MAMACITA...
If you haven't seen Y Tu Mama Tambien, that title will never have the significance it should.
So the last several days have been amazing - leading me to believe that the Pam and Felicia BEST LIFE EVER Foundation may just be a huge success.
Tech week for The Matchmaker went well. I love box office, even though it wasn't as structured at Footlighters as I would have made it...no assigned seats which meant no seating chart, which I was really looking forward to, but hey. I also got to help pick out the music for the show. I was relieved of scene changing duties, which was highly upsetting, but they swore it wasn't because I was doing anything wrong. With all of that an my workshop on stage managing, I'm a little more confidant that I won't be totally useless if I don't get cast this year - something I'm getting increasingly worried about again. But that's not important right now. The cast continually becomes closer. It's amazing that few weeks ago I really didn't see how that was going to happen. Community theater is strange, though - so different from high school or college. It's not like after this one we're going to see each other all the time between classes and on weekends. Odds are, unless we keep doing shows in the community, when the show closes its over. But I don't want to think about that either - it's too sad. Tonight we open, and for the next four days we get to show off our hard work. Kevin, our director, had a good point though. He said he'd much rather rehearse and rehearse a show than ever perform it. Final dress was the last time we were just doing it for ourselves and each other. And that's what really matters. Because you don't remember specific audiences, you remember each other. You remember what the cast thought was funny - not what the audience laughed at hardest. Audiences cheapen it...they make you question your hard work when they don't react as you expected and they give you a big head when they react strongly. Anyone who's ever had the pleasure of taking part in a production knows that the back stage memories will last much longer than the ones of the performance. So the best part of the show is behind me now - time to sell the product. I feel like a prostitute...
In more upbeat news, Felicia and Pam time abounded this past week. And it was fantastic. It all started with her last 24 hours as an 18 year old. I came in for the last five or so. Her gift? A Christmas ornament of Ariel on her rock...THAT TALKS TO YOU. That's right. And her little sayings are to be used as pick lines for one Dr. McDreamy. Sweet. And for my birthday gift - don't think about it - I got...A NEON FLAMINGO. Now, this plays a huge role in Felicia and my history. See, our habit of creating ridiculous scenarios and obsession with Sister Physics began over the attempted creation of a model of a neon flamingo lamp for science class. After you spend an afternoon trying to pose as a flamingo and palm tree, friendship is basically imminent. Needless to say, the flamingo has been named Claudette in honor of Sister. Yes, it is coming to school. After the gift exchange and a failed attempt at going to Reading for a party, we discussed the wonder that is Diego Luna. We then decided to spend our last $11 on Diego Luna movies...and Walk the Line just because. So we bring them home and proceed to start Y Tu Mama Tambien. My, oh my. We were caught a bit off guard. I'd forgotten how different foreign films are. Despite the strange story and explicit nature it was very good. Are we to be considered losers if we found a movie that we only understood by reading English subtitles legitimately funny? Hmm. Upon finishing it we basically stared in disbelief for a bit before watching the deleted features...a whistling old man has never been so entertaining. It was late so we opted to save the other movies for anther day.
Flash forward to Tuesday night. In a reminiscent mood we discussed our favorite Felicia and Pam scenarios. Wouldn't it be amazing if there was one day where all of them actually happened? Imagine that. IF that was the case, on that day at 11:59 PM I would have to retire my favorite phrase: "Best day ever". But then - here's a thought - what if we went for the best LIFE ever. That would require a series of Best Day's Ever in sucession. This was something that needed funding. Cue the creation of an infomercial and the Pam and Felicia Best Life Ever Foundation...please contribute. Time out for food. Dinner at the Andorko's is always an event. Seriously - I love it. There one of the few families I know who have active conversation during dinner still. It's amazing. Add a trip to Coldstone chauffered by Jimmy and listening to Wicked and we were set. We tried to start The Terminal, but then Cherisse came over and it was FAPs reunited. And we naturally had to show her the highlights of Y Tu Mama Tambien. So The Terminal was put on hold. We chatted for a bit before Dimple headed out. Then it was time for the creation of the FAP facebook group. This led directly to the discovery of the greatest pictures of all time. One of Sister Physics with Slinky...with a capital 'S'. You have to understand, this woman is happier with a coiled piece of metal than any human being. It's quite a concept. But the treasure of the night was undoubtedly the finding of the one picture that sums up one of our very best friends, the lovely, one-of-a-kind Amy Windsor. A picture is worth a thousand words? At least. I don't even have to tell you which one she is - by looking at the following picture, you will get a very good idea of her...and why we love her so much:
Yup.
