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Ship art of my kitty and my friends kitty :3 They are very gay and love each other very much.
Holmes Is Every Man
My loyal readers know that I am a huge proponent of blind casting. For those new to my column, I am not referring to an open call for Wait Until Dark. Instead, I mean that well-preserved women of a certain age should be considered for all parts -- gender and age be damned.
So, imagine how delighted I was to audition for the part of Sherlock Holmes in Swift Creek Mill Theatre’s Holmes and Watson by Jeffrey Hatcher. The competition was quite stiff, as the theatre was just littered with Holmes’ wannabees. In fact, when I arrived, there were Holmes of every shape and size eating together in the dining room. Just delightful. Now, I’m not sure why we were all scheduled to read together at 2:30 in the afternoon, but I was happy to view the competition, have time to attend my aerial step class first, and nosh on some pickled watermelon.
You may be one of those close-minded creatives who feel that characters should look a certain way or that scripts should make sense. BAH! I pity you. Who says Sherlock Holmes has to be a specific age? Why he might be 70 or 15 or anywhere in between! Who’s to say? He’s a fictional character, after all. Who says that Sherlock Holmes must be tall or short, thin or stocky? In fact, who says that Sherlock Holmes has to be able to speak, hear or see?? That Conan Doyle fellow, I suppose, but other than that, who says? And most importantly, who says that Sherlock Holmes has to be a man? It’s the 1890’s! Women can smoke a pipe and wear a mutton chop disguise as well as any man!
And I found it just delightful that this new script allows Watson to not remember the weight, height, age, or facial construction of his good friend. Now, to be fair, there were auditions happening for Watson, as well, so perhaps the actor cast will make different choices regarding Watson’s memory than the actor I saw reading for the part. Watson was clearly the supporting part, because there were only two auditionees. I, of course, only bring out my inner testosterone for leading parts, but I can report, to my glee, that apparently nobody knows what Watson looks like either!! The two men auditioning were different in height, weight, and accent! Honestly, the future of theatre is so wonderful – boundaries are being broken right and left.
You are surely wondering how my audition went. To be honest, I was actually quite satisfied. Now, for clarity’s sake, I should probably let you know that the script calls for Sherlock Holmes to be in disguise. Well, I sat in the theatre seats with hundreds of other auditionees, and I am happy to report that NOBODY ELSE THERE THOUGHT I WAS SHERLOCK HOLMES. Success, indeed!
The auditions ran for nearly a month, and I have not heard Swift Creek announce the start of rehearsals or the run of the actual show. However, I will surely let my readers know when the performances are announced. Until then, I shall be researching how a great detective unwinds with cocaine. What ho!
What’s The Point of Make-Up?
I traveled in a torrential rainstorm to Swift Creek Mill Playhouse this past weekend to catch the thriller, Wait Until Dark. Rain is not my hair's best friend, so I had to spend to some extra pre-show time in my car fixing my hair and make-up. Well. I needn't have bothered! During the most exciting part of the play, we were plunged into total darkness, and nobody could even see how stunning I looked!! To make matters worse, the lead actress in the play was BLIND -- so even when the lights were on, she couldn't see me or my carefully selected theatre attire. You might think that viewing my performance as audience member number 127 would not be crucial to your enjoyment of the show, but you would be incorrect. In fact, it seemed to distract the entire cast as they were constantly searching for the "heroine" throughout the show. I imagine they should have given me a better seat so as to make it easier for the characters to move on to another topic of discussion. I attempted to help by shouting "I'm over here!!!!" but I guess they couldn't hear me over the rain, because the dialogue regarding the "heroine" never ceased. The actors brilliantly covered their inability to locate me in the audience by pretending that the "heroine" was a doll. At that point, I was rather relieved that I was hidden in a darkened auditorium, because the actors proceeded to knife the poor heroine and remove her insides. While I have always wondered whether my insides are as lovely as my outside, I felt the time was not right to find out. If you are looking for believable portrayals of characters searching for a heroic woman in the sixth row, this is the play for you, but if you are looking to see and be seen (and honestly, who isn't?) , I might suggest you "look" elsewhere!
i realized earlier that ive never drawn these four together,, so i fixed that
The Faster You Are, The More Popular you Become!
There's been a lot of talk lately about "slut-shaming" and "feminism." Not in my apartment, mind you. There, we mostly debate the benefits vs. the side effects of Latisse. I mean it is quite the conundrum -- the longer your lashes, the browner your eyes may permanently become. It's a horrible truth! I now know how Solomon must have felt. And Meryl Streep when she had to choose between her children in order to win an Oscar. No matter what people say, I think it is not too much to ask that offspring should give their lives for a golden statuette. You gave them that life in the first place. It's an even trade! But I digress. Swift Creek Mill Playhouse has been having quite the success with the hard hitting, feminist manifesto, The Dixie Swim Club. Every performance features a theater full of women standing and shouting for Equality Now and Equality Forever! Or perhaps that was just the performance I was at. Or perhaps just my seat. In any event, I was inspired. I am all about womyn power . . . at least, when it benefits me. In the face of a particularly nice necklace, well, "Equality" becomes just another artificial sweetener. As I was saying though, it was simply refreshing to hear a group of women announcing that it is better to be "fast." And then drinking to it! These ladies give a whole new meaning to promiscuity! There is husband stealing, unfortunate side effects of what is clearly a 50 Shades of Grey relationship, and a PREGNANT NUN! This is Agnes of God, if Agnes of God actually made sense! Now, I will admit that the playwrights are MEN. So, it's only natural that they put in a few judgmental, anti-women plot points. The nun suffers agonizing childbirth in a car; God smites the women with a hurricane; there is cancer given as karma to the sluttiest lady; and there is death. But these are a mere quibble with what is otherwise a piece of literature that rivals The Beauty Myth, The Feminine Mystique, and The Hunger Games. The faster you are, the sooner you "win." And you know what they mean by "win," don't you? They are not talking the lottery, dear readers. "O" no. Now, I will admit to quoting out of context, which I often do when drunk. I believe the original scriptural language talked about "swimming" fast, but clearly that is a reference to all the "fish" in the "sea." "If" you "get" my meaning. Wink. Wink. Ow, these Latisse eyelashes are rather sharp! I believe the show closes tomorrow, which should give the ladies more time to do what they do best. If you get my drift. And I don't mean an ocean drift. Or Drifty the Snowman. Thank you.
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Archaeology Internship
Got my first internship after completing archaeological field school. I am so excited to be working in the field!