theatre survey. screw facebook notes.

Once you've been tagged, fill this out. At the end, tag 25 more actors including me. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

LAST SHOW YOU AUDITIONED FOR:TheatreOne's 2007/2008 season.
DID YOU GET IT:No...but then again, the season was supposed to be four shows long, and the show I was auditioning for ended up cut, so really, who cares?
LAST SONG YOU USED AT AN AUDITION: Dream of Now from the Music Man (auditioning for Urinetown the Musical)
FAVORITE MUSICAL(s): not a huge fan of musicals, to tell you the truth.
FAVORITE PLAY(s): Elizabeth Rex by Timothy Findley, Shakespeare's Macbeth
FAVORITE ROLE YOU'VE PLAYED, AND FROM WHAT SHOW?: Errol Flynn's widow Beverly in The Other Shoe
FAVORITE ROLE OVERALL THAT I WOULD LOVE TO PLAY: something sarcastic. a la Jeanine Garofolo (sp?)
SUPERSTITION: the more I want something, if I think about it the less likely it is to happen. I get very morose just before an audition.
YOUR GOAL IN SHOW BUSINESS: one day, if i can, and if it's right. get back into it.
WHAT WAS YOUR VERY FIRST SHOW?: holy cow, my answer is the exact same as Becky's! a dance recital when i was seven, a mouse in The Night Before Christmas, and then first role with lines was as the mother in fifth grade! Oh wait, I lied: I had lines as the Cat in the Halloween play that same year.
HAVE YOU EVER HAD A DANCE SOLO?: there was a solo written for my character in a certain musical, that a certain choreographer cut for no reason. so, we won't go into that one.
HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SINGING SOLO?: sure have: besides choir, my first role with a vocal solo was the mother in grade five. Dick Whittington and His Magic Cat. The Music Man, Urinetown the Musical.
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN THE LAST PERSON TO TAKE A BOW?: Twelfth Night, baby! I was Viola. :)
HAVE YOU BEEN TO NY? No, but I'd love to, obviously!
HAVE YOU BEEN TO LA?Drove through on the way to San Diego
WHAT'S THE SCARIEST PART OF AN AUDITION? Starting
WHAT'S THE BEST PART OF AN AUDITION?Finishing
NAME A SHOW YOU WOULD NEVER DO AGAIN: Anything Greek, and any pantomime.
NAME A SHOW YOU COULD DO FOR YEARS: The Crucible
WHAT ARE YOU AUDITIONING FOR NEXT? Nothing on my plate until Anna's at least in preschool.
DO YOU KEEP IN TOUCH WITH PAST CAST MEMBERS?: My best friends definitely.
ON A SCALE OF 1-10, HOW IMPORTANT IS GETTING PAID? depends on the show. If I'm not paying you to teach me something I don't know, then you should definitely be paying me.
SOMETHING EMBARRASSING OR UNEXPECTED THAT HAPPENED TO YOU WHILE ON-STAGE?: in Twelfth Night, I kept forgetting my props. My sword, my coin pouch, everything.
WHO IS THE MOST DIFFICULT PERSON (ON STAGE OR OFF) THAT YOU HAVE EVER WORKED WITH?: There's a few of them. A certain choreographer who is related to a certain musican who also runs a sawmill. A producer who set aside a lead role for himself before audition dates were even set. Stage managers who flip out over something that's already been ok'd by the director, and costume designer. And then there are all those people who absolutely CAN NOT ACT.
EVER BEEN NAKED ONSTAGE?:Nope
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN KILLED?: Yep. I think I got stabbed, but I can't remember. Also I fell off a 'building' in Power
BEEN DRUNK?: played drunk yes, been drunk onstage, no. hungover...yes.
PLAYED SOMEONE HALF YOUR AGE?: I'm the size of a premature hobbit--what do you think?
PLAYED SOMEONE TWICE YOUR AGE?: yeah, when I was like ten... it's kind of easy to do at that age.
CRIED? yep. fake tears and real ones once during Oleanna. :)
FIRED A GUN?Nope
BEEN DRENCHED?Nope
BEEN IN A DREAM SEQUENCE? in Power
BEEN KISSED ON STAGE? Sure. Twelfth Night, and Power.

not so dumb

I did it! I manage to turn my question mark back into a question mark, ALL by myself, and figure out why the deuce Blogger wasn't letting me sign in, even though I knew I had the right password! go me!

Re-read the book The Five People You Meet in Heaven today. SOOOOOOO good! It would be nice to recieve some sort of explanation for the way our lives are the way they are, wouldn't it? I also really like the idea that Heaven is a set of steps, to be gone through one by one. Reading that book really makes me hope I haven't accidentally killed anyone without realizing it. :S It also made me realize some things about my own life so far...

For one thing, growing up on Welfare sucked. There's no doubt about it. But in a way, I actually really benefited from it. With a mother who didn't work, I had one parent who was consistently loving AND available. Even in the best of households, most kids don't get that. I think having that love and support always available to me made me not only secure and confident, but strong as well. I don't have as much of that regret that comes from not spending enough time with your parents before they go. Don't get me wrong, I still have it. But I would surmise that people who grow up in a two-income (ergo double parental absence) household and then go on to live life, continually preoccupied with their own affairs without considering how finite the lives of those around them are, have a harder time with that guilt after the inevitable event.

