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While we saw a lot of fun stuff on our trip to London at the beginning of March, the biggest reason we went was to see a production of Much Ado About Nothing starring Hayley Atwell and Tom Hiddleston, and I am delighted to say it alone was worth the trip.



It was in the Royal Theatre Drury Lane in the West End, one of the oldest and most historic theaters in the area. It was a beautiful building, full of artifacts from past shows and paintings and sculptures of great theater artists and depictions of plays. There was a grand stair on each side, called the King’s Way and the Prince’s Way, a relic from when George III and the Prince Regent couldn’t stand each other, and wanted a way to attend on the same nights without having to run into each other. 😆

The show itself was, of course, very professionally done, not with particularly complicated staging or properties but executed to perfection. The only set was a few chairs and sometimes a table, along with a giant heart balloon lowered from the fly system. The stage floor was covered with pink ticker tape, which floated in light showers throughout, and poured down in a deluge at particular dramatic moments. The lighting was expertly designed, used to visually shorten and lengthen the rear of the stage depending on the scene, and beautifully bouncing off the smoke and ticker tape. While I love the scrappier, DIY-type fringe theater I see more often, it’s really nice to see high-budget, high-skill execution like this once in a while.



The script was cut down interestingly, in a way that basically worked. Dogberry and the citizen-police were cut entirely, but since they went with an overall silly take on all the action and the characters, I honestly didn’t really miss them. The only thing that felt a little off about it was that Don John end up kind of disappearing from the narrative in a way that felt like a dangling thread. Still, it made things tighter and move faster, and I was constantly laughing and not bored for a moment.

As I said, the overall vibe was very light, silly, and glitzy. They played up the ridiculousness of all the characters, even Beatrice and Benedick, and had lots of singing and dancing interludes. Many of the transitions between scenes were done by having the actor playing Margaret sing a pop song while the rest of the cast danced behind her. It was fun and energetic, and I enjoyed that it wasn’t taking itself very seriously, including by letting the dancing, while choreographed, have the vibe of people having fun at a wedding rather than like some intense musical theater style number.

The only bit that I thought was a little dumb I ended up forgiving because it made me laugh. There’s a bit in the script where it refers to the leads having pictures of each other… and the way they chose to represent those pictures was with life-size cardboard standees of Captain Carter and Loki. Definitely dumb, definitely fan service, definitely kind of an eye roller. But hell, I crossed an ocean because I wanted to see Loki and Peggy Carter in a play together, so I guess I can’t criticize.

The cast was great across the board, particularly the gender-non-conforming actor they had playing Margaret. But both Hiddleston and Atwell were as wonderful as I hoped they’d be. They both did an excellent job of balancing the general silliness of the piece with bringing real humanity to their roles. Their facility with Shakespeare was clear. Hiddleston is classically trained and I believe was primarily a stage actor before Marvel discovered him, and he makes the lines sound as natural as breathing. Atwell was a blast to watch, sassy, smart, tough, and vulnerable all at once. Her reading of “EAT HIS HEART IN THE MARKETPLACE” made me whoop. They were totally game for the intense and often ridiculous blocking, be it the dancing, mugging, or romance.

And I have to say, my OTP may pair Hayley with my boy Chris, but her and Tom did make for a very sexy couple. She is a gorgeous woman— interestingly leaner here than I remember from the Captain America films —with a fabulous voice and an athletic, energetic presence that just radiates personality. And I thought he was scorching hot; even as a longtime Marvel fan, it took me a little while to see his particular appeal, but I think if I hadn’t gotten there already his presence here would have sold me. He is so tall and lean, with a long-limbed precision of movement that went from comedic looseness to sharp sexiness with ease. And he is STILL in Marvel shape— he had a moment where he unbuttoned his shirt to show a set of pecs and abs that punched all the way to the balcony. (Yeah, there was probably some makeup involved, but still!) Plus that silky baritone voice is made for Shakespeare. It’s clear why Branagh wanted him for the first Thor movie.



