Sharron's Webshow Episode 4 Part 1

Hey you three guys!!

Here is the latest!

I saw some movies..... I cooked some dinner.... I ate some salad.....

AND if that ain't enough.....

Well, just give it a look!

Sharron's Webshow Episode 4 Part Two

Here is part two.... oh... my kitchen still smells like Garlic!

So do my hands.... yummy and uggy at the same time.......

So below  is my list of tunes....

But Look at the video first!!!

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Song for You ...Donny Hathaway

If It's Magic .... Stevie Wonder

Girl From the Gutter....Kina Cosper

32 Flavors .... Ani DiFranco

Mr Bojangles ....Sammy Davis Jr. (Live Version...or Nina Simone Version)

Crying.....KD Lang

Dim All the Lights...Donna Summer

Fields of Gold... Eva Cassidy

I Can Never Take the Place of Your Man....Prince

Blackbird.....Beatles

Sharron's Webshow #3 Part One

So, I tried to do this in order so that it starts with Part One and then you scroll down and look at Part Two!!

Let us hope it works..... I did go to school for musical theatre after all so it could go quite wrong!

Thanks to you all for watching!!!!

This one is called .....

Parviti, Zits and that Bitchy Ballet Teacher.....

Sharron's Webshow #3 Part Two!!!

Hey Here is Part Two.... I tried to do this so it would be helpful with scrolling... let us see if it did.......hoped that the three of you who watched ....watched the Part One first.....Oh my goodness!!!

It takes soooo long to get this up here... I have been staring at this screen for two hours.... did I write that out loud?.....

Oh it's done!!!!

 

Episode 2 PART TWO Kung Fu, MacSteamy and Soup

Here is Part Two!!!

Scroll down to see Part one first!

Woo hoo!!!

Just watching 'Carrie' on afternoon TV.... it always scares me when she reaches out of the ground and grabs... what is that actress' name?..... Amy something... didn't she marry Steve Spielberg .... ug... I exhaust myself....

Webshow #2.... Kung Fu, McSteamy and Soup!

Here is episode number two part one...

I guess I got alot to say!

I hope to have a guest or two on the next one!

I am gonna evolve!!

Scary, eh?

Sharron's Web Show!!!! Episode 1

It is time to try a new medium!!!

I so dig my webcam....it is scary!

There will be guests and songs....everything really!

So excited!!!!

Stop the madness!

So, here I am on the web this fine Saturday morning... 

In the haunted house that I live in in Niagara.....

After going to see my sister in her highschool production ( she is the head secretary at Sir John A MacDonald in Hamilton... they use teachers in parts.... smart) last night..... 

The Sound of Music

Oh lord.... before we go any farther let us talk on how much I hate that freakin' show....

I REALLY do.... 

I have performed in it and seen it at least one

million times....

It may be that I exaggerate but it seems like it was that many.

This production was 3 hours long....

Oh my....

but my sis was awesome...

It is so great to see her onstage....she started doing these shows last year and I think she really gets a kick outta it.

She played a nun....

With glasses....

If you have ever had the chance to see 'Mean Girls' I am actually playing my sister... it is uncanny if you meet here ever...we look exactly alike...even though we are 15 years apart.

She is awesome...

Then I came back here to go the 'Dance Party' @ the George Theatre.

What fun!!!

They would never do something like that at Stratford.

I am not dissing them, Stratford, but ......they WOULD NEVER have an awesome dance party!

George and I lived there for 3 seasons... George worked... I watched.... two wholly different perspectives.

I love it here at Shaw.

It seems like a kinder, gentler place.

Anyhow..THE DANCE PARTY!

The Mac computers were all lined up in a row being manned by three young actors....

Andrew Bunker... and Torquil Campbell.... and a young man I have not had the pleasure of meeting yet... Graeme Sommerville.

They spun awesome tunes.... Stevie Wonder, Jimmy Hendrix and other old school stuff... I made Grey Powell go and ask for Madonna.... which he did with great embarrassment.... but didn't the dance floor fill when it came on..... Molly Jane Atkinson and I made our way to the dance floor and the great man who had the stage as his  dance domain.... the most excellent Peter Millard....invited us on up....

Well, who can turn that invitation down!!

We cut a rug!!!!

What an excellent night!!!

