Since Saturday and Sunday ended up being one long day, it's only fitting I type them up as one long post. There was no break between the two days so trying to separate them would only make things challenging. Hence, you get one long post today. The only reason I posted yesterday from IHOP was I have not missed a post in almost two years and I wasn't about to start now.
Saturday during the day was pretty uneventful. I woke up nursing a slight hangover from my idiotic behavior Friday night (still not sure the total impact of that, nothing has posted to my account yet because of the weekend. I fear tomorrow morning will look pretty scary). I hung around the house doing some light cleaning and watching movies. I made chili in the morning to have for the week. Really good chili too. London broil, ground beef, peppers. I was really happy how it turned out. I watched SuckerPunch which was better than I expected but not as good as I had hoped. It played too much like a series of video game cut scenes. I kept waiting for it to be 'my turn' like in a video game. The end was quite good and I really enjoyed the last 1/2 hour of the movie. Unfortunately that came after the first hour which had I seen it in a theater would have frustrated me. I headed out for the show around 9. First stop was my co-head's house to get the remaining props and then drive to the bar to meet everyone. Things were going well until around 2 or so.
The show went pretty smooth with just a couple of small prop glitches; one prop went out a little late and another was not quite in the right spot for blocking, but overall it wasn't the end of the world in my mind. That of course didn't stop us from getting an ass reaming after the show. I am tired of my director yelling at us after each show. If I didn't need the social aspect of this group and the friendships it brings so bad, I would tell her to go fuck herself. But, I can't and I won't. I need this. The kid is going to need them when she moves up here too. The problem started around 2:30 when we (the tech crew) were waiting to put props away. We have to put props in the same place where the actors change. After the show they diddle around getting changed and getting their shit out of our way. She comes storming in wanting to know why nothing has been moved yet as she wants to get out of there. Then tell your fucking actors to move their shit out of our way. Don't yell at us because we want to go too but can't do anything. THEN we get yelled at because the brooms and dustpans are missing. Excuse me?? We never use them. YES technically we are in charge of them as a equipment, but we are busy putting shit away and it's the rest of the cast and the theater employees who are using them. Basically we end up getting screamed at in the street over things that are outside our realm of control. We take it, don't argue, and leave. The fact that we didn't argue, but simply and calmly pointed out the above points deflated her argument and heat, but she had to have the last word.
I headed off to pie with three other folks and when we got back to the car I had multiple texts and phone calls from her and her husband. Really? It couldn't wait? You needed to chew me out more at 3:30 in the morning? Seriously? I called them back around 4 and proceeded to get chewed for a 1/2 hour on how even though I am now co-head of tech, I have no right to threaten my team with removal from cast because they haven't paid their dues. Um, first off I didn't threaten with removal, I threatened with refusing to let them perform if they are more than five shows behind and two, I was actually trying to HELP you by taking something off your plates to worry about. But whatever. I took the heat, let her have the last word and proceeded on with my day.
We headed down to the area's largest and oldest flea market with another couple from cast. There were five of us total. We made for a very motley crew as none of us had actually gone home or slept. I was still wearing all black and a sport coat at that. According to the website, the market opened at 5am. Turns out this was just for vendors. We were let into the parking lot around 5:30 and soon realized we were being boxed in to a section. Luckily we ran and found an employee who helped us get out of the merchant section. Otherwise, we would have been stuck there all day. Turns out for non-vendors, the other parking lot opens at 7. Fine. All five of us headed off to IHOP, again looking a little freaky to the employees there. We sat there eating, laughing, and playing a card game called Fluxx. I SO need to pick up this game. There's a game shop around corner that sells it. If you've never played it, look it up. It's a blast.
At 7ish we headed back and look, the normal lot is open! We ended up walking around the flea market until around 11. In that four hours I found - a feather duster, a mini-watermelon, pistachios, and 10 limes. I know. Seriously random. We as a group also found a new light stand, something else we got chewed out about even though we believe the theater stole it from us. We did have a really good time at the flea market. You have to understand this is a 120 acre place. It's huge. Most of the stalls are permanent. It has been around over 50 years. If you need it, odds are the flea market has it. We were all so tired and goofy that it was just a fun time for all.
Got home around noon and putzed. Fed the animals, took a bath, watched some TV, made a nice dinner with the chili in a breadbowl. Chatted with J66 quite a bit which was a nice way to wrap up a very long yet mostly satisfying weekend.
And now it's Monday and the shit starts again.
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