Some Things.

Music Man is officially OVER... and I'm experiencing mixed feelings of relief that I have a life again and sadness that I have a life again. Believe it or not, being cooped up in Playmakers with most of your best friends all day is fun. :p Thanks to all of the people who came to see me, I hope that you enjoyed the show and that my line was amazing.
Nothing really has been happening since Music Man has ended. I cleaned the kitchen and discovered the Simpson's. (Do'h!) I've also been doing some more photo editing. Here's some of the stuff. Click to enlarge if you can't read the text.

Opening night!

Last night was opening night, which went well, aside from two minor mistakes, neither of which were mine. :) Backstage was a little crazy, but that's normal. There is a lot of stressed running around and freaking out from some people, and some people are in their element. Here is a vidio of the rehearsal before the show.


Today is Josh's birthday! Yay!
Here's a video for you, cuz. :p

Tech....!

Last Thursday started tech week. For those of you non-actors, tech week is the most stressful/boring/painful/fun time of my life. We're starting to do costumes in rehearsal, (My dressing room ROCKS) and I'm kinda stressed about that since the costumer gave me three pairs of pants and NONE of them fit. I was also given cuff links that didn't link, and only one sock. Ah well, I get an AWESOME costume. Jade, the costume designer, is really cool. :) It's boring because, well, there is a lot of sitting while spotlights are adjusted and lines and bits of songs are repeated over and over again for five hours straight. It's painful because my hat itches and my shoes hurt, and because bouncing on a wooden bench repeatedly HURTS. But it's still really fun, because my friends are there and we do the most... interesting things during break. One time I drank a bottle of diet Sunkist in two minutes, and it almost gave me a nosebleed. o.o I'm at the theatre from one until around 9:40, and then when I get home I reveiw lines/ eat/ watch Jeeves and Wooster.
For those of you who haven't seen/read any of those books or movies, watch this... :) It's amazing!

Haircut!

I got a haircut today! Allie came with me. Here are some pictures! :) Notice how it sticks up at the top. The lady razored parts of it. I had songs from Sweeny Todd stuck in my head the whole time.

Rehearsal.

Yesterday, before rehearsal, I took a class on improvisation with Kathy Williams. We played some games and did some senses type stuff. I had to be in the younger group, because I'm not yet fourteen. My friends Ellie and Shaun were in my group, so it was okay.
I've done NO dancing yet, which is weird/good because I'm not the most talented in this area. I prefer acting.
My head hurts from a too-small hat and a straight hour of bouncing for the song Rock Island. Tom (the director) finished teaching me how to play poker, which Alex (Harold Hill) had begun teaching me last week.
For those of you who have never seen The Music Man, here is a video.


You can see why I was bouncing.
I'm one of the guys playing cards.
Our show will be better than this one though, because not only is our Charlie Cowell a guy with cornrows, I'm in it!:p

Everyone is fond of owls. Right?

See, this is why people like owls. They kill you if you don't like 'em. It's a conspiracy. If I go missing and/or am brutally murdered in my bed, you know why.
That's the price I must pay for reveling the sad truth about owls.
Info on conspiracy: all in a user-friendly animated song!




Oh. My. Gosh.
THIS is the meaning of life.
It's not love, or happiness, or whatever else they tell you.
It's not even 42.
It's Rhinos. Who have one tail four feet twelve toes.
My life is complete.

Wrocking with Corrie!

Me and Corrie went to see the wrock concert in Apex, but we only got to see the first band, And the only song I liked was "Dumbledore's gay, but that's O.K.," although "Trever the Toad" and "I wanna go to Honeydukes with you" were pretty decent. It was really hot, and I don't know HOW the people in cloaks were not dying of heatstroke. I bought a sweet pair of socks there.
For those of you who were wondering what wrock is, it stands for wizard rock. It's all Harry Potter themed music.
I am the epitome of geekyness.
So now I'm immersing myself in Draco and the Malfoys music.
"My dad is rich!
And your dad is dead!
My dad is rich and your dad is dead!
My dad is rich!
And your dad is dead!
My dad is rich and your dad is dead!"

My book!

People always ask me what the plot of my book is, so I'm going to post a summery, as well as some basic stuff about the four main characters, and, just because I'm feeling nice, a paragraph from it.