Then this morning... the ghost let us have a real sleep last night.... we asked her nicely....

I turned on the computer and there, on my rogers homepage, is a picture of a newly zaftig Kirstie Alley.

How can this still be news....

It is always news who dudes are fucking....

And how fat and skinny girls are.

It infuriates me.

As someone who has fought, is fighting and will continue to struggle with her weight it makes me mad, sad and sick to see.

Must we always be judged by the size of our hips.... and if so.... does a generous swell bring us up with a negative score!

I say fuck that!

In honour of that I will be launching a little webisode on Tuesday.

REally Sharron?

Yup....

Once a week on here ....

And everyday on Facebook.

I am excited and scared about it.

What will it be?

You have to tune in to see!

Hey All!

Holy Crap....

So I am trying a new medium all!

I am doing a video blog on Facebook.... I tried to do it here but it takes alot of time.... there I can just hit a button and Bob's your uncle.... I am on the web.... it can be a bit dangerous.... do you wanna see it?

Just go to Facebook and it is on my profile page under videos....we aren't friends on Facebook? ... no biggie.... just add me as a friend.

Holy poop.... it is like I am selling Facebook... it is pretty awesome!

And for those who do not like Facebook.... here is a little regular blog for you!

George and I are now in a little haunted house in Niagara.... and as I write that I hear a noise in the kitchen.... oh and another.... it makes me tense up a bit.... she likes the back of the house... oh fuck there it is again..... am I gonna make it here?

The house is soooo nice!!!

Just filled with spirits of dead people....

And just because I have no sense whatsoever... I am reading a book by a guy named Joe Hill.... it is a scary book..... I bought it before I knew that there were ghosts here and I will be damned if I will waste 10.99..... plus tax.

So.... I am just jumpy.

On a whole 'nother note......

It was with a sigh of relief that I got on the bus to come here, I have to tell you.

I finally am going to have a bit of a break after about one year of stuff straight!

I have loved all the good stuff but I am all pooped out from the plays and the party and whatnot.

I looked at the trees and the fields and I felt a great peace come over me.

I really needed that moment.

This year has been  rewarding but also very difficult .... with George's Dad passing and Otto and various other things that have happened to me over the last year.

It has brought me to this time of reflection and breath.

I have been happy  and grateful for the great blessings  that I have received, the work and the Dora's....oh and my award from Sheridan College... who knew?..... oh and the continued love and support of my dear George.

These things reaffirm to  me that I am on the right path and to trust my heart keep on keepin' on.

I feel like after a great deal of searching and hard work I have had some small measure of success.

I have struggled to find my voice since I can remember.

I thought that maybe it might be musical theatre.... where I discovered my first triumphs.... where the kids in highschool who I thought were cool wanted to sit at my lunch table.

I felt accepted and drawn to do more.

But when,  at the age of 24 I did my first cabaret... I never wanted to leave the stage and cried when it was over.... I remember telling George a story I had written  for that, my very first show and he laughed.... wow... George never really laughs... I must be funny...... or something anyway.

All those years since then I have been writing and trying to find my voice in this world.... not just theatre... but the WHOLE world.

Wanna hear something strange?

Some don't like to see others search wholeheartedly for  their bliss.

And I believe that I have found it... at least the bliss that will lead me to the next and the next....I am hearing a voice that is my own and everyday I endeavour  to summon the courage to speak with it.

It sounds so easy... but it was a journey and a half to get to it.

And the greatest surprise to me is others reactions to that.

Some are so unfailingly supportive and helpful.

Others react a different way.

They gossip or spread rumours or just throw out negative energy .

It was a great shock.... that reaction.

I believe that we teach people how to treat us.

I am going to try and  be a better teacher.

Again.... it has been a hell of a year.

I learned to speak up... speak out.... look for love and help when I need it.... oh ya.... and not cower in fear.

That is a year full of lessons I will, no doubt, have to relearn... but I feel like I have had a kick at the can.... maybe I will do better next time.

 

My tummy, Shaw and Otto

Ohhhh Lord!

Since Otto passed it seems that I have an eating and drinking obsession.

I hesitate to use the word 'problem' because ...... well I don't want to.

I seem to be filling the hole in my heart with chardonnay and ketchup chips.

Ya know what?

Who the eff cares.... I am allowed to have that .... but I will drink Slim Fast for two weeks to get into my summer clothes... healthy, schmelthy.