So I had a wonderful time. It was one of the more fun theatrical experiences I’ve had, funny and exciting and not dull for a moment. Even if we hadn’t enjoyed anything else on our London trip (which we definitely did) this show would have made it worth it for me.
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Got overcharged on my airport taxi because the driver took a wrong turn. My early morning flight, which I got here at four to make, was pushed back so far I’m not going to make my connection. I’ve been trying to call the airline and the trip booking website for help, but they’ve shuttled me back and forth between them a grand total of eight times this morning, with no assistance in sight.

And as if that wasn’t enough, I got pulled out of the security line by a TSA agent. That always fucking happens to me for some reason, but this time apparently the knee brace and tights I was wearing under my jeans meant she had to touch my breasts and butt.

I haven’t seen Bernie in a year and a half and I really do not have the money to do all this over again. Why wouldn't they just change my goddamn flight?

Eventually just bagged it on trying to get anything fixed about the old itinerary and went for a new one, on a larger airline. Still fighting to get the old one officially cancelled and refunded— there’s a weird miscommunication between the airline and the booking company —but according to policy I should be able to make that happen once the information sharing actually occurs.

I don’t get in until much, much later, and both connecting flights are a little longer. And even if I do manage to get the old trip refunded, rebooking put me already outside my budget for the trip. 😣 But at least I’ll get there without having to pay for a cab home and back again.

So I’m on track again, I guess. Had to go to a different terminal, so had to go through the security line again. Got pulled out like I always goddamn do— WHY? WHAT HAVE I DONE? —but at least it was the customary cursory pat-pat-pat instead of somebody pulling the waistband of my pants away from my body.

Now I just need to kill five hours before I can actually get on my way. Exhaustion is making everything worse, so I wish there were some place I could safely take a nap without creeping people out or my stuff being stolen.

I think somewhere, when I muttered about how I wasn’t enthused about having to go to Bernie’s family reunion, a monkey’s paw must have curled closed.
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My grandfather, Arthur William Roberts, passed away this week. He was the life of the party, a WWII combat veteran, a loving and supportive presence, and the man who taught me to love and be proud of my Italian heritage. He was very old and had a great life. He was at the point where he wasn't really mentally present anymore. There's no particular tragedy in this, though we'll miss him, and he was my last living grandparent.



I have to go to Pittsburgh for the funeral, and as much as I want to be there to say goodbye properly, I am not looking forward to the trip. In order to not miss either any of my new classes and to have enough time to do the outside prep work, it's going to be a whirlwind. I'll have to go off my diet, I'm sure. There won't be any way to take my smoothies with me, and it would be a huge pain to try to get the right supplies and make them. I'm allowed one cheat day, but I'll have to do two, and that displeases me. Because, like most funeral trips, I got the plane tickets at the last minute, they both have connecting flights so they didn't cost an arm and a leg. I have to get up at 4:30 on Sunday to get a shuttle to the airport to get on a 7am flight, and then not arrive until 11:45pm in Boston on Monday, for the shuttle to take me home by 1. And then get up and teach first thing the next day.

So I think the whole business is going to be pretty unpleasant. I've been tired enough from adjusting to my new schedule-- I'm only in week three --that I don't relish that wrench being thrown into the works.
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I am going to Baltimore this weekend to see Bernie. I'm very happy, since we haven't been together since May. We'd been shooting to visit around once a month, but haven't been as good about it as we hoped. It'll be a quick visit, as I can't take any time off of work, but it will be worth it to spend the time with him.

I vastly prefer when he comes here, not just because I dislike the process of traveling. Motion sickness sucks all the fun out of that. But when he comes here, he can make plans with other friends that he's missed. But he's got to buckle down on work to finish his thesis for the deadline, and his family is out of town right now, so it makes sense. I like his family, but I'm not a super social person, so if I'm only going to be there for a few days, I'd rather not have to visit with a lot of other people. I'd rather just have the time with him.
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Sigh. I am tired. Not to harp on it, but as I said yesterday, I get so burnt out running from one thing to the next. I have about a week and a half left before Mrs. Hawking goes up, and it's starting to feel like there just aren't enough hours in the day to get everything in place. To be honest, I'm probably worrying excessively, as a lot of things are already done thanks to the last production, but it still feels big.

