Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Great Night Tonight

So all day today we have towork with some actors the school shipped in to act out the scripts we wrote yesterday (adapted from The Man from the South). They were good people, very nice, knew their stuff, great actors on the fly, and gave feedback. Ours was the last group, so we had a few hours before we could really work with them. We went back to my place (it's very nice, apparently, by student standards) and blocked out the scene mostly, then broke for a couple of hours because we could. I cleaned the kitchen and played a level of Halo. I love Halo. Then we met back at the school - actually, I went back to the school, was told someone had taken the cleaver so I had to run back home to get a knife, only to return and find TWO cleavers on the set, making me breathless and displeased - to shoot our scene. Being the last group and having to give the actors a chance to go to the refectory before acting meant we were crunched for time. I was director, which only happened because I'd been on a set before, so I was barking orders, making calls that maybe shouldn't have been mine to make, and basically being the loudest American I could be. We got done on time and afterwards the actors seemed very pleased with the way it went, the other people in our group seemed pleased, the overall director seemed very eager to leave, so I think it went well. The actors, one other person in my group named Joe, and myself went to the student bar for a drink after, and we just hung out for a bit. It was a very short bit as they were closing the bar very early that night because they're jerks. So I'm sitting with a troupe of four actors, ages 30-60, another Pro Writing student, sipping alcohol and listening to violent dirty stories, and y'know what? I made the right choice. I'm glad I'm here.

Tonight's Porn Night at some bar. I'm not entirely sure what that entails, but popular belief at the house is that you are almost guaranteed to leave with a date for the evening. Works great on paper, but in practice???? Not tonight, I need sleep more than anything.

3 Comments:

At 3:22 PM, Blogger podslave said...

I love your blog! Keep writing! I need to know what Porn night is. I understand the need for sleep, but if there is another Porn night and you don't go... i'm gonna be pissed. And you don't want a pissed Bethany now do ya?!?!

 
At 1:00 PM, Blogger Ryan Walsh said...

Porn Night is a night where you go to a pub dressed as a stereotypical porn star. The evening is supposed to end like most porns do. It still seems highly suspect, but supposedly it delivers on its claims. It's a once-a-year thing, I hear, so I may have completely missed out. If it happens again, I'll attend.

Willowpest, are you calling me fat???

 
At 5:29 PM, Blogger Duncan Heaney said...

I went to a Porn Star Night Once.
I came home with a girl who looked like Ron Jeremy.

Food for thought.

 

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