So.... I still miss the little sweet pup that is Otto with a sadness that catches me by surprise and takes my breath away... but I find the days a bit easier and his life story a bit clearer.

It is easy to think that he was the same as ever until you really examine his life.

I had just convinced myself that he was going to be fine... oh the guilt I felt when it was all done was staggering.

But... you guys.... I saw him last night.... you can call me crazy... and eff you if you do... but I was reading and I saw a shadow pass by the door... Just about Otto height.... George thinks he was on his was to drink out of the toilet...Did you know that even though he always had a bowl full of water he loved to drink out of the toilet... but would not drink out of it if we came into the room... I guess he thought he was keeping it some sort of secret.... what a strange little guy.

George and I have gotten a house up at  Shaw this week and are going to spend the next 5 months up here.

We needed a change.

We are gonna rent out our awesome pad to some rich film person!!!

WOO HHOOOOO!!!

I hope they give a a billion dollars....

I do love it up here in Niagara.

It is peaceful.

George and I have had a fuck of a year.... we need a bit of peace.

I close Happy this week and then do the Party first... I have to say that I haven't been this excited about the Party in a while... I am jazzed!

So much to say... gotta go pick up my sweet from work with the fancy people!

Missin Otto, Fire alarms, pizza and Jack Daniels...

Well.

If that ain't a title to maybe peak your interest I don't know what is.

How effing gorgeous was the weather yesterday?

I rode my bike to the beaches and told Otto that he could run along side me cause now he didn't need the leash.

I could just picture him flying through the air beside me like he used to ..... before he had the two knee replacements.

I had my ipod on and had specifically put on all 'up' songs.... but I must have hit a sad title by accident....and it was a tune from Spring Awakening that is about someone passing and I actually had to pull my bike over and I put my hands on my knees and had a snotty, hard cry.

A nice man stopped to see if I was okay .

There are alot of dogs in the beaches.

And I was mentally trying to will them all to come and see me.

A little fat white terrier made a bee line for me, finally and I petted him.

I miss petting Otto.

I miss looking into his eyes and smelling his old man smell.

I miss watching his ears bounce as he walks down the street in front of me.

So, after two weeks of rehearsal and stuff we opened Happy last night.

I always find opening nights quite surreal.

I always get sick to my stomach ..... I always think that I am too tired to do the show.

And I am always surprised by all these feelings.

Alot of people who I hold very dear were there last night.

Vicki, Blythe, Avery ( yes you Ave... I know you are reading) Kevin, Ed, Edna, Alan, Shawn, Cathy amd Emilie.....

When I came out for the first scene... could see a Sharron's Bitch t-shirt in the audience....distracting but totally happy making.

It was a great house and I only eyeballed one of the reviewers...so that was good.

But it was a great night!!!

I always think that if no one gets severely hurt and most of the lines get said the opening went well.

I have really enjoyed this experience ... the cast is excellent...Sky is wonderful ....all of the crew are just fantastic....it has been a blessed experience.

Blythe got me my first drink and I didn't look back.

Patricia, who has worked at Buddies for years and years, kept giving me shots of Jack Daniels....let us keep in mind that usually I can handle a spritzer..... oh my lord... I was quite inebriated... I closed that place down and laughed... well.. I laughed.

It was nice to laugh after the week I had... I still felt some guilty but I think Otto was there and he understood.....I wonder if he finally came and saw what I did for a living.

I wonder if he sat in the front row and thought....this is what she has been doing when she is not at home?

So, Chris the lovely front of house man got me into a cab...

And I came in the house.....and George called and told me to take a motrin and drink alot of water and have something to eat.

So, at 2:30am I made a pizza.... well I guess there was some shit in the oven that was burning off... I was on the computer.... and the effing fire alarm goes off.

I am standing on a chair and fanning it... it turns off... but then ten minutes later it goes off.... IN THE WHOLE BUILDING!!!!

I go outside and all of the tenants are outside with there dogs and cats in carriers....and I see the firetrucks coming and I am terrified that they are coming to me.... all I wanted was a pizza.

Luckily they didn't come to me... but I am sure that was my fault....it was too much of a coincidence.

Oh what a night!

Like back when I was just young.

And new life begins......