This weekend I'm going to visit Bernie in Baltimore. It's not the best time-- I probably shouldn't be away for a whole weekend, and there's more important things happening in Baltimore right now --but his childhood friend is getting married and he wants me to come with him. It will be nice to be with him, as I haven't seen him since the last production, which was almost three months ago at this point. I really do miss him. We're also going to see Avengers 2, which I'm really excited for. If only to watch Cap rip apart firewood with his bare hands in a tiny shirt. I could use a little inspiration for Adonis.

After that, Bernie will come back up with me and help me with tech week. Having somebody to rely on to get everything done will be a relief at least. And the show's turning out well. I need to focus on that when I feel so burnt.
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I am currently in the car, narrating this entry using Siri on my smart phone. Apologies for any malapropisms. I'm on my way to Montclair New Jersey, so that I can attend Bernie's brother Joe's wedding. I expect it will be a Nice weekend, and I have been looking forward to it, not least because I'll get to see Bernie. But I'm frankly in a bad mood. This is been an incredibly rough week, and my emotional state in reaction to it has made me slightly nervous, truth be told, that the depression is starting to come back. That would piss me off beyond belief, let me tell you. It would be a testament to my abject and utter lack of coping mechanisms of any kind.

Now I have what looks to be a 4 1/2 hour drive ahead of me. Exactly what I need right now. Oh, well. I will try to be constructed with the time. Maybe I can brainstorm for some project or other, or at least catch up on a couple of TV shows like Netflix. I use them like radio.
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So I've had an interesting opportunity arise! I've gotten a modeling engagement in Los Angeles where they are paying for my trip. I will be out in the city next week from Monday to Friday, and I've even gotten an additional job for while I'm out there.

It's a cool chance, and obviously one I don't have come up for me often. I wish I had some idea what might be a good use of that time for a writer. It's a lovely fantasy to get discovered while I'm out there, isn't it? Just in case, I'm writing up treatments for my scripts and maybe having an elevator pitch in my back pocket for Mrs. Hawking. It's probably a pipe dream, but can't hurt to be prepared, just in case.

Does anyon have any suggestions on what's good to do or see while out there? Even if purely recreationally. I'm not sure what to do with myself during the downtime. Ideas welcome!
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Been reading the book Very British Problems by Rob Temple, based off the most excellent Twitter feed @soverybritish. It's mostly jokes about the desperation to avoid social interaction by any means necessary, and the pressure to be completely polite even when enraged or deeply trespassed against --two things I relate to intensely. (I always knew I was British in my soul. ;-) ) I was first turned onto it by a tweet from Tom Hiddleston, whose feed I also follow, and because of this I imagine every incident described by Very British Problems to be happening to him, and he's so sweet and adorable that it just makes it that much better. I highly recommend it if you don't follow it already. This particular style of humor has always appealed to me; it's actually pretty much the same as the central joke in The Late Mrs. Chadwick. Stuffy, unfailingly polite, emotionally repressed British chaps.

Of course, Tom Hiddleston would make for a great Arthur Chadwick, now that I think of it. He'd probably put a very positive, trying-to-be-cheery spin on it. And Benedict Cumberbatch would be a great Edwin Shrewsbury across from him. I'd love to see him doing the slight nervousness and unsureness of the absolute best, most polite way to handle a dead wife throwing things at you. Or what the hell, switch them around and I'm sure they'd be just as good. And as long as we're fantasy-casting famous British actors, Matilda Chadwick would HAVE to be played by Helena Bonham-Carter. :-)

Shockingly, even this silly humor book, which paints the country as a rainy muddy dreary place full of morbid alcoholics, manages to stir the growing desire in me to run away to England. The place has always called to me, and due to being a remarkably bad, motion-sick traveler I've never been. During my bad periods in the last several years, it was the fantasy place I'd imagine disappearing to in order to escape. But even though I'm doing well again, more and more, with media I consume and the art I feel compelled to make, I find myself being pulled to it. My budget hardly is fit right now for a transatlantic voyage, but in the not too distant future I need to figure out some way to finally visit.

