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Jan. 31st, 2009

Hellsing: Schrödinger- oh fuck

FUBAR

Oh man, I retract my statements about this pool being an easy one.

We had everything cabled and ready to go within a couple hours, so things were looking great. Everyone was anticipating a quick channel-check, and then we'd be released. That was most definitely not the case.

For background information, we're renting this space, it's not ours. The theatre company had the whole space re-wired and re-circuted, so we're the first people to be in there using this stuff.
Whoever installed and labeled everything need to be impaled with an angry gam check. FUBAR comes to mind. And really, that's an accurate way to describe this. The thing is, we can't just re-patch everything  because we can only consume so much power at once, so we had everything pre-planned. "This instrument on this pipe will go to this box and this dimmer."

I'm incredibly glad I'm not the Master Electrician or Assistant Master Electrician for this show. Our poor ME is flipping the fuck out.
Today the set is supposed to load into the space, so I guess our show ME and resident ME and etc. are going to work around that and try to fix everything.
Tomorrow we have focus, so we need to have this shit fixed- Monday they go into Tech Week, so we can't still be messing around with this.

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Jan. 29th, 2009

Hellsing: Schrodinger sick

Ode to Pool

So, I was assigned to pool tonight for ND-2. Iphigenia 2.0- lovingly called Iphivagina.
Most definitely the best pool I've done so far.

S-1 sucked completely, not only was it my first pool call, but since it was a showcase, it was at the Reskin. The good think about being at the Reskin is that everything is already there for you; the bad thing is.. it's the Reskin. Or maybe it was  because Casey went crazy with the design. Who knows.
WSA-2 was alright, could have been better, but looking back it wasn't all around terrible.
For whatever reason, ND-2 went really well.

I suppose it helps that I know the people I'm working with and how everything works. It's a horrendous feeling knowing that you have no idea what you're doing- and that's what you're majoring in. Horrendous.

The only downside of the evening was that the Strand 520i broke. It refused to start up whatsoever. Instead, it would make a series of angry beeps. So we're borrowing the theatre's ETC Expression. It makes me giggle- the console is almost as old as I am; it was made in 1992, I was born in 1990.

Good times right there.
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Jan. 27th, 2009

Hellsing: Jazz Hands

Bitch, please.

 Sunday, we struck Ghosts

It was a quick strike, which was awesome. The show ended at 4:30, and we were out of the theatre at 6:00. 
But, I was pretty useless. I either couldn't reach the plugs to unplug the lights, or everything was hung so damn tight that it was impossible for little old me to unhang the instruments. So, I was a runner from the house to the hallway where we put all the lights to get them out of the way. That's what the actors did too, and they left half the gels in the instruments, and couldn't figure out how to take out the top hats or barn doors. So we had a bunch of that junk accidentally sent down the elevator while the roadcases were still on the third floor. Once the road cases were finally packed upstairs we had to re-pack them downstairs. 
Incredibly annoying.

But, we got icecream afterwards.
I never thought I'd be wandering the streets of Lincoln Park eating an ice cream cone when it was 10º outside. But that's what happened, haha.

Huzzah, now I have time to do my homework. :(

Jan. 21st, 2009

Hellsing: Happy Schrödinger

The Investigation

Today, the Chicago Shakespeare Theatre hosted a special performance for DePaul University theatre students. We were allowed to skip our afternoon classes in order to attend this free show.

Not at all what I expected.

The show itself is performed by a cast from Rwanda posing as victims, judges, and criminals in the trials in the aftermath of WWII. Everything was spoken in French, or Kinyarwanda. Subtitles were provided via a projector. At times I didn't need the translations, but everything was going so fast it was hard for me to process the words, though I recognized them.
Really, it was just an incredibly interesting show. The events that happened were based on actual things said during trials regarding Auschwitz. The facinating thing is that not once was the word "jew" uttered. They staged it in such a way that this could have taken anywhere. That in particular was decidedly striking.

And after all of that I had to dash back to campus, change into my black, scarf down some food, and work my own show.
It's been a theatre filled day. (More so than usual)

Jan. 18th, 2009

Hellsing: Jazz Hands

Hear My Song

 I can't get away from Songs for a New World, or so it would seem.

Last quarter, I recall first meeting the actors I was to work with for P-1. One of them, Zack, instantly reminded me of Tommy. I shrugged it off and concentrated on the task set before me.

Now, I'm working on WSA-2, and Zack is in this show as well. During a bit of down time, he was putzing around on stage, I was standing at the Light Board. All of the sudden I hear Songs being sung. I look up, and it's Zack.

