A Dark Night

The title of this post is a little over dramatic since..well all nights are dark. But last night I went home from work without going over to see Kate. She had some studying to do so we really couldn't go out or anything and I didn't want to distract her. So I was going to go home, do a little work on my website. Read a book or something and basically just relax. I got the room cleaned up pretty good so it feels nice to be in there now. And when the Christmas break hits Kate will be gone and I'll have plenty of time to spend down there. Anyway last night I heated up some curry chicken in the nuke machine. And I took it downstairs to eat it while sending an email. When *bam* power went out. I waited for it to come back on and it did after a few seconds. And then *bam* again. This time it stayed off. I had to feel my way upstairs(no moonlight in the basement) and find matches. And then I found a candle and then used the candle to find a flashlight finally. I found a phone book and called the "Utilities Emergency" number which turned out to be the Sheriffs office. They said that AEP was already aware of it. So I doubted there was anything I could do more that night. I waited a little then went back downstairs to try and eat curry chicken with rice by flashlight. Not as easy as it sounds. I read for a little while but got bored so I decided to work out. I did some dumbell curls, pushups, and ab wheel.....reps. I don't know what to call the exercise of rolling forward and rolling back using a wheel with handles. It probably has some fancy workout name somewhere, but hell if I know what it is. I did three sets of reps and felt pretty good. So I went to bed, it was actually easier to fall asleep now that I think about it. I'll have to start doing that every night. But that would make me stronger and more muscular hmmmm. The power came back on around 10am. I had actually gotten up about an hour earlier because I had gone to bed so early. The news people said that it was because of the wind. But when I got home last night, about 20 minutes before it went out there wasn't any wind outside. I remember because I stopped outside my car to admire the moon(it was big and bright). I think it was evil leprechauns with radio-active bananas. But nobody will believe me.

I made up a joke yesterday while we were discussing worthless degrees you can get. It's not all that funny but it amused me.
Q:What do you get when you double major in Math and Philosophy?
A: relevance<=0
Well I thought it was funny anyway.

Speaking of funny, here is the list of things that I am not allowed to do:
1.Lick Kates truck
2.Buy Kate the book of naughty flowers
3.Taste dead babies
4.Happy White Man Dance
5.Talk about anything having to do with bunny spooge

I've only actually done the last two. The others I've just talked about to get a reaction.

I ran in to Caitlin last Saturday as I was going to rent a movie. She was back for Thanksgiving from NYU. They had just watched a movie at the Lyric and were going to the Cellar. And they invited me to join them. It was Caitlin, and Gillian who has grown almost as tall as me, and two of their friends who were obviously dating. The girl was wearing an anti-Bush punk-button, but I didn't feel like getting in to it with her. I talked to Caitlin about studying theatre in NYU. The way it is set up is that she takes what's called "Workshop" which is three hours a day and can include anything from African dance to lighting design. She told me about some of the people in her group, typical theatre people. Then she started talking about her directing class. Some of the stuff that she talked about was facinating. They have to come up with an original piece, direct it, without using any words. Basically getting down into the total nitty gritty of directing a scene. We talked for a solid 30 minutes on how to apply that concept to real directing. It actually made me start missing theatre. I wish I had a group of thespians my age that enjoyed working on theatre stuff. I didn't realize how much I miss it, or how much I'd soured on it. Directing the show for NRCC was just a bad bad time. And then the fiasco with the improv group. The improv group had potential, but there were just too many people there for the wrong reasons. But I still love to act. I just wish I could have had a decent roll to play. The biggest roll I had was in Come Blow Your Horn. And I got that when I was very inexperienced, basically before I knew what I was doing. I was typcast as the innocent little brother. I worked backstage and in minor rolles in the rest of ths shows I did. I learned a ton about performance, technical aspects, and directing. But got very little stage time. Until The Letter which I directed and then took up the main roll halfway through. From there it was only directing and improv. Oh and doing lighting for the church pageant for Yooni, ugh! Oh well no use crying about it now. I did learn a very important lesson: Don't mix your girlfriend with your theatre project. It's just bad news all the way around.