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Casey and I are both home in Allentown, Pennsylvania now, but it was not an easy trip. First, after leaving at 8am, it took me an hour and a half to pick Casey up in Boston, thanks to all the detours and blockades. Then on the highway in Connecticut we nearly got slammed by a crazy driver, and Casey had to drive pretty crazily to avoid him. We didn't get hit but we skidded off the road into a sidebar, and one of our tires was screwed up somehow, how we didn't know. I can only conclude that between today and yesterday, Casey is now in some twisted real-life version of Final Destination. It does not bode well for him, nor she who had to sit in that car beside him.

We managed to limp off the road, and fortunately there was a body shop just couple of blocks away from where we landed. An extremely helpful mechanic told us that the tire had just popped off the wheel. He rolled it away and reinflated it and put it back in place for only ten bucks. For being so helpful in getting us back on the road so quickly and cheaply, I gave him all the money I had my wallet is a tip. Still, we didn't get home until 4 o'clock on the dot, which meant eight hours of driving for me.

At least we're home now. Tomorrow I will till a garden and see a movie and learn to roast a chicken, but tonight I just want to collapse.

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I have been mostly absent from this blog for the last week, which I hate doing, but I was so busy getting ready for this past weekend that I had no time. This past weekend was our trip to New York City to put on our production of Work-Life Balance, my original superhero ten-minute play!

It was a great trip. Our merry band consisted of myself, my tireless co-director/producer Steph, and our stars, Charlotte as Wondra and Jared as Bantam. We left Friday evening and drove to Long Island, where Steph's lovely family gracious allowed us to stay with them for our trip. The Karols were incredibly kind and supportive, excited to see the show, cheering us on, and making breakfast for us both days. We were incredibly lucky that they were willing to help us out that way.

Steph squired us all over the city, finding us tasty restaurants and keeping us on a good schedule. We'd never have been able to navigate so efficiently without her. She even took me to see Mood, the giant designer fabric store, when I realized we were in the Fashion District. That was really exciting, and that place is fabulous. You have to take an old-fashioned elevator to get there, and it has every notion and fabric you could possibly imagine. I'm so glad I got a chance to see it.

The show itself went very well. The theater itself was a small hole-in-the-wall sort of place, but near to Times Square and just up the street from the Spider-Man musical. We had full or nearly full audiences both times, and Bernie and Kindness were wonderful enough to make the trip all the way from Massachusetts to come see it. I'm so grateful that they went to the trouble. Jared and Charlotte did a great job, committing to the roles, carrying the humor, and even looking pretty damn cool in their costumes. I wish I'd remembered to take pictures. We stood up well against the other pieces, some of which were good, some less so. We certainly didn't do too badly for our New York debut.

I'm so glad we did it. Here's to hoping this is the first of many such productions, with great collaborators like these.
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So I am now kind of grouchy with my brother. We are supposed to be going home to Allentown for Thanksgiving tomorrow, which means we will be driving back together. The trouble is that tomorrow is the busiest travel day all year, and I want to leave as early as possible so as to not hit traffic and get stuck in it for hours and hours. The sensible thing to do, and the easiest on me, would be for him to come over and spend the night at Elsinore tonight, so we can just jump in the car in the early morning. But he's got to film a thing tonight and he hasn't gotten packed yet, so he says he doesn't want to. Which means in order for us to get on the road at an efficient time, I have to get up even earlier, drive into Somerville hopefully before rush hour, and pick his ass up before we can even start heading home. Makes things a heck of a lot harder on me. As if I didn't dislike traveling enough already, what with the severe propensity toward motion sickness. Grumble. Ah, well. In return for my allowing this, he has agreed to drive the whole way and not play his music loud so I can catch up on sleep. I guess that won't be so bad, and it will be worth it if we actually do manage to get home without getting trapped in traffic.

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I am now back from my lovely excursion, and smack back in the middle of work and responsibilities. Ah, well. Idle hands are the devil's workshop and all that. It was nice to have such a lovely break.

