Tags: plays: queer soup: home

small girl in big world [_extraflamey_]

"because it is bitter -- and because it is my heart"

I was going to take a staycation after last spring semester and then I never did -- for reasons which seemed like totally good reasons at the time, though I can't remember what they were now. Cate said tonight that I should really take some vacation before it gets to after-spring-semester again. I suspect she is right.

I am also thinking about Advent, and feeling glad that I will have morning prayer every weekday morning (even though that also means I will need to be more conscientious about getting to bed every night at a time such that I can still get eight hours of sleep), and wondering what a good Advent discipline for myself would be.

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At Midway Studios tonight, there was a handwritten sign on the vending machine: "DRINKS ARE WARM; CHANGE IS VARIABLE" (I didn't have my camera with me and wasn't committed enough to take a picture with my camera phone. /typo correction)

thefourthvine posted her Yuletide letter. It includes the "Son of a Preacher Man" song -- which I was immediately excited about, but she talks about writing m/m fic about it, to which my immediate reaction was to feel like boys are boring, plus I use this song to tag my own preaching-related posts, so I think I really want a female involved in it, which then got me thinking of Queer Soup's "Home" [see tag].
Isaiah 9:6, blasphemy, family love

"I, the Lord of sea and sky, I have heard my people cry."

The faculty over coffee this morning were discussing belief in God and then whether religiosity really has been shown to prolong life. I felt like I was home listening to my dad and was sad I could only catch snippets of the conversation.

I'm on the QueerSoup mailing list and got this this morning:
On the evening of February 19th, Queer Soup will present a one night performance of "Home" nominated for Best New Play (Small Theater Division) by the Independent Reviewers of New England!

The one night performance is a fundraiser for our upcoming educational tour to raise awareness about transgender and queer identity issues. "Home" delves into a family whose faith is rocked with the death-bed revelation that the minister’s grandfather was born biologically female. The Boston performance will raise the necessary funds to cover the show’s touring expenses as Queer Soup is dedicated to performing regardless of the venue’s ability to pay. "Home" will be performed at the Boston Playwrights’ Theatre on Monday, February 19th, 2007 at 7:30 PM.

Tickets are a suggested donation of $20 and can be purchased at the door or by placing a reservation. For reservations and information, please call 617-824-4297, or visit http://www.queersoup.net/.
Long-time readers may recall that I've attended both the staged reading and full production and endorse the show.

Also, weirdness, I was Googling for "The Naked I" (to see if I could find if it is on tour anywhere) and found this essay; so weird to think of Shep as "Simon."

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Learned during proofing today, GrammarBook.com says, "Sometimes sentences are meant to trail off. Use ellipsis marks without any ending punctuation in this situation."
hipster me

"warm skin, wolf grin, and where were you?"

[Advent day 14 - Saturday] Luke 2:4-7
4So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. 5He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. 6While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, 7and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
Had a weird/interesting dream about being drafted as a WWE writer.

There was lack of plowed/shoveled sidewalks walking to the library at noon -- and I purposely went via Washington rather than Winslow.  I disapprove.

I'm going to Foxwoods Sun. Jan. 22.  Yeah free booze.

I went to the Ansel Adams exhibit at the MFA.  It was okay.  It was so crowded (and dude, how many tickets do they sell before they consider a time slot sold out?) that you basically had to literally wait in line to see the images -- and sometime it was unclear which direction a line was moving in, which was particularly frustrating.  One of his most famous ones is Moonrise, Hernandez, New Mexico which I hadn't seen before, but it's also one of the larger ones, so I would have liked to move around it a lot but I felt rude doing so since of course a slew of other people were also looking at it at any given time.

I also spent about an hour going through other parts of the museum.  One painting I saw was inspired by a line from Boccaccio's Decameron -- "Bocca bacciata non perde ventura / anzi rinnova come fa la luna." (The MFA's translation went something like "Lips once kissed lose not their freshness. It always returns, like the moon.")

Kate called me randomly, 'cause it had been "eons," "decades," over 2 months since we had last spoken.  And I called Ari.  Yay people.  Though I'm like, "I have nothing to say" when I call people, even though I do wanna talk to them.

For dinner, I got a pinto bean burrito at Qdoba and didn't hate it.  Go me.  And See's Candy was giving out free samples.

Apocalypso!
an offbeat, loving story of the holidays: parties, presents, friends, family, barflies, crippling depression and feelings of inadequacy. Plus the end of the world.
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Queer Soup is doing Home Jan. 14-Feb. 4!  I absolutely must go. Company?

Oh, taking a late train home.  Always interesting company.  Last night's installment featured tiny drunk white girls "jammin' "

Inside the train car there was a poster for a movie (Country Boys? tagline was something about "finding out who they are and who they could become") and the main picture was a view from the back of two boys walking along a railroad track and someone had scrawled "no walking on the tracks" on the poster.  I was happified.
no one can stop us now

Home: a staged reading

Way to go Green Line having stops like every block. The Boston Playwrights' Theater is right across from the Pleasant St. B Line stop.

Anyway, the play itself.

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"It's a messy world. Help us find home."

And when we've gone a million miles
Made true our dreams with sweat and bone
After we've built it up with our bare hands
Made strong a place we can call home