notice.

just a heads up: we'll be posting again now that there's almost/going to be/the prospect of a baby on the horizon. sorry we ran out of interesting things to say about ourselves; the sprog promises to be a wealth of material.

more soon, once this baby makes an appearance.

Dusty

My god, when was the last time someone was here? What neglect!

To the ones of people still out there, here's a brief catch-up: Lindsay continues to TA her class. The students are a bit reluctant to consider anything other than their highly developed 18 year old views of the world and theatre. I just finished working with Brent Spiner and Lee Wilkof in Man of La Mancha at Reprise Theatre Company. A really great gig. For which I had to quit my regular day job. They said they'd be flexable, which meant I had to work 60 houra a week over Christmas and whenit came time for me to ask for five weeks of PART TIME they said no. I am now fruitlessly searching for a crappy day job.

However, life in The Manse West continues to be rather blissful. We're making plans and watching the last few weeks of BSG and enjoying what we have. Since I have more free time now a days, I'll be more vigilant in posting. Expect lots of short posts on how much looking for a job sucks.

i have been felled

by some kind of virus. actually, today is me getting up from the fall. today is fine.

and since someone very special got sworn in as president, really it's more than fine. today is foine.

and since aretha franklin's hat already expressed the appropriate jubilation better than i ever could, i'm just going to slip in some photos of the madeleines i baked a while ago, because they were amazingly good.

just like today.

first week of school.

my seminars are fine, but i got very excited about being a teaching assistant. i know the bloom will soon fade, but for now, it's something to look forward to at the end of the week. the professor asked me to do a quick schpiel about why actors, directors and designers should care about theory, and when i was done they applauded. they are both way more advanced than i guessed, and reassuringly, heartbreakingly eighteen years old. someone told me once that by the time i started teaching, kids would already be doing performance studies without knowing that's what it was. and it's true; these kids's minds are way more open about what might constitute performance. also, though, they look like totally conventional college freshmen:

2008: did not suck.

we had a good one, all things considered. no moves, no weddings (planned by us, that is), no illnesses, no major bumps. we're car-driving, asthma-having, bleachy-haired angelenos now. that last one's just me; i can't get my hair dye to last worth a damn out here. someone actually referred to me as strawberry blonde the other day. yipes.

photos! we were in arizona--chris briefly, me a little longer. enough time for a grand hike, a sewing project and a lot of lazy afternoons with naps and beer that someone else paid for. my kind of winter break.

Nothing's final 'til you sign the contract

I'm too excited not to say anything about it: I have a gig coming up in the new year. It's at a large theatre in LA, it's very high profile, and there are famous people involved. BUT, until I see a contract I feel like I can not say what it is, exactly. Details soon. Real soon, I hope.

And then I ate the middle one

I took this picture for the bi-weekly email newsletter I put together for the day job. On the one hand, it's a picture of some cupcakes. On the other hand, I feel like I should be a character on Mad Men. Minus all the adultery and smoking.



I mean, nice cupcakes, right?