I have a number of things going on right now, but since Halloween is less than a week away, my preparations must buckle down in earnest. My costume is very nearly in order. I am pretty much just wearing the bellydancer outfit I assembled for Stars of Al-Ashtara-- I was not feeling particularly inspired this year and it saves me having to construct an extra costume. I could use a few more little details like a veil and maybe some bangles, but I can figure that out. I just need to finish sewing the waistband into the skirt I am making from the fabulous patterned blue muumuu I thrifted. It's a bigger job than I thought it would be, because there is so damn much fabric. I will put an elastic inside this case I'm sewing so that it will gather around my waist just fine, but that case has to be very long before the elastic can get in there to scrunch it up. Such is the nature of a muumuu, I suppose. I guess I could cut a chunk out of it to make it smaller, but I kind of like how full it is, and it wouldn't exactly eliminate a lot of sewing if I had to sew the side back up as well. So, I'm just going to keep on with the casing. I'm about a third of the way finished, so I should be able to get it done before the day.

I also need to plan the goodies menu. I want to have lots of tasty seasonal delicacies available, but I have yet to decide what they are. Pie is certainly desireable, and I will probably go with pumpkin but apple is a possibility as well. Cider is another fall favorite of mine. Besides apples and pumpkins, other foods I associate with fall are cranberries, squash, pears, ginger, and corn, so I will have to figure out what sort of things I can make involving those. Suggestions as well as the volunteering to bring dishes are welcome.

Whatever my spread, the centerpiece of it will be my newest acquisition, my beautiful skull bottle. In the liquor store on Main Street I saw that there is now a kind of vodka out called Crystal Head, which is sold in this fantastic bottle in the shape of a skull. I don't drink, and the stuff inside it was fifty bucks a pop, but I had to have one for this Halloween. So I stalked an empty one on eBay, nabbed it in triumph, and returned last night to find it already delivered and waiting!
 

Creepy little bugger, isn't he? I'm not sure what I'll fill him with-- kind of makes me wish I drank just so I could put some creative and brightly-colored cocktail in him --but I want him to serve a drink. Maybe cranberry juice, for the fall feel and the bright blood red. Ah, so much planning to do, and so much lovely cooking to get ready for! God, I love Halloween.


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Parents will be coming into town today. The timing is good, as they will be claiming the majority of my time from now until Sunday evening, so I will be busy during the same period Jared is busy in Albany visiting Sharone. That means I will have less time to call him at the same time as he has less time to call me. He should be busy doing fun special things like one does on vacation, rather than sitting around on the phone with one's girlfriend like one does at home. I just need to confer with Mom and Dad to figure out what our plans will be. Two possibilities include visiting Salem and my taking them to Kind Richard's Faire, neither of which we are settled on. Tonight, however, I will be going to the next session of [livejournal.com profile] captainecchi's Fantastycraft game, which I committed to a long time before they told me they were coming up. They tend to prefer I clear my schedule when they visit, since they see me so rarely these days, so I can't tell whether or not they're annoyed with me. Ah, well. Tonight should be fun. I will enjoy getting to be Ophelia again, and must make certain to think of lots and lots of fun inappropriate things to say.


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Yesterday I got back to Allentown for Easter, but it turned out to be more complicated than I thought. My train got cancelled due to flooding in Rhode Island, so at the last minute my dad got me on a flight that was technically full. I begged a ride early the same morning to the airport from the wonderful [livejournal.com profile] bronzite, to which I am very grateful for going out of his way. I managed to get home, had a lovely and enormous meal with my parents, and went to bed at around 10PM. Travel always takes it out of me.

Tomorrow we will be going out to an Easter brunch, but today will just be low-key. I have to arrange a time to sit down with Jared (though it will have to be over the phone) to cast Alice and Oz. I want to get the sheets out as soon as possible-- it seemed like the whole process of Festival this year started a lot closer to the date of the con, so I don't want to lose any more time.


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Jared comes back from his family vacation to the Galapagos today. He's been gone for ten days, and we haven't been able to talk to each other since he's been out of the country. I eagerly await him calling me when he finally gets in; I'm missing him like crazy and I can't count the number of times over the last week and a half I've gone to dial his number and remembered he can't take calls. Never quite realize just how often I call him or want to call him in the course of a normal day until he's unreachable and I have to stop myself short. He returns to Chicago today, and then on the 18th he'll be getting back to Boston. Fortunately I have that day off for Martin Luther King Day, so I'm pleased that we'll be able to spend all of his first day back together. Tomorrow is actually our anniversary, which sadly we will be apart for, but that's all right, we've agreed to celebrate it a few days late.


