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February 27, 2002

I did the "What Rock"

I did the "What Rock Chick are you?" quiz but that came up bjork...hmm. Isn't she Scottish? I would never be caught dead in a swan dress much less lay a purple egg. Although I did go as a pregnant teenager dressed in black to a tacky prom last winter. Yeah, I guess that is quirky. So my last week has been fruitful, although I am still on the dole. Wouldn't it be cool if you could just get paid for living life? You woke up this morning, here's $50. Cooked breakfast? How about another $20. I honestly believe I will look back on this period of time and be greatful that I was out of work. It is definitely affording me an opportunity to push myself creatively. So here are some developments.

On Feb 20th, I had cocktails with my friend Jim who has a friend who wrote the book for his musical "Playing the Palace" which is premiering in Wisconsin in May. This friend, Andy, also works at a prestigious talent agency who handles voiceovers. He offered to have a hear of my demo tape and give me some feedback. This brings me to something that my "Artist's Way" book asserts. Once you make up your mind to do something, God or the world or that force of nature some call serendipity opens doors for you. All I can say is I had no idea my friend knew someone like this...although I am not surprised as Jim knows many very interesting people. Anyway, this guy was really nice and helpful and who knows, it may lead to something later. Or sooner as the case may be. So. That was Wednesday night and I have breathlessly been checking emails ever since. I actually just heard from him tonight and his feedback was very positive. So far the universe is working for me. I am trying not to be impatient.

Tex in the City in the city!!!

Thursday night I went out to dinner with my old high school pals Kambri, Scott, and Greg. We had an amazing time. Dinner at the Chat n Chew; a renowned southernesque cafe known for it's amazing Mac n Cheese. (No, I didn't have any. If you've ever looked at the nutritional values of Kraft's version you'd understand why. I opted for the much more nutritional Turkey Burger with greasy fries thank-you-very-much.) We ended up at Serena's in Chelsea. After commenting to the waitress about her fabulous uniform we actually met Serena. Serena is a lovely British woman with pure blond hair. She designed the classy, yet artistic and exotic uniforms I mentioned. Serena reminded me alot of Judi Dench but younger. This may be attributed to a Charlie Rose segment I saw earlier in the week featuring Dame Judy but the similarities between the two were unmistakeable. As often happens when a new person meets a group of Texans, it soon came out that the four of us were indeed all Texan transplants to the Big City and were also high school pals from a past decade (which shall remain nameless.) Serena was fascinated, especially when we told her that we each constantly met other people from Texas. She soon realized there was a thriving subculture waiting to happen and we quickly got on that boat and began to row. We decided we would create a Texas night at Serena's. Perhaps a monthly gathering where Texans could get together with their friends, and meet and greet, and hopefully change the world. Hey, the Yalies do it, the Oxford kids do it, why can't we do it. Giddily proud of our new creation, we easily transformed into a Dr. Frankenstein of sorts and began creating what will be, or is, our beloved monster, "Tex in the City" enterprises. While we are still in the gestational stages, I have to tell you I am really excited. We are talking about producing some plays among other things. The true test to me rested on how the rest of our consortium felt the next day after we were no longer under the influence of those scrumptious cosmos and caiperinhas. The next day everyone was still game and we are still putting it together, in the immortal words of Sondheim, "bit by bit". In fact, it seems that we may have some prominent Texans excited about our first "Tex in the City" night already.

I have to say I am thrilled and a little scared...like riding a rollercoaster scared, or that vortex thing that spins around and around and the floor drops out from under you. I have had really bad experiences with that other company I was involved with and, while I am willing to lose face with a venture, I am not willing to lose these friends. But these friends are different people, and I have the benefit of that other experience. Maybe this is why God saw fit to put me through that. I am certainly wiser for it. It's funny. I can remember my first trip to NYC. It was 5am and Scott's parents were driving the two of us to the airport. LoneStar's (I think that was who it was) "New York, hold her tight" came on the radio and Scott and I were dreaming about the future and NYC. And here we are. I look back at some of the work we did and the people we were, the closeness of our group and it was truly magic. Even back then I thought...'if these people, if we stay with it, stay together, we could conquer the world. Or at least a significant theatrical part of it. And here I am with those same people who have grown into such interesting, wise, and knowledgeable people. So while I am a bit trepidatious, I don't think I am really worried. When God sees fit to open a door I am going to do my best to walk through it.

Posted by mermu at February 27, 2002 11:37 PM

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