tonight's show. come rain or shine...

rain

the show WILL go on.

background image via its all make believe

two people will fall in love and attempt to run away together.




if there is no rain...we will perform outside (as scheduled in memorial park {800 east and center street} at 7 pm).

however, if the sky opens up. head to the BYU campus and find us in the HFAC. there will be signs (or people) showing you where to go. (and we'll wait for you).

if you're unsure whether we'll be at the park or on campus, check my twitter for a up-to-the minute update (of sorts).

growth.


my first year of college was. really. fun.


and i'm not talking about the classes.

i had this lovely and gorgeous group of girl friends and the fourth-year-boys seemed to take us under their wing (as fourth-year-boys tend to do with first-year-girls).

i remember getting dressed up in ridiculous outfits. parties where far too many people were crammed into far too small spaces. and many, many late nights.

nights where five am found us hailing gypsy cabs. where we were greeting the sun before crawling into bed. where breakfast at 7 am in the nearest diner became the last meal before sleep.

and then. life. happened.

and i spent one too many nights in a strange diner. and one too many nights playing video games until 4 am. and one too many nights on someone else's couch.

and so i began to protect my nights and mornings. hold them close to me. guard them with something akin to a vice grip.

and so it went. for quite some time.

i'd leave parties early. pay extra for solo cabs. choose not to go at all . but always, always, cross the threshold to my own bedroom (alone) and breathe in the sweet air of solitude.

so when i came here i was determined that i might find my own space. nothing was of greater import.

and then i arrived. and the room was small. and so damn white. and i started to cry on that first day. hard.

but with a floral bedspread. and a silver lamp from wal-mart the tightness in my chest began to loosen. and the room became home (or some version of it). and i survived my two months there. and i really do mean, survived. nothing more glamorous than just surviving. and then my contract ran out. and i found myself homeless (or some version of it) in provo.

and then miracle of miracles, new friends took me in (like the stray that i am).

and my privacy was shot to hell.

i find that i'm now living in something akin to an actor's commune. we all cook food together. and video games are played until 4 am or 5 (yes, i'm back there). and i fall asleep on the living room floor. and there is no time to myself before bed, or upon waking, and the thing is, not only am i okay with that, i find it... delicious.

so delicious and sweet i can't tear myself from the living room floor to climb into my apportioned bed. night after night it goes like this.

and i feel like a first-year all over again. but better: wiser and fuller. and life is cyclical. forward-moving, but cyclical.

and this sleeping on the living room floor, this giving over of time and space feels like some kind of growth.

so there you have it. here's to you, utah. my deep thanks for the carpet on which i get to sleep, and the cool summer air i feel slipping through the screened windows.

come see free (outdoor) theatre. and bring a picnic!


rjpossible

so i'm in this little play.
and we open thursday.

and can i admit something?
i'm so excited.
and terrified.
but mostly excited.

we're performing all over provo and salt lake.
always outside.
and always free.

which means you just have to show up.
you can bring blankets. or lawn chairs.
and picnics!
can i suggest bread and cheese and grapes and snap pea crisps?
(because that is what i would bring).

i'd love for you to come.
i'd love to see some friendly faces.

and also because,
the thing is...

i think this production is gonna be pretty darn good.

and i think you'd really enjoy yourself.







this weekend's performances:

Thursday, August 12 200 S Main Street, Pleasant Grove, 7 pm


Friday, August 13 Memorial Park @ 800 E and Center Street, Provo 7 pm

Saturday, August 14 Provo Farmers Market, 500 W Center Street, Provo 12 noon

Saturday, August 14 Kiwanis Park, 820 N 1100 E, Provo 7 pm

Monday, August 16 Nielson’s Grove, 2000 S Sandhill Road, Orem 7 pm





find the full performance schedule here at our website: Utah Shakespeare in the Park

or friend us on facebook for updates!




ps: unsure of the original source of the base image. in other words,
it is not my own, but if you know who's it is, please let me know!

late night abandon.


fire in the hole


last night i climbed into bed, pajamas and all at the whopping-late hour of 10:15. when left to my own devices i find i'm a much better and healthier human being when i turn in early and rise much the same.

however after getting a call just five minutes later that promised adventure, i threw on some pants and an over-sized shirt in preparation for a trip up the canyon--the lure of a bonfire is just too much for me.

however, this morning i'm feeling old. staying out till 3 is harder than it used to be. and that much sugar, that late at night is bound to have it's repercussions. but in my defense the marshmallows were the size of small-children's-fists and who can resist that? and i so love to see them catch on fire.

even if i have to spend this week in sugar-detox, it was worth it.




ps: have you ever tried roasted starbursts? no? you must?! that is all i will say.