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Becoming a parent today requires you to make those decisions about how to balance your life around working, not working, money, quality of life, and what you, ultimately, want your life to be about. Male or female, the economy is such that a two-income household is not only the norm, but necessary for an acceptable standard of living. As a parent, how do you acknowledge that fact and still give your child every possible advantage for facing their own life? I mean, I used to think that if me or Adam is still alive when Adrianna reaches two, then I would have already provided her with more than I had...but sometimes I'm not so sure. I have to go back to work; there's no choice about that. But in doing that in order to provide my daughter with what she needs, as well as some things she wants, am I preventing her from having that ever-present love and support that I was lucky enough to have? Or, as childcare books nowadays reassuringly state, am I merely providing her with more and varied adult love and attention by putting her in day care?

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I swear, the human race is stressing itself into it's own demise. In our constant efforts to advance in every way, all we do is throw natural order further and further out of line. Carl Sagan had it right, when he said that we are in a technological adolescence. We're discovering all the possibilities, exploring our reality with all the tools available to us, realizing the extremes of what we are capable of, and doing it all so quickly, that everything feels unsynchronized and wrong. We abuse our bodies, are inherently selfish, and live our lives in the Name of Fun. How much more like an angry teenager can our species get?

Just imagine if our society reaches the point of global maturity? Stable economies, peaceful and respectful international relations, and a true sense of purpose. If only, right?

i've got it all

i have got to admit that i really love my life!

honestly, everything my world has been about for the last fifteen years (performing, my friends, high school relationships) is all well and good, but it left me with a serious lack of meaning in my life. i had a lotof fun, definitely, but i didn't have any real reason to take my life seriously. Why do something for someone else if it wasn't what i wanted to do? Why bother getting up in the morning? My life over the past four months has so much more responsibility, solidity, and meaning than at any time previous, particularly since the death of my mother.

What can I say? I love my fiancee, my baby is beautiful, healthy, and intelligient, and I have a safe, happy home. Thank God. What more could any person want?

'you are so much more creative than all the dry boring saps you work with...' 'who are you talking to, specifically'

can I just say some things about the Office? First of all, Steve Carell rocks my world, and second of all, to all those who watch the Office, Michael Scott TOTALLY should have been an elementary school teacher. Or possibly junior high, but that's a little iffy. Junior high students can be brutal mean. But I really do think he should have gone into some kind of work with kids, and then he wouldn't be such a huge dipshit.

Ok, back to the real world. :) I've been trying to figure out Photoshop, and it's a lot harder than I would have thought! I seriously need Photoshop for Dummies. Then again, it doesn't even really matter until we get the printer next month. But still. There is so much awesome stuff I want to do with my pictures for my scrapbooks! Digital scrapbooking here I come!

Ok, I just noticed an empty wine bottle beneath the computer desk...I mean, I know Adam was frustrated that WOW wouldn't load, but seriously? The whole computer thing has been a little more frustrating that either of us realized it would be...

damn blogger posting before I'm ready. Anyways, I forgot how hard it is to write about my boring life, so I'm reverting to old school FWP and doing a day-at-a-glance.

what I did today: bummed around, watched season four of The Office, played with Anna, gave up and got another payday loan, went for a drive, and brought chips and pop home.
the plan: to NOT GET ANYMORE PAYDAY LOANS!!! man, am I ever pathetic. and to figure out Photoshop. also figure out what to get Adam for Father's Day.
what I woke up in: t-shirt and drawstring shorts
what my daughter wore: pink onesie and jeans!
something awesome: the payday place gave me my loan on a prepaid mastercard that I can reload! Woo, ordering scrapbook kits online!




Ok, so I'm rereading old blog posts right now (trying to remember what the original day-at-a-glance consisted of) and I totally forgot just what life in second-year college was like...how busy I was, how goofy I was, just how many people I felt close to... If I was to do another fifteen people post, it would probably be more than half family. yikes. good times, good times.

here we are again...

so once more, I begin a new blog. :) hopefully, this one will last longer than tales from the graveyard, or any other silly offshoots of FWP! This blog is intended to pretty much be the sequel to FWP, except with a stronger, smarter more mature Pinto at the helm--and a few new characters, of course!! This gorgeous creature is my daughter Adrianna, and of course her camera-shy daddy! The is the most perfect child born, and makes Jesus look like fetal alchohol syndrome baby. :) Obviously I'm one proud mama bear!

One reason I felt I had to start a new blog instead of continuing the old one is that I have changed in so many ways with Adrianna's arrival, I'm not really the same person anymore. (that and they deleted my old account! :P) I have much more compassion than before. I feel much more female now than ever before. Having a baby was huge, and the Pinto of 2007 is definitely gone. Not completely--get a few Long Islands in me, and I'll start to sound pretty retro FWP, but mostly THAT beast is kept on a leash!

Today, I got to hang out with Kaitlyn and Amber again for the first time since Anna was only a couple weeks old, and it was so much fun reminiscing... AKA House really was a blast, and I really do miss parts of that time. :) The passage of time weighs a lot more on me now than before. Sometimes college feels like yesterday, other times, I feel like I should be getting ready for a ten year reunion! Then I realize how strange it is to feel that way in the first place, given the fact that I'm only twenty one! I am such a gramma trapped in a young adult's body.

Anyways, that'll do for now. I have to kick Facebook's ass until it uploads my damn photo album! The world needs it's Adrianna fix. :) see y'all later!






(oh, and thanks Amber for fixing my ?)