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Sep. 14th, 2010

Laurel Mucha

DWF Video from The Unexpected Showcase

This is a vid of the scene yamguitar and I did for The Unexpected Showcase. I'm disappointed on two counts: 1. It's always horrifying to see yourself on video from every blessed angle. I know I'm fat. I just didn't realize how much I'd taken on the shape of the Cantrell women. Attending a family reunion this weekend and seeing my elderly aunts and their figures also contributed to this. 2. I'm so actorly in it. Yam comes off a lot more natural. I don't know if this is the leaking effect that video always has (what's too small in the theatre is perfect for film and what's just right for the theatre looks like overacting on film) or if I'm just losing my chops for realism. Probably both but mostly the latter. Oy.

Sep. 10th, 2010

Laurel Mucha

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I turned down a job today. A job that would have gotten me somewhat through Christmas and would have been fun in a lot of ways. I turned it down because they wouldn't pay what I'm worth nor even what I've made in the past doing the same job at the same place. (Frankly, I was a little insulted.) I've been agitated about it all day. Probably because of this concept of "worth." Actually, this is the second such conversation I've had to have this week. The other was yesterday and didn't involve walking away but rather clarifying my personal goals to someone I already work for. That ended with no guarantees of getting what I want and feel I deserve, but a lot of "I appreciate your position"s.

I keep telling myself to "be a man." I'm a feminist, make no mistake, but girls are not trained to demand what they're worth and when they do they're often punished with a reputation for being difficult. But, while I'm sad not to work with my friends during the holidays, it was the right thing to do. I work for money, after all, and this is business. Be a man, Ellie. Don't be insulted. Don't worry about upsetting people. Just state what you're worth and if they can't or won't do it, thank them for their time and walk away. Easier said than done... though I guess I've done it. It still leaves me restless and tense when I need to be nice and relaxed since we got a positive OPK today, too.

In other news, I started a very part-time, pretty low pay gig near the house today and I start teaching a new class Monday night. So, there are dribs and drabs coming in until the University deigns to pay its adjuncts.

Aug. 25th, 2010

Laurel Mucha

A Not-So-Special

On the one hand, Johnnie McCracken's Pub's specials sound like a great deal. Last night? All the beer you can drink and all the barbecue you can eat for a mere $10. They even offered four reasonably nice varieties of beer, New Belgians most of them.

On the other hand, the beer: flattish. My cup of Fat Tire was skunky, though I should say that others at my table seemed satisfied with their multiple cups. I was driving and heavily medicated for allergies, so one was the limit. I also didn't wish to try another one, though. Fool me once... Now, the "barbecue": a pan of lukewarm to cold, large-chopped very fatty pork sitting on a cold grill all night open to the elements (Hello, critters! Hello, health inspector!) and white buns. No sides. No extra sauce. No condiments. Later on when one of our company went upstairs to fetch the shelled peanuts they have everywhere for the taking, she was told she couldn't take them outside because she would make a mess. This woman is an adult, by the way, and we'd had peanuts at our table all night. On top of all that, our table was just under the door. If you do go there and sit on the patio out back, sit away from the door. Everyone going through the door ashes their cigarettes or shakes the swill out of their cups before entering and you'll be treated to a disgusting, impromptu shower.

It seems that the staff's view of these special events is that since they're practically "giving something away" that that something should be as crappy as possible. One the one hand, I understand that. Why put a lot of effort or grace into something you may be taking a loss on? However, presumably McCracken's reason for hosting these events is to gain new customers who are drawn in by the special and then wowed by the service, the food, and the drink. They made their money off me last night (one sandwich, one beer, blech) but they'll take a loss on any future visits I might have made.

I suspect they are trying to skew their clientele very young and drunken. The kind of patrons who care more about free beer and a beach ball -- did I mention the endless beach ball bullshit? -- than good product and good service. The barely legal girls standing on the benches and repeatedly "WooHoo!"ing seemed to think a lot of the place.

At least the company was good thanks to yamguitar , Scott, Gillian, and Dustin.

Jul. 4th, 2010

Laurel Mucha

Unnamed Anxiety

Jittery. Anxious. Don't know why. Maybe the sugary weekend after a week of South Beach Phase 1? Many lessons are being learned this week.

Jul. 3rd, 2010

Laurel Mucha

Fly away home...

When yamguitar and I first moved in to our house nearly two! years ago, we had a short-lived swarm of Asian Lady Beetles tromp through the place. Cut due to rambling and lots of idea photos.Collapse )


Apr. 18th, 2010

Laurel Mucha

I Need a Wood Chipper!

 For real. I know they are rentable but I wondered if any of you, gentle readers, might actually have one I could borrow for a weekend.

Message me or comment!


Mar. 19th, 2010

Laurel Mucha


 The oregano has sprouted! It looks like the tiny starter pots have fine, downy, green beards. 

In other news, a friend of ours and a fellow actor passed away early this morning after a struggle with cancer. He was only 48 and was truly one of the most interesting people I've ever met insofar as I was privileged to know him. 

Jan. 11th, 2010

Laurel Mucha

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 Happy belated birthday, [info]froofie !

Jan. 1st, 2010

Laurel Mucha

2009: Year in Review - LJ First Sentences

I'm feeling much better psychologically than yesterday which was kind of, um, scary isn't exactly the right word, but it's been a while since I smacked down like that, that hard. Stuck in the Middle of the Highway, a game from elementary school in which several kids occupy the swings on one of those long swing sets and begin to swing in opposition to one another. Sunday: Snow! Trying to be grateful... that we had the money to replace the window in my car that someone heaved a brick through last night. A girl, about 11, brilliantly intelligent, a genius perhaps, but a terrible student, who finds her intellect stirred not in study but in her own imagination and in the unseen world with which she communicates. So, tonight I'm whining to yamguitar tonight because I wish I was progressing just a little bit faster with my hoop (yes, the one I've only had about a week!) Entertainment Manager-On-Duty for the day. Spent most of yesterday shopping for NOLA clothes with yamguitar. I am actually, officially watching Grey Gardens, the documentary, all the way through tonight. So, I want to be a theatre professor. All I want to do is whine. I know things aren't so bad, but still... Needs to Wean off of Facebook.

Dec. 5th, 2009

Laurel Mucha

Needs to Wean off of Facebook


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