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And now I have returned from my Christmas vacation at home. Yesterday's trip was the first time I ever made the long drive from Allentown, Pennsylvania back up to Boston; usually my brother handles the driving, but he wasn't coming back yet and so couldn't come with me. I'm kind of proud of myself, given I've never driven anywhere that far and I kind of, you know, despise driving. :-) But Constantine and I have made it safely back. I probably drove a little faster than I should have, but the trip was five and a half hours as it was, to say nothing of what it might have been if I'd gone slower.

The trip was made immensely more pleasant by the Sherlock Holmes audiobook I listened to on the way. All stories I was already very familiar with, but I always enjoy them. My interest has been reawakened by the new movie that has just come out, and tonight I will be seeing the film with [livejournal.com profile] bronzite. It will be lovely to spend time with him again. I am a longtime Sherlock Holmes fan, but I must take care to remind myself that one must not be too married to one's perception of the literature when seeing it transferred to film.

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Sunday Bernie was supposed to come home and I was going to pick him up at the airport, which I was excited for because I've missed him like crazy. But we got snow on Sunday, so he was forced to reschedule his flight for Monday evening. I was pretty disappointed, not only because I wanted to see him, but also because I was planning on running Burn Notice that night and he wasn't going to be able to be there. But I really wanted to go, so after some ideas from Bernie I decided to throw together an interstitial adventure for just Matt and Kindness's characters and sent Bernie's guy out of town on a family obligation. It activated a subplot for Kindness's character Gwen, which pleased me, and given I only had a day to put it together I think it turned out decently. Bernie videoconferenced in on Matt's computer, which worked well enough to have Donovan reachably only by phone, but unfortunately he couldn't hear us quite well enough to totally follow the action. Ah, well, it was nice to have him around at least. Now we have two threads of the story going at the same time; I'll have to decide what to do about that. Could lead to some interesting conflict. :-) That reminds me, I'll have to talk to Jared about building a particular NPC that will be needed in the near future. Given my shakiness with mechanics, the dear has kindly offered to help me construct a character that could give our PCs a run for their money!

Bernie gets in tonight, so here's going to get him take two. We're going to hang out this evening, and I think we're on for dinner tomorrow night too, since I'll be leaving Wednesday. It'll be nice to have him back, if only for a bit until I get back myself.
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Well, I am back from Chicago, and I am well pleased. I am delighted to report that the fourth run of Alice went beautifully, and we met some great people who were both nice and interesting as well as fantastic roleplayers. The summary is that the game was well-recieved, well-played, and I feel very good about it.

The gaming culture out there in the Chicago area is a little different, I've discovered. For example, they believe that the less you need to involve the GM in the running of the game, the better. Fortunately Alice is meant to basically run itself, but Jared and I spent even less time than usual running around to answer player needs. It was slightly disconcerting, but it did allow Jared to play his NPC with less interruption, and me more time to watch all the lovely goings-on. :-) Also, they have a sensibility of it being slightly bad form to check one's character sheet during the game. They like to make miniature cheat sheets that they can tuck into their pockets, or inside a book or a hat, so that they break the immersion as little as possible. It's interesting to learn these things.

As for what happened, these are clearly some smart and talented people. I love when they surprise me, whether it's coming up with new interpretation of their characters, or trying unexpected ways of accomplishing their goals. This was also the first time I cast a Charlie I didn't already know. But this guy, Rex Balboa, really understood the character and did a fantastic job. JR Cillian Green, the guy who played the Dodo, was fantastic as well, translating the character's bitterness into a fantastic sarcasm and ironic cynicism. He also gets bonus points for his describing Wonderland as "a Mobius strip of stupid" and calling another character "pants-on-head retarded." For a Yahtzee-ism, he had to get a hug. Anandi Gandolfi as the Queen of Hearts was great, nailing the character with just the right intensity-- and she not only actually made sex happen in the game, she had a threesome and an orgy! I salute you, my lady. Kelly O'Donoghue played the Mock Turtle in a completely unexpected way, trying to protect herself by making herself useful to everyone with power she could find. That is a fun lady right there, full of personality and incredibly interesting to talk to. I'd love to have her in a game again. Hell, pretty much everyone I'd love to have in a game again. And hey, the Lion survived! He's never done that before. :-) The Jabberwock still, however, has yet to get out of a run alive.