I mean....forget her.....look at that nose......don't you just want to bite it?
I wasn't gonna write again during this week because I didn't want to share my day to day sadness with you guys.... I was afraid it might get exhausting but.....it is my day.
There are alot of things going on everyday....I am just happy to have the many blessings....ironically ....my job in Happy....my upcoming show...meetings for the Doras....and I have to tell you that I have been given many gifts from Otto ... but it is his parting ones that have truly cut me to the quick.
I always say to George at some point every month as I stop and have a few breaths from working that I have no friends.... I have people who I really need to spend more time with who I want to call my dear friends but since I have not had alot of time in the last ..... holy shit.... couple of years.... since I really started working on ' the party' in earnest .... I haven't had more than a moment to spare.... so the phone was my way of connecting.
Otto has always been my best friend.
Then when we let him go ..... I have had such an outpouring of calls daily and emails and texts..... I am just weakened by how lucky I am...Otto reminded me that I do have friends.... great and true friends who make sure that I am breathing and making it thru the day.
Thank you Otto.
Going to the theatre on Tuesday was more than I could almost bear....bare....oh fuck I don't know.....I just kept thinking.... if I get out of bed .... if I take a shower..... if I eat..... if I put on clothes.... if I get on my bike.....just one foot in front of the other....
Otto was everywhere I looked... reminding me to fill his water dish... reminding me not to open the front door too wide or he might run out...
and everytime I remembered I would feel weak....
Such a small being.... such a large place in my heart and mind.
But to the theatre I went for our first invited dress run.
How the fuck?
But everyone there was so wonderful to me even though I walked in and started to cry.
I just breathed.....
I am so thankful for this work... this show.
It is soothing and full of laughter.
That night I got home from the show ..... and as George is away in rehearsal I dreaded going into our place.
I stood out front on the street for 10 minutes with my keys in my hand just walking back and forth.
Then when I wheeled my bike in I called out my regular greeting of 'hey buddy, i'm home' ......the silence was so loud I broke down and when I came back to myself and turned on the light.... as god is my witness... a toy of his that we lost months ago was laying on the floor in front of his chair.... it was the first thing I saw.
Now, to be fair... I did do a big obsessive clean that day ..... but it was the first thing I laid eyes on when I turned on the light.
I believe... I so do believe in my heart that he was telling me that he is playing somewhere.
And he is here.
And with George.
He can be everywhere.
Just like Santa.
This morning I woke up with a tiny shred of peace....which made me feel bad .... like I was forgetting him.....then a dear friend called me and told me she knew how sad I was.... and that she had just had a baby boy last night.....
A beautiful soul transcends and another comes to show us the way.
I still miss you Otto.
I miss your stinky breath.

Otto Matthews-Masswohl, October 11th, 1993 - April 14th, 2008

Clinton's Ottobre Sinfonia

What a day.

George and I sit in front of this computer as sad as we have ever been.

We just cannot believe it.

We just keep expecting him to run into the bedroom although he has not run, as he does in my dreams, in a very long time.

He was just about to make his 15th summer.

Who knew a dog with two back knee replacements would make such a long and successful go of it?

How do you decide that it is time to let them go.

Logically, it makes sense.

But your heart?

Oh my lord.

I have always wanted a dog.

George always wanted a dog.

And then when George and I got together about  9 months into our courtship....yes it was.....we decided to get a dog.

When anyone tells me that they are gonna get a dog and they are less than two years together I say 'tsk' inside my head.

Thank god it all worked out.

It was meant to be.

Otto was the greatest.

He was sweet and innocent and he never hurt a soul.

He LOVED everybody.

He really did.

He loved people more than anything.

He came to us swaddled in a green and white striped towel from a place on Alexander Street.

Just across from where I spend my days rehearsing right now.

We actually brought him to the park beside Buddies this week as a bit of a lark....he was very sick that day.

Everything seemed so hopeful and young and innocent then.

We were young and new.... all three of us.... full of hope.... and he was full of poop.

He went with us everywhere.... he was so permanent a fixture in our old white Honda Accord that he busted the fabric on the middle of the seat.

He used to rest his head on the armrest during car rides.

He lived in PEI, Vancouver.....he actually saved me from being attacked in the crappy neighbourhood we were living in.... we gave him a steak.....he also lived in California, Calgary and went on countless Les Mis and Showboat tour destinations.

