one outta two’s not bad

Last night, Don (my theatre co-conspirator) and I took in our second play of the weekend. Beth Henley’s Crimes of the Heart was staged by Wild Wimmin ETCetera Theatre Company, a local community group focused on women’s theatre (what ever the hell that means). Ugg… it could best described as an “after school special” play. Three southern sisters overcome their troubles and grow stronger. Of course each has a life problem worthy of a “very special” Lifetime movie (whose titles would start “Not without my *insert noun here*). Plus the Southern accents threw most of the cast. Lot of flubbed lines.

Now that we’ve just about set a date for the plays that I’m working on I’m starting to get concerned about their quality. Especially since I’m directing them. I just want to make sure that we’re offering the best product possible (better than what I saw last night). I’m pretty sure that we can, but I wish we were further along. We have a rehearsal tonight so I’ll have a better idea about the condition of things after that.

Actually, I’d sorta have to agree with this one (out of all the choices). I always dug Indy…

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ohh, about that new look…

For those of you who remember way back when I put out a call late last year for potential new looks for me. As promised I carefully reviewed all of them and then reinvented myself. So without further adu, for those of you who don’t live in Rochester, here is the stunning tranformation:

Now I’m sure you’re thinking the same thing everyone in Rochester has been:

what’s different?

Well first of all the glasses. Second of all the pose, the places the pictures were taken, the clothes, and… umm… *sigh* not much else. So what happened you ask. I was really planning on changing my hair. But when the hairdresser said she thought I looked good with long bangs I lost my nerve. Actually the hair does look much better. And since the cut Jenny had a talk with my hairdresser (who also does her hair) and I’ve been told that the next time I go in things will be different. I’ll keep you all updated.

in other news…

I finally saw something good at Geva, our local pro theatre. They are performing Richard Dresser’s Below the Belt, a great absurdist look at Corporate Life. The acting, blocking, sets and presentation were great. The play is good, though I think the second act is kinda weak and the end is a cop-out.

What I don’t understand is why Geva is charging $25 for the show. The tickets are way to expensive for a project that is supposed to get younger types interested in attending the theatre. You can get rush tickets to their mainstage productions for far less. The neXtstage (were we saw the production) is supposed to be the “hip, young, edgy” theatre. That being said the plays they choose are tame (and typically boring) and the average age of the audience was 50 at best. They don’t seem to have the guts or the wherewithal to stage any stuff by famous playwrights whose work they wouldn’t put up on their main stage due to content. Sigh… ok, I covet their resources and facilities. We (being the Exact) could just do a better job with running it (or at least in my twisted mind I think we could).

meet lil’ matt

Yea! Thanks to Jenny I have a cool cartoon version of myself! Everyone, meet lil’ Matt (he’s a lovable scamp, just like me). lil’ Matt, meet everyone. Other than being really self indulgent, our new friend is going to serve a purpose on this blog. I’ve got a lot of great stories about my past adventures (that can translate as “stupid things I’ve done”). When ever you see lil’ Matt on the blog, he’ll be here to share one of those tales.

In other news, my brain has been ruined by pop culture. I’d like to formally request that everyone stop referring to Valentines Day as “V-Day.” In today’s world V-Day is a very different, ummm, celebration(? I guess) and conjures up things I’d prefer not to associate with Valentines Day. As for my Valentines Day, it wasn’t too bad. I got a lot accomplished at work. Made some progress on this web page and the left over dishes from the party. And then ended the evening in the most masculine way possible: red wine, long bath, and good book.

author’s note #1: God, I’m such a chick at times. Yes it was a bubble bath. Vanilla scented, thank you. No I didn’t buy the Bubble Bath myself, it was a gift…. Grrr… Ok, for the rest of the month all the posts are going to be about red meat, martial arts, sweat, blood, cars, knives, guns, and sex, sex, sex in hopes of regaining some semblance of male pride.

author’s note #2: Sorry for making you good readers think of me naked (agghh! I did it again). My goal on zee blog is to entertain not nausiate. From here on all discussions of me in baths (agghh! again with the pain) are right out. Unless of course you want to hear more…

Happy Valentines Day

make your own heart In honor of today I thought I’d share some wisdom I’ve gleaned throughout the years. So here are Matt’s Three Rules Of Men and Relationships (or at least the three rules of relationships and me… though I know that they apply to other folks as well):

1. While in a relationship every woman you meet wants you and is totally obtainable.
   

   example: Your walking down the street with your girlfriend. You spy a fine lookin’ woman and you think “ohhh yeah! She wants me. I could get her. But of course I won’t because I have this wonderful girl on my arm….”

2. Once out of a relationship women become these scary animals that travel in packs.
   

   example: A week later, after breaking up with your girlfriend you spy that same woman. Except now she’s surrounded by a group of friends and for some reason far more intimidating then when you last saw her. And everything about her that said “I want you, you big hunk on manliness” now says “don’t even think about it…”

3. The universe/God/gods/fate/Buddah/karma have a sick sense of humor that ensures that you will only stumble into love when you have given up all hope and have stopped looking. It’s also important to note that even if you internalize this, those same entities (in what ever for you choose) also know when you’re faking giving it all up and will send nothing your way. It’s just a cruel fact of life.

In other news: great martial arts class last night, I HATE UPS, and there is a new MP3 available to the left. I have more stuff to blog about than time to blog. Hopefully I’ll catch up soon.