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Congratulations cast of Miracle on 34th Street
Congratulations to my wonderful cast members and production staff of Miracle on 34th Street!
I remember as a kid, going out to see the Nutcracker, on such a wonderful December day as this, and the memory and experience had always stuck with me. After seeing that show I had always felt the pull of fate, much like the moon on the ocean, to do a Christmas play.
Fortunately, the theater stars aligned and Miracle on 34th was my chance. From my audition where I stuffed a pillow in my button down shirt, to the “hell-week” where we were working out the kinks (big and small). All of these will no doubt have cherished moments with the wonderful people in my cast. In my opinion; getting to know and build the foundations of friendship.
Those wonderful people, that I am now happy to call friends, are amazing human beings as well as actors. Indeed community theater fosters a loving and passionate community. Every night of performances they impressed me with their talent and passion. This show would be nothing without all of you and all of the talents that they brought to it.
With more than 3 sold out shows, let that be a testament to all of the hard work. Not only that but you created something amazing.
I will miss all of you. And I want to wish you all of the best and a very merry Christmas.
As always its not goodbye its see you later.
PQD- My blogging return to your favorite positive quotes.
You can’t make positive choices for the rest of your life without an environment that makes those choices easy, natural, and enjoyable.
Another Hunger Games exclusive from The Makeup Addict!
Stay or Go: Pain or the lonely path.
In a previous post I mentioned including and excluding people from our lives, and I have reached an impasse.
There’s someone in my life that I feel I have no other choice but to let go. It’s a sad commentary indeed, but when you can no longer trust your instincts, your emotional response, than what have you to go off of other than your logic?
It seems a big callous to use purely logic in regards to relationships, because logic excludes understanding to a certain extent.
Let me put it to you this way: when someone is emotional unavailable, for the most part, opens up and shares their inner most thoughts, and feels rejected. The emotions would seemingly have betrayed the person it was meant to aid in the first place. A feeling of betrayal, undoubtedly, leads to a sense of distrust, and that’s why the purely logical mind takes command. That’s when we reach the aforementioned impasse.
There is a young lady that I am very fond of that I’ve had to let go. Essentially I poured myself out to hear on more than one occasion, and that is highly unusual for me. I consider it almost a symbol of high-esteem when I grant access to those innermost thoughts. Afterwards I was left without a word, and left to simmer in my own emotional turmoil. It’s a disgusting thing to feel as if you’ve been emptied out into a broken cup. The end result is the emptiness and a bizarre loneliness. I’m sure you, my wonderful readers, have felt a similar distress.
You expect other people to leave you dangling with your body tossed to the wind, but never one you consider a close friend, and one above the squabbled mass of faces in your life.
I do make my decisions carefully, and I chose to make the one that would be the hardest cross to bear. I do feel as if I could make things work, but the lingering scar will remain and poison what remains. Also, I am afraid that if I don’t make this decision that I will fall again. And I also feel like somehow both parties involved will suffer. I accept my part in this and my inaccessible nature, but the dear Lord knows that I tried.
I suppose there will be one less heartache, but one more lingering and painful memory.
A PQD: Real Empathy.
A year ago or more I made the decision to avoid being such a negative influence on people and to start being a positive one. That time was when I became a totally new person.
I took it upon myself, as a personal challenge, to be a friend to those people who are looked down upon, and those who are in poor moods. I desired to be someone who could change the fortunes of an ill day to a good one.
It is exactly that type of person that emulates Christ. I have made it a point to avoid from using the kind of language that harms others, shied away from cursing, and above all avoided using language negative against myself.
I have found that I am much happier living a life under these ideals, and I would encourage you all to consider leading a life filled with the richness of positivity.
Try being a light to others in this dark world, because God knows, there is enough darkness.
Congratulations cast of Nightfall With Edgar Allan Poe!
As the story always goes; its a sad day when a theater show ends. But the actors, who often go thankless and without reward, deserve their commendation.
I must admit that being a director isn’t an easy job, but the reward is just as incredible as taking that final bow. It has been my pleasure to work with these young people, and I would always encourage you, my readers, to participate in community events and theater. Much like community service with High School and Middle School youth group; it has changed my life. I consider it the ironic comedy of life to “say never” only to be doing what you swore if in the first place.
