So I just read on that new fangled invention ,the internet, that the earth is running out of the lightest element on the periodic table and the one that is the most fun: helium. Thats right kiddies, the gas that balloons pass is on its way out to greener pastures. "Why should I give a shit Nick," you ask? Well I don't really know but it got me thinking (or drinking....whichever). If the element that gives millions of kids and adults with mommy issues joy is leaving the planet, does that mean there's just a little less happiness in the world? Stupid pompous fucking question to ask but it just kept going around and around in my head. No more balloons. No more sucking the air out to get your voice to sound like a chipmunk. No more helium. No more fun. Then I realized that no Nick thats just stupid. There will still be the same amount of fun but it will just be in a different form. It will be in ipods and iphones and macbooks and bikes and all sorts of other things. But most of all it will still be in human beings. So I guess the point to this stupid little puddle of thought is that we only got ourselves to keep us nice and happy. So yeah. Sorry you had to read all that. Lets move on.
The Odd Couple by Neil Simon has officially ended its tenure at the Dean College School for the Performing Arts. It was great having friends and even some family come to see me and the rest of the talented cast and crew do what we love to do. I'm already sad to see it go but I'll have Producers filling in that little hole (thats what she fucking said).
Its good to know you have good peeps in your life and baby I got a shit ton.
I've noticed i'm just not good at writing coherently so sorry if this sounds like just a mess.
Tune in next week true believers. Same Nick time. Same Nick channel!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
"INCEPTION!!!"
Writing to you now while buried under a veritable mile of snow, nestled deep within my temperature controlled bunker, entrenched in an ocean of blankets, surrounded by a forest of canned food, wrapped up in a gaggle of surplus survival equipment I bring you, the reader, a blog of astounding proportions!!!
Damn right I work in advertising.
Winter refuses to relinquish its deathly grip upon our New England lands and I for one am fed up with seeing nothing but grey and white. Yes, I know I said a few blogs ago how I liked how the snow made everything look cool. But fuck that noise. I was drunk anyway! I'm tired of this shit!
Also Odd Couple is in full swing. We open in two weeks. I will be happy to have a live audience and also grateful when the final curtain goes down. I've never had a character take over my life the way Felix Unger, the neurotic obsessive compulsive depressed news writer, has. My director, Craig, always says that the script works on an actor and eventually starts to creep into their real life. I've always found that to be true to varying levels depending on the role. Its interesting and sometimes alarming to find yourself saying a word the way your character would or even physically moving differently than normal. Usually I can keep these lapses in reality to a tolerable and fun level. Not this show. Felix is one potent character and I've noticed the toll its taken on me this semester. My thoughts are much more manic and melancholy. This probably helps explain why I had a case of the blues during winter break. I've had the script since december and its been burrowing inside my head for two solid months. Just like Inception! The script planted the idea in my head and now its taking hold. Woah snap. In the show, Felix is getting a divorce from his beloved wife, Frances, who he seems to absolutely love and hate all at once. I've been trying to carefully keep that part of him far away from my love life. Its been hit and miss on that front. Rereading all of this makes me sound like some kind of deranged loony who needs happy pills but other actors who perhaps read this will know exactly what I'm talking about. I need to start practicing leaving my work on the stage. Bad bad nicholas!
Thankfully, after this show I'll be playing a smiling happy fun loving homosexual hippie. Wait. Homosexual?! Oh shit.
Damn right I work in advertising.
Winter refuses to relinquish its deathly grip upon our New England lands and I for one am fed up with seeing nothing but grey and white. Yes, I know I said a few blogs ago how I liked how the snow made everything look cool. But fuck that noise. I was drunk anyway! I'm tired of this shit!
Also Odd Couple is in full swing. We open in two weeks. I will be happy to have a live audience and also grateful when the final curtain goes down. I've never had a character take over my life the way Felix Unger, the neurotic obsessive compulsive depressed news writer, has. My director, Craig, always says that the script works on an actor and eventually starts to creep into their real life. I've always found that to be true to varying levels depending on the role. Its interesting and sometimes alarming to find yourself saying a word the way your character would or even physically moving differently than normal. Usually I can keep these lapses in reality to a tolerable and fun level. Not this show. Felix is one potent character and I've noticed the toll its taken on me this semester. My thoughts are much more manic and melancholy. This probably helps explain why I had a case of the blues during winter break. I've had the script since december and its been burrowing inside my head for two solid months. Just like Inception! The script planted the idea in my head and now its taking hold. Woah snap. In the show, Felix is getting a divorce from his beloved wife, Frances, who he seems to absolutely love and hate all at once. I've been trying to carefully keep that part of him far away from my love life. Its been hit and miss on that front. Rereading all of this makes me sound like some kind of deranged loony who needs happy pills but other actors who perhaps read this will know exactly what I'm talking about. I need to start practicing leaving my work on the stage. Bad bad nicholas!
Thankfully, after this show I'll be playing a smiling happy fun loving homosexual hippie. Wait. Homosexual?! Oh shit.
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