On Saturday, I helped a directing grad with callbacks, reading parts of How I Learned to Drive for other actors. Then indulged in a gut-busting burrito. But in order to get to said burrito, I passed the Athena, which reminded me that I have not seen the inside of a movie theater in a while. So I called the other MA, who was thinking similar thoughts. We met for a 7.20 show of Death at a Funeral, which was laugh-out-loud funny, if cringe-worthy. Not unlike Little Miss Sunshine. After the movie, I was a bit keyed-up and very in the mood for a smoothie. Darted across Court Street, but the smoothie machine at the coffee shop was down. However, since it was near closing, they were giving away muffins! And you know how I feel about muffins. As the other MA was ordering her coffee, one of the scenographers in our class popped up. Apparently he had been bouncing from one cafe to the next, reading Ibsen. We closed that place down before heading down the street in search of fruit-based beverages, which took the shape of Raspberry Martinis at Blue Gator.
(The strainer looks like a face. This one in particular.)At Blue Gator, we ran into the other director grads, who were hashing out casting. But mostly they had work, and we had play to accomplish. R. has never been to a bar! So that was fun to break her in.
Got home good and late. Pretended to read some film stuff before retiring to my fuzzy sheets and open window. Ah.
on iTunes: "Paper Aeroplane" - KT Tunstall
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