I am happy to be here as a proud co-director to congratulate my cast who worked so hard over those 5 months to make this the Number 1 youth show to date! Thank you for everything.
1. Neel Gill – Edgar Allan Poe
2. Zachary Thaler – Edgar / Officer / Judge
3. Shadya Rose – Madeline Usher
4. James Tompkins – Roderick Usher / Old Man / Judge
5. James Masten – Sante / Officer / Raven
(Stow these names away: you might see them on the big screen or Broadway one day!)
Lazy Days by Bellarose Photography
“If I were a bird or bee in a tree
lazy as can be.
I’d sleep the day away,
as the leaves gently sway.”
Poem by Josh C.
Murphy Log: Akward Situation
Murphy Log #10
Murph Log: 7.22.14
Hello Murphees and Murphettes I come to you today in a sort of awkward situation, because you know the Murph doesn’t get awkward. I mean nothing interrupts my awesome ninja flow, especially with the ladies. No, this isn’t one of those awkward moments where you forget to forget to wear pants, or when you get caught taking a cookie before dinner. This is one of those moments when you’re at work, being awesome and getting your shine on, and then all of the sudden your co-worker “gets all up in your grill”. I mean I almost jumped back and said “Whoa! Get back funky cat!” I’m like the hippest guy I know. Anyways this little situation happened yesterday and let me tell you all about it.
So, yesterday morning I flew out of bed, much like Superman, and landed in the bathroom for my morning shower and affirmations. Oh? What are my affirmations? Well, like those fitness nuts that do 1,000 push-ups in the morning, I tell myself “you are awesome” at least 100 times in the mirror. I get pumped up and get ready to Murph the world up! After that I wolfed down 12 egg sandwiches my sweet, old mother made me. I kissed her a thank you and jumped out to my ultra-awesome, sleek, chrome wheeled bicycle and speed off at the speed of light. Come to think of it; I’m like the flash on wheels.
When I get to my job I make sure to hit the front glass door with my bike tire. That’s for good luck of course. People scrunch of their faces because they think it’s so awesome, but they forgot how to smile. After locking my bike up, I take the elevator upstairs and make it to my cubicle. I toss my tie-dye backpack on the desk of the blue square and crack my knuckles. “Today is going to be a Murphy day” I said to myself. And then I saw this quirky little symbol hopping around on my screen and then I thought,” This is a Muphemail I am receiving”. And I grabbed that rascally mouse and metaphorically tore open that little bugger of an email. Here’s what I read:
“Dear Mr. Murph,
Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah. You are awesome… Blah Blah Blah We will order pizza for you. Blah Blah Blah the new PS3 Game I bought.
Blah Blah Blah… This is a warning about your job performance. Blah Blah blah…,” and I had to do a double take and read the gosh darn thing again.
“Dear Mr. Murph,
We feel that you are not performing up to the standards this BIG money pit has set. Your superiors will be keeping a closer watch on you.
As your team flunkee I feel it is my duty to eat dirt and also let you know when you stray from the path. This is a formal warning about your job performance. If you have any questions, feel free to kick me in the groin.
Regards,
Inbred Neanderthal
*(The underlined, italicized sections I may have tampered with…)
So, you know what I did? I marched on up to his big, fat old salmon colored tie wearing self and I said “Are you jealous of me?” This pudgy old man’s name was Mr. Trask, but I always call him Mr. “Junk in the trunk” or Mr. “Trash” when he’s not around.
He wheezed uncomfortably and pushed up his glasses with his forefinger and responded,” Uh, no I am performing my duties as a…” I stopped him with one hand.
“You must have seen my dance moves,” I said clearly and with a smirk,” I mean I would be jealous too if you did this to me.” After that I kicked all the papers off of his desk, jigged to the left, jigged to the right, did the splits, flicked him off, and did the moon-walk out of his office. As a matter of fact I jigged right out of the office building.
The awkward thing that I mentioned is this: how are you going to face your employees when you just got DANCE SERVED! Ohhhhhh!
jest a word on life 