles, picspam (fannish and otherwise), amusing anecdotes, meta, tell me about your day, rec me a fic or a movie or a book or something. *asks nicely*
Anyway, so okay, the play. It was incredible. I've seen it before done by professionals and I wasn't this impressed. Sure, there were two or three cast members who weren't so good, but fortunately they had small parts.
mr_t00by played the role so, so well; he completely put the role on like clothing (and btw, the costumes? Were gorgeous and handmade), and it was obvious that he'd not only memorised his lines (all 630-something of them), but that he actually thought about who he was playing, what were the motivations/emotions/fears/hopes, yadda of the character.
His teacher told me he was exhausted, and I believe it, because I can't imagine spending over a month studying Mackers as a character and not be drained at the end. And OMG, the guy who played Macduff, OMG. If he doesn't end up at Stratford or something eventually, I'll be surprised.
I was practically crying during the scene where grieving for his family. The programme said he wasn't a member of the junior class at High Mowing, so I thought he was an alum. He's a sophomore. And the final scene between MacD. and Mackers? I was all, OMGOMGOMG, because it was that good. Sure, I'm a proud parent. But people were coming up to me and congratulating me for the good job
mr_t00by did. Like I had anything to do with it.
mr_t00by, of course, has to be contrary and inform me that he doesn't want a career as an actor. I tell you, how can I live vicariously through my kid if they don't live my dream life? *longsuffering sigh*
So, anyway, there were nine of us at the play from
mr_t00by's fanclub (fangirls all, of course, including one former classmate and the amazing, fantastic, wonderful woman who was his class teacher from 3rd to 8th grade at his elementary/middle school). When the cast came out from the dressing room (AKA the student lounge), we were all congratulating him and things, and I said, "when you get home, I've got something to show you", to which he replied, "yeah, yeah, I know, Slings & Arrows". It's tough when your kid knows you. *rolls eyes* But I really think he'll love it. And oh, the faculty took pictures and it'll be on video, too, but probably not for a while.
Then I drove home in the pouring rain, average speed somewhere around 40 MPH (64-ish KPH). I hated it. But I had one more Mike's left when I got home! It was very lovely. :)
As for my wet!room, it ended up being a brief, minor leak, and I actually managed to sleep in my own bed after a fashion. I got to bed at oh-dark-thirty, but when don't I?
And now, a silly meme, because I can:
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Macbeth, Act V, Scene V
Hello from the night shift, wherein I make twice as much money (if it's a double shift) to be twice as bored as I am on the evening shift.
Entertain me? You know the drill. Drabbles, picspam (fannish and otherwise), amusing anecdotes, meta, tell me about your day, rec me a fic or a movie or a book or something. *asks nicely*
Anyway, so okay, the play. It was incredible. I've seen it before done by professionals and I wasn't this impressed. Sure, there were two or three cast members who weren't so good, but fortunately they had small parts.
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His teacher told me he was exhausted, and I believe it, because I can't imagine spending over a month studying Mackers as a character and not be drained at the end. And OMG, the guy who played Macduff, OMG. If he doesn't end up at Stratford or something eventually, I'll be surprised.
I was practically crying during the scene where grieving for his family. The programme said he wasn't a member of the junior class at High Mowing, so I thought he was an alum. He's a sophomore. And the final scene between MacD. and Mackers? I was all, OMGOMGOMG, because it was that good. Sure, I'm a proud parent. But people were coming up to me and congratulating me for the good job
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Then I drove home in the pouring rain, average speed somewhere around 40 MPH (64-ish KPH). I hated it. But I had one more Mike's left when I got home! It was very lovely. :)
As for my wet!room, it ended up being a brief, minor leak, and I actually managed to sleep in my own bed after a fashion. I got to bed at oh-dark-thirty, but when don't I?
And now, a silly meme, because I can:
Outcast Genius 65 % Nerd, 56% Geek, 52% Dork |
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For The Record: A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia. A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one. A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions. You scored better than half in all three, earning you the title of: Outcast Genius. Outcast geniuses usually are bright enough to understand what society wants of them, and they just don't care! They are highly intelligent and passionate about the things they know are *truly* important in the world. Typically, this does not include sports, cars or make-up, but it can on occassion (and if it does then they know more than all of their friends combined in that subject). Outcast geniuses can be very lonely, due to their being outcast from most normal groups and too smart for the room among many other types of dorks and geeks, but they can also be the types to eventually rule the world, ala Bill Gates, the prototypical Outcast Genius. Congratulations!
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Date: 2006-11-18 07:36 pm (UTC)