Tuesday, November 27, 2007

The Labours of Liqueur

I went to my mom's house last night, and when I walked in the door, I found my stepdad amazingly drunk. This wasn't a simple, "hi-ho, I'm really drunk Ben, but I'm charming!" this was a, "hi-ho I think I'm so charming but I'm really just loud and am annoying you and your mother so that you don't get to talk or rest or eat or anything and I will just be talking really loudly even though I'm very tired so now I'm falling over oh look I'm on the ground now how funny is that I made a loud noise when I did it and now I'm trying to get up but it's not working and I'm still talking so loudly."
I noticed that almost an entire bottle of gin (Bombay Sapphire) was gone. Hey, I was going to drink that.

I have no problems with people drinking. I drink, you drink (unless you don't), and we enjoy it. It sometimes helps me relax from the day: work, performances, grandparents - and can be a truly enjoyable experience. However, I think Tim does it simply because he wants to get drunk. I've known a few people like this in the past, and could always ignore them, but of course it's always different when it's right next to you, when it's happening to someone you (mildly) care about. I don't think I'll ever understand why he drinks to get so stupid drunk. He pretty much has a cushy existance. He gets a TON of acting work, he is being almost fully supported by a woman who loves him and who won't leave him, and plus he gets to drink! Awesome! Oh wait, the drinking part's the bad thing.

Drew's show is sloshing along. Did an almost run through last night, starting an hour late, and ending by doing just the songs from act 2 and my one scene. Pretty songs. Pretty long songs. Long songs.
It's going to sound beautifully, be very silly, and look like someone pooped on a tiny version of the set and used that as blocking and scene design. That is the true problem with a labour of love: everyone is putting their entire hearts into the project and happily leaving their brains in a box at the door, so as not to get messy. My scenes are fun, but make little sense at times due to the almost random nature addition of my character to the play. It's going to be a good show, just not wonderful. But that is the nature of new works. Maybe someday it will be an amazing thing.

Just not next week.

Fun stuff:

The Onion's new Atlas. It's quite informative.

Best show on television! Is it sad that I'm more excited about that than the show I'm in or seeing my family this winter?

And I drew a cat

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