"I’ve read everything about her I could find, studied her scientific papers, and even walked the streets in Paris from where she taught at the Sorbonne to the apartment where she had an affair with her lover — hoping to discover just how breathless she might be when she got there. One day, I was shown through her lab at the Curie Institute, where a page from her notebook (written on the day she discovered radium) is hanging on the wall, behind glass. The young man showing me around the lab swung back the glass and held a Geiger counter up to the page — and it clicked like a tap dancer.
That click was, for me, the rhythmic pulse of Marie’s courage.”
I have this paranoid sensation that everyone is doing something super fun right now without me. Like, they’re either at an amazing meat eating party or they’re sipping cocktails on a roof or they’re walking through central park about to burst out into song.
I work in an upscale bordello in 1920’s Barcelona. Obviously.
No. I’m a lowly administrative assistant in a midtown financial firm. I should add that my boss only technically bought sheets for me. He gave me an Amazon gift card and I bought sheets with the money. I still can’t wait to tell the next boy I bring over that my boss bought my sheets for me. Because I seduce men by creeping them out.
Oh, thank God. I was beginning to worry that men didn’t notice how much ladies consider playing “typical mothers and girlfriends" as a real stretch for us and a true test of our versatility.
Pedrad also has some fabulous impressions, endearing characters and can play against gender, age and race. She also possesses ridiculous on screen poise, great comic delivery and can dance the shit out of everyone else in the cast (except maybe Taran Killam). She also excels when given straight roles in scenes. I think that’s what you were getting at.
Guess whose one woman show has a Test Drive spot at the Magnet Theater on July 24?
I’m just a tiny bit proud of myself right now. Not necessarily for getting the spot, but for not giving up on “Julie Bell on Julie Bell” after Geek Week. I’m following this through and honing it and stuff. It’s like I’m serious about comedy or something.
Some preppy bro just got our Bolt Bus driver to pull over in Grewnwich, CT so that he doesn’t miss a work meeting and get fired. Yeah, it must be a super important meeting. That’s why you have to go to it at 7:30 pm on a Sunday night in your jeans, Busch beer baseball cap and L.L. Bean backpack.
In case the Rapture does come and I am indeed left behind, I want to make the most of the time I’m stuck here before the Apocalypse comes on October 21, 2011. Here’s the stuff I haven’t done yet that I still want to do:
» Eat at Red Lobster
» Finish my historic mystery novel about a young Lord Byron solving the murders of his servants (when he may have committed the murders himself while sleepwalking)
» Finish my feminist fantasy novel about a young witch from a fictional universe who finds magical dresses that transport her to various times in our own history
» See The Hangover
» Fuck <Redacted Name No. 1>
» Tell <Redacted Name No. 2> he is an asshole
» Tell <Redacted Name No. 3> he is an epic tool
» Eat a deep fried snickers bar
» Go back to Picco and have as many adult ice cream sodas as I can until I explode
» Steal designer fashion
» Ride a horse through New York City
» Burn my elementary school down to the ground
» Kidnap George Lucas and make him watch as me and several other nerds piss all over his priceless possessions. Then we’ll leave him and say, “Don’t even think that makes us even for what you did to Star Wars.”
» Watch The Wire
» Try a drug that falls somewhere between pot and heroin on the scary drug sliding scale
» Wear a sequined jumpsuit
» Wear a cape everywhere
» Sing and dance on top of a piano
» Ride a moped
» Ride a camel
» Quit my day job
» Dance until I drop every night until I die
And that’s my to-do list if this Rapture comes. There’s more eating, cursing and making out than what’s on here, but I figured that was implied.
“There is going to be an event so traumatic in our finale that there will probably be school closings on Friday and black sheets will be hung from the windows of tenement buildings across the nation. I think urban areas will shut down their transit lines at the devastating effect of what goes down in our finale.”—
I always forget something when I’m packing for trips (I’m going to a wedding tomorrow). Usually it’s a toothbrush or contact lens solution or deodorant or something else you can buy in a drug store.
I forgot to pack my denim skirt. The denim skirt I was going to change into for the bus ride today and wear on Sunday. The denim skirt that I was going to wear the whole weekend when I wasn’t wearing my cocktail dress.
“What would you do if you weren’t afraid?”…Don’t let your fears overwhelm your desire. Let the barriers you face—and there will be barriers—be external, not internal. Fortune does favor the bold, and I promise that you will never know what you’re capable of unless you try.”—
There was so much I wanted to quote from this speech, but this is what is sticking with me the most. Tonight I was afraid to do something—because I was afraid of failure—but I did it anyway. I’m beginning to realize that my entire life is about being terrified and overcoming it to do amazing things.
Oh, how I wish I were a 6-12 year old girl who could sing right now. Who didn’t want to be in Annie? Or to be Annie, a plucky orphan whose charm gets her out of her horrible life and into the charmed life with Daddy Warbucks? No wonder they’re rebooting it now, in this economy. And I agree with EW, where is the reality show to cast Annie? Maybe because it’s kids it’s not such a good idea, but I’d watch it. I’d feel a little bad about it, but I’d watch it.
In the absence of a reality show, has anyone else ever seen Life After Tomorrow, a documentary about women who were in Annie on Broadway, in the touring show, or in the John Huston movie? Showtime aired it and apparently it’s on Hulu. Sarah Jessica Parker is in it, since she played Annie on Broadway - see the pic they used in the EW link:
The most notable failure of the documentary is that they didn’t get an interview with Aileen Quinn, who played Annie in the movie version, or Andrea McArdle, the original Broadway Annie. They do have Kristen Vigard, the girl who was hired to play Annie and fired during the previews, right before they reworked the show and went to Broadway, and it’s clear it was traumatic for her, having missed the Annie boat.
But it’s interesting, especially if you’re interested in child stardom and life afterwards - obviously there’s only one SJP in the bunch; not everyone continued their acting careers, but there’s Alyssa Milano and Molly Ringwald (although I don’t think either of them appear in the documentary), soap stars and MSNBC anchors. As they state, there aren’t a lot of Broadway shows for a bunch of 14-year-old girls who have outgrown playing cute orphans, and a lot of them had trouble adjusting to post-Annie life. They had inter-cast rivalries and they didn’t have the same protection that child actors have now. They talk about working in the then-seedy Times Square and going to Studio 54 (at ages 7 to 12! SJP’s like, “I don’t know where my parents were but I was there!”), roller-skating past addicts, and working with Broadway’s gay men in the rise of the AIDS crisis in the early 80s.
And they can all still do the dance to You’re Never Fully Dressed Without A Smile.
This reminds me of when I was a little girl and I read in The News Journal* that there were open auditions for The Wizard of Oz in New York City. I begged my mom to let me go. She very carefully said, “That’s a really hard song to sing, Meghan.” “But I can sing it! You say I’m a beautiful singer!” And she said, “Yes, you are a really good singer, but that’s a really, really hard song to sing. You have be exceptionally special like Judy Garland was. How about you go pick out a book from the Scholastic catalogue and we’ll look into theatre classes at the Center for Creative Arts, huh?”