What better way to get ready to act than with a redbull and cheap beer from Ohio.

If there were a black version of Jeff Foxworthy I think he would be called Jeff Blackfoxworthy. In fact I think it would be me at an open mic night doing bad “You might be a black redneck if…” jokes and then getting my ass handed to me in the parking lot after the show.

Frozen Pot Stickers should not have microwave instructions on them.

Sometimes I’m a nerd

(Battlestar Galactica returns)

And sometimes I get to wear frilly dresses

(Me cross dressing returns)

Well, Indulgences opened Friday night! To celebrate, Chris brought us the YMCApes. It’s brilliantly broken. The apes don’t move in sync with the music and a couple of them don’t even work.

The way I prepared was to spend lots of time going over the script

Which basically translates to spending the day outside drinking and then showing up to rehearsal and making great choices as an actor. There’s a hint of self-doubting sarcastic irony in there.

I’m such a consummate professional, that I spent a majority of Dress Rehearsal making my spywalrus.

Why do i look and feel more tired when i go to bed at a decent hour and get proper sleep?

I really need to remind myself that drinking coffee to stay awake does not outweigh the caffeine jitters i get when I am anxious.

When stressed out, ease my mind by going shopping. Hello new suit.

Right now I’m sitting in the green room, dressed in full Shakespeare garb and on my laptop rockin to some R. Kelly. What an anachronism.

I’m in the process of tech rehearsal for the Hoity Toity show I’m in. That means a day full of shit food and rising tensions.

We had to postpone starting yesterday’s tech because more tornados were ripping thru Atlanta. We evacuated the tin box that is Dad’s Garage and moved to the building next door which really wasn’t all that much safer. but it did come with an adorable dog.

While we waited for the bullshit to pass over us I filmed some hail. My shit camera filmed it blurry
And my shit iMovie refuses to export the movies.

It’s interesting how other people’s moods affect you in times of weather crisis. I’m not usually anxiety ridden during storms but watching everyone freak out about it put me on edge. I couldn’t talk myself out of it. Eventually the hail storm blew over us and we returned to playing dress up.

Atlanta was fucking rocked by the forces of nature last night.
Experts confirmed today that a tornado with top winds of 130 mph ripped through downtown Atlanta Friday night, leaving a six-mile long path of destruction in its wake. The tornado, which was about 200 yards wide, had a path about six miles wide, skipping over downtown landmarks before heading into residential neighborhoods.

I don’t come down to where you work and slap the dick out of your mouth.

I wish I still had this costume.
But alas, mold house destroyed Pit-Pat, the magical, pan-sexual, non-threatening spokesthing. A few years back I had the fortunate experience of living in a house that over the course of a couple months went from normal to

It laid claim to just about everything in the house. Somehow, miraculously, my records went almost unscathed.
It did, however destroy my fine collection of beer coozies.

Pit-Pat costume. R.I.P.