some of you may know that i am in a choir in Boston.
some of you may know that it stresses me out.
that I joined looking for an artistic outlet, but really just ended up being frustrated.
so, finally finding my feet in boston, i started looking again.
on the first try I found it.
I am a proud new member of SouthCityTheatre, a small theater organization that uses scripted and improvised material to produce socially relevant, original and honest theater.
Seriously, yo. Life turned around dramatically.
Michael Barker: thank you for never letting me quit Harriers.
Mitch Bugajsky: thank you for taking me to see the Neo-Futurists
Dereck Blackburn: thank you for putting up with me around the house while I was pissed off that I didn't have any artistic outlet.
Chris Ashworth: thank you for doing ensemble theatre with me. now, I'm really in training.
Zsa, Jen, and Laura: thank you for being my ladies
Okay. sleep now. more talkie later. this will be cross-posted to caucus.
love,
megan
dereck was walking me to the T stop today. Kendall Square. We walk through a big Marriott Hotel on our way there. Today, we were walking through and I saw a man, shortish, with brown peppered hair, in a long coat walking towards us. I thought to myself, gosh that guy looks a lot like...
"Mayor DALEY???!" says Dereck to the man as he pans the man's face breezing past.
"Yes?"
"What are you doing here?"
And the conversation continued. Him, in town to receive an award for city planning and architecture, and do some recruiting, us, grew up in Kankakee (the fact of which was met with an "Ohhh.." of realization of why strange, slightly bumbly young couple stopped an important politician in a Cambridge Marriott.) And then both had to go.
He was nice. Lovely, even. Polite and interested in what we were doing there. No wonder his family has been running Chicago for 80 years. They're nice people.
What a surreal day.