Saturday, August 27, 2011

Rock You Like a Hurricane

So I made it to Jersey just in time for Hurricane Irene. Whoop! Stocked up on food and bought some storage stuff Friday night. Target was beyond crazy. Pre storm shopping is always a joy. (Please note the sarcasm in that statement)
Today the rain started falling. We stayed in and worked on our apartment. The afternoon pilgrimage to the liquor store that seems to be a part of Jersey hurricane prep was accomplished. Our bottles of wine looked meager next to other people's stashes. Jersey plus hurricane equals a bizzare party. Down the street our drunken neighbors started shooting off fireworks. They don't really shoot in the rain. Instead they squeal and fizzle.(Thank God. Our neighborhood is full of trees and old wood houses.)
We don't have cable tv to check on the weather, but we've got internet to check up on it. Tons of people have written on my facebook wall worrying about the storm. On faebook, hurricanes seem to have the same effect that birthdays do. Now if only I had cake....
Being old people, we opened a bottle of wine and watched not one but all three of the movies Doris Day and Rock Hudson made together. Now bring on the rains and the winds! Irene ain't got nothing on Oklahoma!

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Coupes are rather small cars

I have a Chevy Cobalt coupe. Its not a big car. In fact, it's small enough that my friends generally preferred to DD rather than sit in my teeny backseat in college. What was awesome in college is not so awesome when packing to move. I have too much crap and a small car. Two things that do not go well together!
Last minute panicking phone calls to the roomie, many trash bags more of both giveway and trash, gracious parents letting me store things in the attic, and one tired girl later, the car is packed full. My dad helped me cram the most stuff possible with his super engineering tetris skills. Now it's time to drive!
On another note, Ben Vereen was lovely to work with. He's a very spiritual and rather flirtatious Teddy old man. For working with a group of young people in an often unorganized company, he was gracious and forgiving. And he worked the combat boots and stripper hat!

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

A Checklist

Day job in Houston: done with. The last paycheck received and in the bank.
Bedroom in my parents house: on its way to being cleaned out.
Boxes in garage: closer to being packed and in my car then they were yesterday.
Jesus Christ Superstar: it's tech week. We're in the Wortham. Ben Vereen and his collection of colored Converse are here and killing it (and Christ ha ha) in rehearsals. Plus he is a super sweet teddy bear. :-)
New Jersey: lease signed and apartment ready to move in my only furniture- my piano.
State of my union: I'm ready to go.

"I don't know where the beginning or the end is. You have to digest. You don't know what will come out."
-Pina Bausch