It really is the show that will never die.

Jan. 15th, 2009

Hellsing: Schrödinger- oh poop

Strand vs. ETC

Apparently, I know more about the board than my Designer does. Which.. is pretty funny considering I'm simply a n00by freshman. 
Then again, it is a Strand 520i, and everyone else in the universe seems to prefer ETC boards.

I'm still not exactly sure why everyone seems to hate Strand. 
Perhaps it's because I've only ever known Strand- ETC seems strange to me. And I guess most other people use ETC because the 'language is easier.' 

I see it like Mac vs. Windows. It depends on what you're used to.

Oh well, I'll take what I can get.

Jan. 13th, 2009

Hellsing: Alucard kills Rip

WSA-2; Ghosts

 It's Tech Week. This can only mean one thing.

I'm sick (or getting there). And because of the late nights and skipped meals, I'm not going to get better any time soon.
It's pretty awesome.

Last night we had Hang and Focus, but our truck with the instruments and set was incredibly late. So, we never got to the focus part. We don't have the kids on pool to help us today, which means all three crew members are left to their own devices. This should be interesting.
I discovered last night that I am not good at hanging lights while standing on a ladder. Of course, I have a low center of gravity, so that's not the issue. The real issue is hauling the lights up and then hanging them while reaching for things in an unsafe fashion. It's harder than it sounds.

I'm much better on the ground, thank you very much.
That being said, I can't wait to be harness trained. I have a feeling I'd be better at that than hanging things from a ladder.

Dec. 17th, 2008

Hellsing: Schrödinger Salute

I fondly walk down the lane of memory

 I come home from school and all I am doing is worrying.

My former director may never set foot into our theatre again. 
The school board thinks it wasn't a good idea to renew her directing contract. No reasons were given.
If she really isn't offered the contract renewal, her husband [and technical director] is going to put in his two weeks and leave as well.

I worked with these two for four years, which is quite a bit of my life. I grew to know them on a personal level. These people were my second parents. The thought of my former school denying the Mrs. her her job ignites many feelings within me. Sadness, for one, they have been doing theatre together at our school for quite a number of years. I cannot imagine anyone else directing the shows there, they've always been there. Secondly, it infuriates me. I voted for the bond this past November, something our schools needed desperately- it passed (finally). And now they're going and doing something like this? It makes me feel innclined to turn my back on the schools. If they're not going to do whatever is in the best interest of the students, then why should I want to support them?

The board members are basically telling all of the students writing in to piss off and concern themselves with kid things. We've been taught to fight for what we believe, that we have a right to protest. We're not in elementary school anymore, we're growing up, and our eyes are opening. This sort of thing directly affects us, so why shouldn't the students (and alumni) be concerned?

And this isn't only hurting the theatre department. The Mr. is also in charge of running the theatre for band and choir concerts, and any other activities going on in the auditorium. Loosing him in the middle of the year would be a terrible blow.

I really don't understand why this is happening in the first place, but it's done nothing but go downhill. No one is very happy at this point.

Sep. 30th, 2008

Hellsing: Jazz Hands

A trip back to the 90s.

 I should have brought my Backstreet Boys CDs to college. They're probably buried somewhere in the depths of my closet, or the basement.

iTunes library sharing is pretty sweet though.

Sep. 3rd, 2008

Hellsing: Happy Schrödinger

Settling In

I love Chicago.
I didn't think I could possibly love this place any more than before I moved here, but seriously.. this is where I belong. Granted, I do miss Ohio, but I think that's mostly people. My family is there, as well as my friends, and even though many of my peers are off to college themselves- they're staying in the state.
For the most part, I think I've adjusted well, but there are still times where I wish I wasn't completely alone here. Being on my own is indescribable. It's an amazing feeling, being so self-reliant. At the same time, I'm terrified to do a lot of things. I have yet to ride the El by myself, for example.

Today I was in the Loop for class. We went to the Chicago Board of Trade, which was hella awesome, and then everyone split up for lunch. After a bite to eat, a few of us decided to chill in Millennium Park. I'm so glad we did. It turns out that today was the day Oprah was filming her show there, which meant that the US Olympic team was there. Thank god I had my camera.
I have a picture of Oprah standing with everyone, and Michael Phelps is standing in the front with his fellow swimmers- right next to him is Shawn Johnson and all of the gymnasts.

Fantastic day, if you ask me.



It's freezing in my apartment though.

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