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last night

Tonight is my last night at the Santa Fe Opera. Tomorrow morning I leave for Iowa--praise!

Every summer I am away from Iowa I miss it more and more. This summer has been no different and I can't wait until the moment I land. Although, then I have like 4.5hrs of driving and loading and unloading of my things at school, but even then: praise!

I'll be at Cornell for two whole days before heading off to Phoenix, which I'm looking forward to a lot. I'll be working as an intern in the Orchestra Library of the Phoenix Symphony Orchestra, which is where my friend Laura Conrad is the librarian. After about two weeks there I'll head to Denver for one night to see the Scissor Sisters with Jerid. One night in Denver (not at all like Bangkok, if you get my reference) and then back to Iowa for the academic year.

Who knows what is in store for me after that, but whatever it is, I'm sure it will suit me just fine!

drunk

I decided that I have a party in order to get rid of all of my extra alcohol and while the party was fun and henceforth a success, my main goal went unrealized.

I am drunker than I have ever been before and am kind of amazed at my ability to put together a sentence and type it at approximately the same time.

I made out with a straight boy from Stage Crew and also Christopher, one of our friendly neighborhood apprentice singers gave me a kiss on the lips, so really, considering how extraordinarily drunk I was and am, I made out fairly well.

*smooch* I hope everyone had a great night =) I did. And by everyone, I mean all of you blog-folk too, not just the Addy-Party goers as such.

Fair thee well! rar!

Chimayo

Erika and I took Paris on a trip to the sacred site of the Temple at Chimayo.

The Catholics claim that this sand hole refills courtesy of a recurring miracle. I figured that every holy site deserves a little sacreligious action now and then and I'm happy to fulfill ;)

Last Year's Trip to the VLA

Pictures from our trip last summer to the Very Large Array in Socorro, NM. Paris the Parrot went along with us...

pre-update

I've been pretty perturbed with the internet lately, after one of my best internet buddies freakin' abandoned me, but whatever, I suppose. No reason to neglect my blog, eh? =)

And so, that being said, I will try to get back into the blogging habit. Promise.

off to Iowa

On Sunday, at the end of Hilary and her brother's visit, I will drive up to Denver and then have dinner with Jerid and the very same Ms. Hilary. They'll accompany me to the train station and then I'll be off to Ottumwa from Denver.

On the way there I have a sleeping car!! I'm sooo excited. It'll be so neat. Anyway, friend Brandon has been very nice to me in getting things all in order for me to be able to go to Ottumwa, where I'll see my family and take a mini-trip to Cornell to see Derek, Steve, Jeff and Kirsten for a night.

It will be good for my mother for me to be around, but I am nervous to see how grandpa is doing after grandma's funeral (which was today at 1pm in Ottumwa).

At any rate, I'll be back in Santa Fe on Thursday for the Agrippina performance, but I will be missing one of my shows, but my assistant Monica will be covering for me while I'm away.

Really though, I'm looking forward to the train ride and the spiffy sleeping accomodations--a relaxing time on the train. Perhaps I can work on my manifesto...

It will be very, very humid in Iowa, but it will be nice to see my family and the friends that are hanging out in Iowa this summer.

cute waiter, take 3

The cute waiter from last summer has seen a few people I know at his new restuarant of employment and has told them to tell me to get out there. Now, I've been neglecting this since I found out, not because I don't want to see him and maybe get to do something with him, but because I won't eat seafood (he works at a seafood restuarant) and because I've just been too busy.

Well, I was at the restuarant he formerly waited tables at last week and our waitress, who is a good friend of his, told me that she was to forcefully inform me that I was to get in touch with him and she then leaned over and whispered to me that she had heard that if I call him I get a treat.

wtf?

Well, needless to say (I suppose) I'm going to call him, but I doubt anything narsty will happen. Either way though, you can count on me to keep you updated ;)

that time of the summer

It's that time of the summer again: I want out.

Always around the same time and for about the same reasons. I've had very, very little sleep, but my expectations for the performance of myself and the others on the crew don't decline. If anything they exceed my previous expectations because I assume that, like myself, everyone is tired and would like to be quick so that the majority of our time at work can be more relaxed and less stressful.

At any rate, this is just the way that it goes. On the upshot though (and there is always an upshot), next week is a cake walk and is the beginning of the end of the season and so hopefully everyone, including myself, will start to enjoy themselves more.

Jerid's Visit to Santa Fe :: Update!

So, it's on. Jerid has finally picked some dates and I think he's coming to visit. What does this mean? It means that my friend Dave is here in town for the summer, that Hilary is coming to visit like next week and that Jerid will be here in a matter just a few weeks. That's a HUGE increase of the zero visitors I've had in the previous two summers.

I'm sooo excited. I'll try to post fun pictures from when Hilly and Jerid are here on their visits, I promise!

begging and how not to do it

People beg for money on the streets and elsewhere for all sorts of different reasons and some are just better at it than others. Now, I don't really know which sorts of people give money to beggars, but I know that I do relatively often, but I do have some standards.

Good way to get money from me, be cute, have a baby or have a dog. Punkish hair and/or piercings also helps. I will, under absolutely no circumstances, give money to someone begging if I have ever gone to school with them. I'll offer them a ride or I'll buy them lunch, but I won't just give them money. Why the differentiation in treatment there, I don't know, but I think it's okay.

One sure fire way to get me to turn you down (if you ever decide to beg money in a parking lot near me), is to do what this lady today did to me in the lot at DeVargas:

I'm walking to the movie theater from the car and I realize I've forgotten my wallet in the car. I go back. On my way to the car a woman stops me and goes, "Excuse me, would you like to buy a drawing of Jesus--I need help with gas money."

First off, the parking lot is hot. No one wants to stop in the parking lot. Try the shade near the enterance on the public sidewalk so security can't throw you off (they'd rather not call the police, so this is a safe bet), also, it's near the movie theater and two light-fare mall restuarants, which means people will have just gotten change, as they are less likely to use credit or debit cards at these locations (not that I've EVER begged myself or anything...).

Secondly though, who in their right mind would think that, in the liberal enclave of Santa Fe, that the way to guilt someone into giving you money would be to try and sell them a picture of Jesus? Please, make it more difficult for me to say no next time. I'd like to give beggars money, but I'd like to give only to the savvy beggars--at least they are paying attention.