He was sweet we love him.

We miss him.

We were so lucky that he came to spend his life with us.

We had the great honour of looking into his sweet, sweet, slightly milky, brown eyes as he went to his final puppy rest.

WE Love You Otto.

We will miss you forever and there will never be another like you.

I hope you watch over us from beyond as you did in life.

We are devastated at your passing.

We are jubilant that we were kept company by you for such a great length of time.

We shall never be that innocent again.

I have already seen you quickly out of the corner of my eye.

Love Mommy and Daddy

Oh lord!

I miss vacation already....but if you click the video of the palm trees underneath the sweet puppy you can see what we saw~

It will never ..... never be summer!

It effing snowed today...made me want to hit something with my booted foot.

But, still, I have been riding my bike back and forth to rehearsal....

Home at lunch to take care of sweet Otto.

He is my schnauzer.... he is 15 years old....and he is sick.

It makes me sigh and it makes me just ......

He is the best dog....

He has humped some of the best legs....

He has foraged from the garbages of some of the best homes...

He has dipped his paws in both oceans....

He has pooped on both coasts....

He has peed in almost all of the states and provinces.... Can't say how happy they were about that in Tennesse....

He had the runs there.....

His lovely presence in our lives has always figured in our decisions about whether to take jobs or not....

It even was part of our decision to move...

People have made fun of us because of that........

I say....

You don't know what it is like to know Otto...

We are laying together on the couch and eating carrots and watching the Notebook with Gena Rowlands....

For the record, we thought we wouldn't but, Otto and I both cried... we think that movie is sad.

 

SPRING IT!

Oh lord, I am so happy that it is spring!!!!

I just cannot take another effing snow storm.....

NO!

This is for Avery who said 

"Why the heck have you not written on your blog?"

I want to put 'fuck' back in that line instead of eff but Avery would not talk that way.

He is not potty mouthed!

Speaking of Avery I went to see the opening night of his first show for the Harold Green Jewish Theatre!

Rose starring Lally Cadeau....

George could not go because he was sicky.... so there I was..... off to a straight play alone..... will wonders ever cease..... I was in the front row!

It was SSSOOOOOO Good!

Lally was spectaular..... she took us all to school that night!

Congrat Lally and HG Jewish Theatre!

So much has happened since my last Blog!

The Doras called....yes the actual award picked up the phone and gave me a ringy-dingy.....ah Lilly Tomlin where are you?.....

anyhow... they asked me to host!

Sharron's Party at the fricken' Doras!!

I am so excited!

I only started to minorly crap my pants yesterday!

What will all the fancy actors say?

Wait!

I forgot!

Who cares!!!!

What if my humour is a little musical and low class!

Excited again!

Oh and guess who is my guest on the Doras?

THOM~!!!!!

YEah!

George and I went to Mexico for a week.... we could not afford it but..... the day before we decided that we couldn't not afford it!!

That sounds wrong!

You know what I mean!!!!

We went to the only place where it was not raining... Puerto Vallarta!

We have been there 2 times already and kinda wanted to go somewhere new but when we got there we were sooo happy that was where we went!

Our resort was in Romantic Town....Old Town.....my favorite part...... GAY TOWN!

Yeah!!!!

George got picked up by a man whore and I got my boob felt up by a mariachi player!

FUN!

There is so much to tell you about that time..... we met a young man named Ken from Etobicoke who was on his own and he hung with us.... what a nice young man..... I wanted to help him find girls....and did!

Oh.... so much to tell you......we also hung out with an amazing couple name Lorraine and Doug!

She is a firey blond who knows how to party and tells a  good story and he is a suave man who plays the mandolin, who also knows when the time has come to pitch her favorite CD off the 8th floor balcony into the ocean.....so many stories!!!!

But to hear those stories you have to come to my celebration of the Doras and all things spring at the Diesel!

Sunday April 27th BABY!

8:00pm

Diesel Playhouse

SHARRON'S PARTY IS BACK!!!!

With the crazy and handsome Reza Jacobs on Piano....

Up and Comer Sara Farb of Edges fame....

And Headlining Guest???

Patricia Zentilli....

She was Audrey in Little Shop at Canstage

....

In the Jane Show and this season she was on Rick Mercer!!!1

Woo Hoo.....