BEST LIFE EVER
So the last several days have been amazing - leading me to believe that the Pam and Felicia BEST LIFE EVER Foundation may just be a huge success.
Tech week for The Matchmaker went well. I love box office, even though it wasn't as structured at Footlighters as I would have made it...no assigned seats which meant no seating chart, which I was really looking forward to, but hey. I also got to help pick out the music for the show. I was relieved of scene changing duties, which was highly upsetting, but they swore it wasn't because I was doing anything wrong. With all of that an my workshop on stage managing, I'm a little more confidant that I won't be totally useless if I don't get cast this year - something I'm getting increasingly worried about again. But that's not important right now. The cast continually becomes closer. It's amazing that few weeks ago I really didn't see how that was going to happen. Community theater is strange, though - so different from high school or college. It's not like after this one we're going to see each other all the time between classes and on weekends. Odds are, unless we keep doing shows in the community, when the show closes its over. But I don't want to think about that either - it's too sad. Tonight we open, and for the next four days we get to show off our hard work. Kevin, our director, had a good point though. He said he'd much rather rehearse and rehearse a show than ever perform it. Final dress was the last time we were just doing it for ourselves and each other. And that's what really matters. Because you don't remember specific audiences, you remember each other. You remember what the cast thought was funny - not what the audience laughed at hardest. Audiences cheapen it...they make you question your hard work when they don't react as you expected and they give you a big head when they react strongly. Anyone who's ever had the pleasure of taking part in a production knows that the back stage memories will last much longer than the ones of the performance. So the best part of the show is behind me now - time to sell the product. I feel like a prostitute...
In more upbeat news, Felicia and Pam time abounded this past week. And it was fantastic. It all started with her last 24 hours as an 18 year old. I came in for the last five or so. Her gift? A Christmas ornament of Ariel on her rock...THAT TALKS TO YOU. That's right. And her little sayings are to be used as pick lines for one Dr. McDreamy. Sweet. And for my birthday gift - don't think about it - I got...A NEON FLAMINGO. Now, this plays a huge role in Felicia and my history. See, our habit of creating ridiculous scenarios and obsession with Sister Physics began over the attempted creation of a model of a neon flamingo lamp for science class. After you spend an afternoon trying to pose as a flamingo and palm tree, friendship is basically imminent. Needless to say, the flamingo has been named Claudette in honor of Sister. Yes, it is coming to school. After the gift exchange and a failed attempt at going to Reading for a party, we discussed the wonder that is Diego Luna. We then decided to spend our last $11 on Diego Luna movies...and Walk the Line just because. So we bring them home and proceed to start Y Tu Mama Tambien. My, oh my. We were caught a bit off guard. I'd forgotten how different foreign films are. Despite the strange story and explicit nature it was very good. Are we to be considered losers if we found a movie that we only understood by reading English subtitles legitimately funny? Hmm. Upon finishing it we basically stared in disbelief for a bit before watching the deleted features...a whistling old man has never been so entertaining. It was late so we opted to save the other movies for anther day.
Flash forward to Tuesday night. In a reminiscent mood we discussed our favorite Felicia and Pam scenarios. Wouldn't it be amazing if there was one day where all of them actually happened? Imagine that. IF that was the case, on that day at 11:59 PM I would have to retire my favorite phrase: "Best day ever". But then - here's a thought - what if we went for the best LIFE ever. That would require a series of Best Day's Ever in sucession. This was something that needed funding. Cue the creation of an infomercial and the Pam and Felicia Best Life Ever Foundation...please contribute. Time out for food. Dinner at the Andorko's is always an event. Seriously - I love it. There one of the few families I know who have active conversation during dinner still. It's amazing. Add a trip to Coldstone chauffered by Jimmy and listening to Wicked and we were set. We tried to start The Terminal, but then Cherisse came over and it was FAPs reunited. And we naturally had to show her the highlights of Y Tu Mama Tambien. So The Terminal was put on hold. We chatted for a bit before Dimple headed out. Then it was time for the creation of the FAP facebook group. This led directly to the discovery of the greatest pictures of all time. One of Sister Physics with Slinky...with a capital 'S'. You have to understand, this woman is happier with a coiled piece of metal than any human being. It's quite a concept. But the treasure of the night was undoubtedly the finding of the one picture that sums up one of our very best friends, the lovely, one-of-a-kind Amy Windsor. A picture is worth a thousand words? At least. I don't even have to tell you which one she is - by looking at the following picture, you will get a very good idea of her...and why we love her so much:
Yup.
BEST LIFE EVER
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