I confess, I had moments where I was watching an interaction while giggling in the corner, to the point where I had to tell the amused players, "Ignore the giggling GM! She and her giggling aren't here!" 

Doug and Gail, the couple who facilitated everything, were fantastic hosts. Doug also told me about a theory of casting I'd never heard before that actually seems really useful to the process. I thought he was referring to the Gamer-Narrativist-Simulationist theory, but this is something even more basic that is helpful for figuring out how to cast the people you've got signed up. He said people fall somewhere within the boundaries of the Roleplayer-Actor-Problem Solver triangle. He used a murder mystery context as the example. The Roleplayer as the murderer isn't going to want to get caught, because of course the character wouldn't. The Actor as the murderer wants to get caught, so he can play out that confrontation as a dramatic scene. The Problem Solver would rather be the detective all together so he can work out the mystery. Most players are some combination of all three with leanings toward one side or another. I would say I'm mostly an Actor, but there's definately indications of Roleplayer and Problem Solver in me. I may use this in the future when the casting gets tough, as so often lately it does.

So, all in all, a most excellent experience. And one I'm very proud to say I have had.

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I have inadvertently started Facebook-stalking Banquo. At least, his photo albums. The guy is ridulously attractive.

Speaking of attractive people, this coming weekend I go to Chicago to be with Jared and to run Alice for the local larping community. Let me tell you, preparing for that has been a learning experience-- specifically a lesson in humility and persistence.

As arrogant as it sounds, I am accustomed to my games filling up immediately, enthusiastically, with a waitlist well over capacity. For the first three runs, people fought to get into Alice, and any dropped place was instantly taken over by someone delighted to have it. Hell, I think at one point the Festival run of Oz had enough people waitlisted for an entire second game. I don't know if it's because I have plenty of kind and willing friends, or if my name is enough at this point to convince people that they're going to have a good time. This, by contrast, was a lot less easy. This will be the first run of Alice to run under maximum. Two characters had to be cut, while two more will be NPCed. Only recently did we even hit minimum. I can tell you, that was certainly a depressing feeling. I felt like I'd failed, like my game wasn't so welcome and well-recieved after all, like I wasn't ready to step out onto a larger stage than just my local community, and I was worried that I'd have to cancel it and lose the whole experience entirely. Fortunately we've got enough to run, and I have figured out the way to make it work with fewer than twenty-seven characters. It was tough, and it doesn't feel as good as I want it to, but I fixed it.

As bad as I felt, this is a good experience for me. Now I know that I have to work harder in a place where I don't have credit already built up. I have to step it up if I'm going to be a presence in bigger ponds than the one I come from. Also, this will teach me to be flexible, to find ways to make games work and work well in less than ideal situations. I have adjusted Alice to function under the current set of circumstances, and I think it's going to come out just fine. My records don't like gaps the player shortage puts in them, but that I'll just have to get over. In the end, I will be a better GM for it.

And who knows? If this goes well, perhaps I'll be invited back, whether to run Alice again or to bring other games. And maybe then the people who liked this first one will tell everyone that the experience is good, and so more people will be more enthusiastic about playing in my games. And then I won't have to run under maximum anymore.

So this is a positive experience. I should be making the most of it, even if it's not exactly what I wanted.
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So my family decided I will be going home today. *Sigh* Okay. That's fine. I wish I'd had a bit more input, but since any attempt to make home visits more convenient for myself seem to result in my mom interpreting things as me not wanting to come home at all, I guess I'll just go with it.

It'll be nice to see the parents. I do like spending time with them, though it is somewhat dull to be at home. I'm not the best traveller in the world-- I get motion sick at the drop of the hat --so that part isn't so fun for me, which I think makes me even more reluctant to undertake the process. I will be gone until Sunday afternoon, so I'd better go get things together.

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