Well, it’s a Sunday!
Big Sunday for me.
I have committed to quit smoking for the duration of the next month, as I can feel the negative affects of shortness of breath and other things when I am trying to perform. This is NOT because I think cigarettes are bad, but because I think they have an adverse affect on my VOICE, and that’s what I need for my performance in September.
Will I continue after that? I don’t know. I’m just taking each day at a time now.
Good luck living, everyone.
Well, another day gone, and where am I?
At this moment, I’m sitting in Aroma, at the Central Bus Station, eating a sandwich, and writing on my Palm.
I think that somewhere deep down inside my body/head/soul, my sense of self is re-evaluating everything. I have thoughts of quitting smoking temporarily, and starting to excercise. On some level, I feel like I’m neglecting my body, abusing it, and it definitely deserves better.
STILL looking for a job, so if you know of anything for me, drop me a line!
Whoosh.
I suddenly feel the need to share with the virtualverse some of my own personal experiences, and seeing as some of the people involved might be mentioned, I will try to be as tactful as I can, while still trying to speak freely.
Last night:
Approx 6:30pm, I had my audition for “Free to Be You & Me”. The audition required me to tell a children’s story, and sing a song. I had chosen a Brothers Grimm original, with all the dark and murky details. Only a few lines into it, the co-director (who knows me from a previous play) had me stop, and read a few lines from a prepared text, and about 3 minutes into that, she had me stop, and sing my song. I sang two verses of “House of the Rising Sun” by The Animals.
I think they were pleased, as they had me stick around to sing along and go through some excercises with all the other call-backs.
That was a lot of fun, and gave me chance to use the bass in my voice, and notice that nobody else was a seriious bass. Yipee! Who knows. I should find out by Sunday whether or not I’m in.
Oh my god!!!!
I just took a short break, and came back, I had a voicemail from the co-director AND an email, congratulating me on my acceptance! Wahoo!!! We’ll be performing in September, so check back later for details if you want to come.
Ok, now that I’ve called a few people, and found out that my good friend didn’t get in ( 🙁 sorry, man. I really wish you were in. But then again, your face is all over the wall there, so give someone else a chance. ) and found out that we’ll be rehearsing pretty intensely for the next 2 months, and have 7 performances. Wish me a broken leg!
Anyway, continuing last night…
I had been “invited” to a BYOB party at the same location, later that evening, in the roof apartment of the building. So, later, J, Y and I got to the party, and I brought makings for margaritas, and mixed up a few, that were great! So, mingling and having a good time, eventually that party drew to a close. Rather early, I thought. Anyways, we were hearing a lot of noise coming from downstairs, so we adjourned to another mini-party going on on another friend’s balcony. So, after yet more drinks, and playing the ever-present bar games of “Never” and “Truth or Dare”, all in Hebrew, mind you, I think I suddenly turned into the world’s most attractive guy or something. No offense to ANYONE, ANYWHERE! but WOW! Three extremely attractive, albeit slightly inebriated young women seemed to have the hots for me. Now, I’m not complaining, but WOW! If a guy ever needs an ego boost, ladies, get two of your friends, and jump him. It’s an experience. I’ll spare any more details out of respect for the lovely ladies.
We eventually split, and took the walk home at something like 3am, and had a great time talking along the way.
Alcohol for me is a great social lubricant, as it allows you to say and express things that you might not normally do under regular circumstances. The right drinks at the right time, whoa.
Anyway, rehearsals start next week, and I’m really looking forward to it. Hope to see you in September!
I’ve been here for almost a week now, and I’d be lying if I’d say it hasn’t been an adventure.
Since the day we landed, it’s been more than hectic, and by now I think we’ve begun to grate on each other’s nerves.
We all got one big studio apartment in Platis Yialos, on Mykonos Island. It seemed like a logical choice for all of us on a restrictive budget, but I think we might have been better off with some degree of separation, some time alone.
It’s almost 10:00am on our last “day” here (tomorrow morning will be hectic with travel preparations) and I feel like that if I don’t DO something today, I’ll regret the whole thing. I mean, hell, I signed up for fun and relaxation, not worry, depression and angst. I think one of the factors is that we have a young couple with us, and the rest of us are subject to their issues.
What the hell.
I just wrote all that on my Palm Pilot, so my hand is tired.
Catch ya later.
As put it, why shouldn’t I?
Top 10 things I want to do before I die:
1. Bungee Jumping
2. Have a $1,000,000.00 USD net worth in balances. (it was a to-do before 30, but…)
3. Learn to really dance, ballroom, classic, country and all that.
4. Get the brain-jack interface for a computer.
5. Have a really meaningful relationship with someone other than myself.
6. Own a hot red Lotus (NOT the flower! 🙂 )
7. Fly first class, and be able to afford it.
8. Be world famous for something
9. Have my own radio talk show in English
10. Discover a new layer of consciousness
Well, there’s that.
Since I spoke last.
These past few have been hectic at the best, and disastrous at the worst.