The title is... drumroll, please... Children of the Stones.
At least until I can think of a better one.

So. The plot.
Thomas, Charlotte, and Marco are staying in Amesbury, England for the summer, and they meet Mary, who lives there. They go to Stonehenge, where they meet an old man who tells them that, using the stones of Stonehenge, you can go back in time. Then he tells them that the four of them need to go back in time and collect a key from each time, so that they can lock the final stone "door", to prevent the "darkness" (original, huh?)from getting out. The darkness would come from the only door that leads to future. (actually to the apocalypse.)They go back to nine times, The Salem Witch trials Ancient Egypt, Pompeii, MLK's death, 9/11, the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, Lincoln's death, the Chinese Pirates in the 1800's, and The Titanic.

The characters.

Marco Martin, 15.
Marco is a tall African-American boy, who plays football and dresses in only American eagle. He is very sweet and smart.

Thomas Johnson, 14.
Thomas is very short, with blond hair and gray eyes. He is very cynical and sarcastic, a bit of an idiot, and obsessed with seventies music.

Charlotte Johnson, 11.
Charlotte is Thomas's little sister, but the same height as him. She has strawberry blond hair, and is very shy and thoughtful.

Mary Morrison, 15.
Mary's Father is British, and her mother is from India. She is very dark with thick brown hair. She is very smart. She loves to read. Her favorites are Shakespeare, Balzac, and O. Henry. She also likes memorizing random facts and learning new words.

And here is a paragraph from the book!
It's from chapter one, when the four kids are hanging out and playing cards under a cherry tree. Mary is reading.

“Look, the king of hearts is the only one without a mustache.” Charlotte put her king on top of Marco’s seven. “And I win.” She took the pile of cards from the center of the circle.
“Did you know that the king commits suicide in the cards? This one has a sword through his head.” Thomas lay down his king in the middle.
“Elephants are the only mammal that can’t jump,” said Mary, looking up from her copy of Macbeth. She was leaned against a tree, while the other three played an increasingly vicious game of war. “And the USA has never lost a war in which mules were used.”
“Nice, but what does that have to do with cards?” asked Marco, laying a king on Thomas’s. “War.”
“Yeah, there you are again, Mary, knowing things no one cares about. Doctor Seuss invented the word nerd, and I think it was for you.” Thomas dealt three cards.
“Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and
some have greatness thrust upon 'em,” she countered. Marco dealt his three.
“Do you really think knowing the correlation between wars and mules makes you great?” asked Thomas. “Because that’s not my definition of greatness.” Mary kicked him in the back, and he dropped his card. It was an ace. Marco’s was the two of spades. “I win. That’s true greatness.”


It's not my best, but I think it's pretty good.

I was in the paper, Holden rocks, and my not-broken finger.

A few days ago I received the news that my Music Man character, Clarence Dunlop, is no longer Clarence Dunlop (the twelve-year-old) but a twenty-year-old farmer named Clarence something-or-other. I have a daughter, but it's a bit strange because my daughter Liliana is thirteen, and I doubt that there were many seven-year-old fathers in 1912. Kathy Williams thinks that Liliana might be my sister's child, or my little sister, but either way it involves at least two deaths and me being stuck with a kid. I also got a line!! I'm man #2. I get to shout at the mayor. There was a picture of all but one of the Rock Island salesman in the Daily Tarheel today, here's a picture and a link to the story. (I've circled myself in the picture so you know which one is me.)





http://media.www.dailytarheel.com/media/storage/paper885/news/2008/07/03/City/From-River.City.To.Unc-3387473.shtml


Tonight I went and saw Holden Thorp playing with his high school band "The Hang," which was pretty good. They only knew like seven songs, but that's seven more than I can play, so I was impressed. I'm thinking I need to get out my guitar and start learning one of the songs they played. It was really long, but good. (Free Bird, I KNOW you've heard of it.) I also want to learn how to play Bohemian Rhapsody. I don't know if UNC is ready for Holden to be in such a state of power, he was jumping around and singing and such.


Tonight I also got the pleasure of having my pinky finger examined by a doctor. It's not broken, like I thought it was, but it's bruised pretty badly and it hurts to bend it and to type. I had a pretty intense encounter with a feather, and know it'll be taped up until I can move normally again.