I will tell all the stories!!!

Come on Down!

 I gotta go learn my lines for Happy.....oh did I mention Happy?

The show I am doing at Buddies that is written and directed by Sky Gilbert?

It is gooooooooood people!!!!

What fun I am having in rehearsals!!!

Gotta learn those lines!

Oh.... and are you exhausted yet?>>>>>>>>>>

I got new stuff on you tube!!!!

www.youtube.com/sharronpartygirl

Check it out baby!

Peace out!

Ever Been to Perth.....

During all of my chats with the 5 of you, I think that your numbers have increased, I have been remiss in telling you about my trips to Perth.....

Now here is the reason why.....

I was asked by an old and dear friend, Micheal, who owns Perth Manor in......Perth.....to come up and do an intimate Sharron's Party at his fancy place....and it is fancy....google it!.......of course, I said yes!

I went up there and the people were lovely and the place was.....also lovely.....

I was treated like queen and my audience was titilated and excited .....because you know how I am naughty....

I think Micheal was afraid the whole time that I was gonna say cocksucker....

Because the prominent people of Perth came out to see the show and I was trying to soften it up.....you don't want to cocksucker them right away....

you gotta save it up for a few visits.....

I put together a special show just for them and they loved it!!!

We had a great time.....and they were the tiniest bit naughty.....

And then Michael and David, his partner, would serve us the most beautiful breakfast on the patio the next afternoon..... not morning because the audience bought me a bottle of wine and I got the tiniest bit slosshed.

I went back up again a couple months later and did an outside Party....

There was a tent and everything.

A Barbra Steisand concert really and brought Thom as my special guest!!!

FANCY!!!

The crowd was bigger this time and more diverse.....from about 24 years to 70 years I would say......they laughed and I sang.....and I still didn't say cocksucker....

I am still saving it~

We finished off the night with a sing a long 'Over the Rainbow' that I will never forget.

The people there are just fabulous.....they bought me a couple bottles of wine and I had to be carried back to the house by George.....

Now here is the reason I never wrote about it!!!!

Michael said that he didn't want the world knowing the the important people of Perth were having the tiniest of naughty times!!!

So I didn't say.

Now I hear that the people of Perth are sad that they have been left out of the blog.

Well.....here you are people.

I am not going to name you ..... to preserve your privacy.....but know that I love you.....

especially the potty mouth lady who shares the name of the queen.

All my love to Perth.....

best,

Sharron

Bikram Still!!!

Yes, people I am still doing Bikram......

I am still mixin' it up in the hot yoga.....

I love it!!!!!

Paul McQuillan was right!

But don't tell him I said so.......

We wouldn't want him to get a bit head!

I am still doing my two person show with Georgie....

I am almost, ALMOST, having fun.....I still have an asshole the size of the head of a pin because my ass is so clenched from tension....

TMI?

We have one more week.

Funny place, that Orangeville...

It is a very lovely town.....

Picturesque one might say........

But ......

No....not but......

AND!

One night George, I and our awesome stage manager, Ms. Jennifer Jansen......you could add Lucas onto the end of her name as she is married to that lighting guy Steve Lucas....he did Wizard of Oz....and is awesome as well......

We went out to the Winchester Pub on Broadway....

For some reason it makes me chuckle that the main street is called Broadway.....

Just gay enough!....

So we go to this pub because every night I talk about nachos in the show and it makes her mouth water.....so we go for nachos....

So....it is jam night at the pub....

and the crowd is a mix of under-agers and guys who look like the drink OV beer and play slow-pitch....

ODD, non?

So, the first guy up is a black dude...who is going to wrap.....oh no....I mean rap....

like really rap....

His dad is waiting for him to start and and holding a handycam.....

Um.....where are we?

Then we glean pretty quickly that he is from a twosome called Triple Threat....

He says words like 'bitch' and 'pussy'....I think he is about 18 years old....

But not bad....but ten feet away from me.....way closer to the 'stage' is a dude who clearly likes his beer and shepards pie....oh and he also seems to be partial to white people.....

He has the hugest scowl on his face....and his group of six.....which contains a woman who's voice is pitched higher than the chipmunks......this group complains that this is a pub and they shouldn't play 'that kind' of music there.....

WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?

Oh my lord!!!

No really....not a word of a lie....

