constant narrator

After a week of my workplace being in a moribund tizzy over the high possibility of being shut down by our VCs, the company that employs me appears to have secured a giant contract that will save it from near-death. I haven’t felt stressed out about this personally, since I’ve only worked here two months I would simply go back to being self-employed and the most irritating thing would be to re-up my health insurance. Everyone else around me, however, has been freaking out, whispering about polishing their resumes and how there still aren’t any tech jobs in Austin (which isn’t true). It’s things like this that remind me why I was self-employed for so long. At least when I’m on my own, all of the stress is my own. At a company, everyone else’s stress is ladled on as well and I think I’m out of practice dealing with the ambient Fear.

What the continued fundage does allow me to do is meet for the first time with my new financial advisor. I told Michael this week that I am a REALLY BIG DORK for being so excited about finding a financial advisor that I like. I’ve been looking for one for two years who didn’t give me the creeps. The first thing I found out about her was that she had saved up and traveled around the world for a year, so I figured she would be more down with the freak-life-itinerary. We meet on Monday, so I’m guessing I’ll come out of the meeting somewhat overwhelmed with Grown-up decisions to make. Luckily I’m in no danger of feeling like a grown-up, so it will be like dress-up and I’ll pretend and then things will happen and maybe someday I’ll have a house. I have to think of it that way, or otherwise I go bonkers.

I like typing the word “bonkers”. It’s very 70s.

Last weekend David Moses Fruchter hosted “Fruchtomania 2004″, which was his birthday party and talent show of all of his friends and family. It was a hoot! Hank knocked my socks off with a sexy-pants song with shockingly (SHOCKINGLY) homoerotic overtones about David, Johnny Blevins gave us some amputation humor while juggling, and Carlos and Steve stole the night with a terrifying sketch called “The Faces of David” where we all donned DMF masks and played DMF-John-Ashcroft and DMF-George-Bush and DMF- Polyamorous-Transvestite-Tax-Evaders looking to get married. It devolved into an all-DMF-all-the-time orgy with Marty (playing herself of course) walking in and saying “Oh Dave, not again!”.

Horrible. And wonderful! Later on the masks went to good use as we suggested that Marty sneak them into the bedroom and use one at the appropriate moment in bed. Yikes. The whole thing was awesome and David appeared to have a most excellent birthday. I haven’t laughed that much in ages.

The other fantastically creative shout-outs I wanna give are to dbauler who has been going to town on making and tweaking new instruments and boxes that shriek, and Kia who just had her Art School graduation show (which I’m sure was fabulous) and who has a guy from Sony after her to send him her portfolio. One word: ROCKSTAR. I got to talk to her this week and we goo’d on about her wedding this summer and I am happy happy that I will get to see her soon and stand up with her as she gets HOLY-MATRIMONIED to that sweet boy Michael.

Yay peeps, you all stoke my creative coals!

The 2nd Vaguely-Annual Strange Leisure Scavenger Hunt was this weekend. Marc has some pics up and I think some teams will share theirs soon. While there weren’t as many teams this year, the enthusiasm was great and plenty of nicely stupid stunts were performed. Bribes were received, sex noises were made, mojitos were drunk, cheese was protested and slip-n-slides were done naked. Bug now has a Reputation amongst his neighbors!

http://www.majcher.com/xhibition/images/2004_04_17_strange_leisure/

Abbie and Bug judge the winning “largest bra” entry:

The Strange Leisure Scavenger Hunt is returning this weekend. I’ve set up a small page (I’m sorry Condi Rice snuck into the page, I couldn’t help myself). We’re having an organizational meeting tomorrow. Two of the mandatory activity stops have been nailed down and they’re going to be a hoot! Bug and I had a good time looking at some other scavenger hunts’ web sites last night and getting ideas for hunt clues. Photographic evidence will be forthcoming. Come hunt, bring friends!

http://www.strangeleisure.org

So now that my choir season is over I have started rehearsals for a horrible-fun rendition of “Joseph and the Technicolor Dream Coat” that will be performed at Burning Flipside in May. Emerald is directing it and she and I and Audrey are singing the role of the narrator. It’s a lot of singing and a large cast and it’s extremely goofy and allows me some Rockstar moments which of course I eat up. It feels good to be a part of something silly and big. Emerald’s motto is “It doesn’t have to be good, it just has to be fun.” I can so get behind this. We had a narrators’ rehearsal last night and tonight is a full-cast rehearsal. Last week’s full cast rehearsal was the first and a happy surprise because all the boys who are singing the brothers’ parts are terribly enthusiastic, if not in tune! They dance around and holler “goat!” and “blue!” and are all super-cute. And of course, like all musicals, especially cheesy Andrew Lloyd-Webber ones, the music is insidious and fills my head day and night. Evil, but fun.