I begin to despair of finding a job. Even outside of my field, my options are limited.
No driver license, no driving job. Can’t work with food, esp. meat products.
CAN tackle just about any computer software/hardware/network/S.U.E. problem posed, it’s just a matter of tackling it.
Am I just getting despondent, or just depressed? I try to stay upbeat, but sometimes….
My sister, living on an agricultural moshav, has a head for organizing things. She set up a quickie job this week, entailing a few home PC check-ups, updates, problem solving and other stuff. I went down there and made some quick cash. It was nice, but kind of a burden, as I had to carry over 80 kilos of hardware, software and assorted other stuff down there in my backpack, to cover a lot of eventualities. I pulled it off, I did, but it seems kind of a burden for the simple man.
I’ve done these kind of jobs before, and am not beyond them, but I want something steady and solid.
I’m going to Greece on Tuesday for a week, to get away from everything and relax on the beaches of Mykonos, so I’ll be back after that is all said and done.
See y’all in a while!
You decide.
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Well, I’m officially bored.
It seems like every time I’m bored to hell, I go out and get a new hobby of sorts.
A few days ago, I purchased a DIY Model Airplane kit, as can be seen here. It’s not complete, and requires extensive building.
I had to purchase a ton of more tools, devices, controls and what have you.
This is a gas-powered engine, remote controlled sing propeller airplane. helped me with some of the assembly, and it’s taking shape amazingly quickly. (It helps to have gobs of time on your hands, being unemployed and all.)
I am alos heading out of the city tomorrow morning with Ze’ev, a guy I met at the Hobby Shop, who’s been building and flying for a LONG time now, and he’s going to introduce me to flying. Yipee!!
I hope I don’t crash, as these things are tricky. Wish me luck.
Are one of us?
Do YOU qualify?
I’m sure that if you yourself don’t, you at least know someone who does.
What, you are asking yourself, does he mean by one of “us”??
I am an Anglo-Saxon, born to first-generation USA parents, and early on, my family uprooted and came here. I’ve been here over 15 years. I hold dual citizenship with both the USA and Israel. I am fluent in both languages. I served in the Israeli Air Force for my full 3 years. I have both Anglo and Israeli friends.
Am I still an American? Or am I an Israeli? Where is MY country?
I am what I describe a hybrid, or a person of multiple worlds, yet member of none.
I am no longer an “American”. About 8 months ago, I popped over to NYC for two weeks, and had a chance to rove the city. I am not one of them. Yes, I speak unaccented English, and I know most of the cultural references, but I’m not part of them.
I came back, and it was immediately clear to me that I’m not an Israeli either. I speak unaccented Hebrew, and I know the country well, and hell, I can even out-haggle at the Shuk, but I’m not one of them.
Where do I, more importantly, WE, belong?
I’ve tried relationships with both Anglos and Israelis, but never with a hybrid. I guess we’re THAT different. I have friends that have made it work for them, but why should we have to make that much of an effort? Is it too much to ask that we be with our own kind?
I have created an LJ community here: Feel free to join, or just hang out.
I look forward to seeing y’all there.
Ok, call me crazy, but I think after my last post, we can all agree that these damn quizzes have just about taken over our lives (and LJ’s to an extent).
Do they really reflect who we are? Is there any other purpose for them other than to have a few minutes of fun, and let everyone else know what kind of results you got? I mean, really, people, can’t we find something better to do with our time?
I am far from fault. Hell, look at my last post! I’ll leave it there, if just as a satirical warning to the rest of the universe. I mean, really, curse words and genitalia. Now, I don’t think the results are off, especially the first one, as I _was_ that kid once, and some of that is still with me. I can swear worse than an Irish sailor sometimes. But putting that up, now that’s a bit distasteful. I love distaste, and shy away from tact, and I roared with laughter when my results showed up. Do I have to show everyone else? Probably not.
Now that I’ve ranted along for a bit, I’m calmed down a bit more.
Due to the ongoing ranting of regarding Neil Gaiman’s “Sandman” comic series, and due to the fact that and his brother are really in to it, AND that has them all, I’ve borrowed a few, to test the waters. Simply put, it’s intriguing. Disturbingly so, considering that the first time I saw Morpheus’ elder sister, Death, without her being introduced, I thought she was a great character, and had no idea what she represented. Just the attitude that brought her “onstage” was enough to keep me interested. Gaiman is a wonderful writer, and I’ve read other works of his, and being in comic form adds to the beauty of this world.
I will read the rest of them, if only to satisfy my own curiosity, and hopefully, I will discover ‘s passion for them.
Another thing, on Thursday morning, I made brownies. Now, I cheated a lot, because I was lazy 🙂 I got some Duncan Hines brownie mix, and added a “special” ingredient. Trust me, if you’ve ever felt “special”, these do it much subtler and less harmful to your body than any other method. My advice: try it at least once, but only if you’re staying home, or somewhere and don’t plan on doing anything extremely taxing for about 8-10 hours.
Let me know if you want some. 🙂