Jen and George and I are just agog....

It is about this time that I realize that I am spoiling for a fight....

A little fist fight never hurt anyone.....

I am pretty sure that I can take a couple people....

As I think this the waitress, who seems like she is about 16, tells me that I remind her of the chick from 'The Big Comfy Couch'...

Isn't she a clown?

I hate clowns!!!

That comment makes me want to fight her....

Jen is starting to egg me on......

THEN.....

A girl comes in the bar......late teens, early twenties..........a bit slutty....lets not mince words.....

She is up dancing to the jamming musicians, who are playing James Taylor for fricks-sake......and she is dancing alone!!

I see her looking our way over and over.....I start to get worked up that she is looking at George!!!!

Then she asks me to dance.....

REally?

Well....

Who knew?

Orangeville is a different place.

I am soooo enjoying our time there.....

But it is a bit unpredictable!

Finally! More YouTube, Baby!

I spent the better part of yesterday figuring this MAC out....but it was fruitful!!!

I finally edited some footage from the Christmas Party and it is on Youtube.....

It is always humbling to look at yourself at any angle for an extended period of time.....

But I am also looking ahead to editing the Brampton footage that I took.....

Oooh.

It is a challenge.

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EFF IT!!!!

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Holy Crap you guys!!!

I opened a two hander!

With my husband !!!!!

In Orangeville.

And for all of my very dear, concerned Orangeville people...... I apoligize that I may have shown the town in a bad 'meteorological' light.......BUT!!!!

People!!!!

We drove through, at least, 4 snow storms so far ......the most recent during which the show was sooooo heavy that every 10 minutes we had to pull over the clear the windshield wipers......IT  WAS THAT HEAVY!!!

REALLY.

And at one point George was looking through a clear spot on the window the size of a fist. 

But the funny thing is ..... we drove through one during which George drank a milkshake and only handed it to me when we started to slide......now we are all......OH, I DON'T EVEN NOTICE IT!

One of the fabulous tech people commented one day in rehearsal about how they like to look out the front window of their house and watch people get stuck in snow drifts....I mean REALLY!!!!

That is just wrong!

And this morning our dear hosts called us and told us we needed to get out and to work because the road was frozen....FROZEN.....then they proceeded to tell us that the best way to get out was to take a right at the end of the road and make sure that you didn't put your foot on the brake all the way.....and we would be fine.....god bless the awesome Darryl and Marilyn.......our hosts.......but that is some weather.

The whole experience has been a great one, aside from the ass-ie weather.....the people really are just the bees knees and David Nairn is running a fabulous theatre up there.

He is very passionate.

And it was only the last two days before we opened that I begun to doubt my ability to perform the set out task of the two hander.

There are just so many lines.....so much talking.....so little singing....and alot of changing.....

I had my melt down that David talked me through...... it was one of those....'holy shit what the fuck do I think I am doing....how the fuck can I do this' .....things..... but it turned out..... my pal Blythe came to see the opening and I informed her that I had not had a solid poop in three days.....and was holding a bottle of Tums at the time.

But opening night was just ......it was fun.

Really.

It is so awesome to be onstage with my husband.

It was a great Valentines gift.

He only gives me notes sometimes.

Yup....he gives me notes.

Just like Fred Willard in 'Guffman'......

Oh my lord!!!

I love Paranormal State.....George won't watch it with me....he says nothing happens.....I say that it is the promise of something finally happening which keeps me watching.....and to answer Micke.....yes....I have seen the episodes with the old school ghost busting lady....she  is all the old version of the crazy round lady from Poltergiest.....I  have been away for most of the week in Orangeville so I have all these shows that I want to watch! But I can't..... I CAN'T yet!!!!

I have to learn my damned lines....wow.....I miss coming onstage for 20 minutes and singing the last tune and then reading for the rest of the time!!!

This is alot of work....I know....duh, Sharron!

George and I are working hard! We are all an acting duo.....look out Jessica Tandy and Hume Cronyn....of course they can't really look anywhere because they are dead....aren't they?

So...that being said.....I have to go....

But here are a few thoughts....

It snows alot in Orangeville.

Did you know that in a pinch......'Anyways' works to get you to the next transition onstage if you can't remember your line?

George is a good actor.

Otto's farts are starting to smell a bit like Chef Boyardee.