August 31st, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter
This morning I woke up from a dream actually INSIDE of a thought. This thought was, what’s with the word disingenuous, and why is it not just ‘disgenuous?’ This thought was of course a complete non- sequeter from the dream I’d been having, in which raccoons were trying to sell my skin / I’d left my debit card at the hotel.
I will leave my brain to science.
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August 30th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter
In NYC, there’s much talk of Bloomberg’s overreaction over hurricane BOREine, Trader Joe’s return policy on $300 worth of beef jerky, etc – but people – Irene may have been boring here, but she did a serious number on the lovely Catskills and Vermont, the most idyllic places closeby. Space on Ryder Farm, where I’m supposed to workshop House of Home starting Thursday, is still flooded / without power. So Snark we might, but let’s remember the people who are currently seriously screwed.
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August 29th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter
Also, DooWop is the best Pandora, dried fruit WHO KNEW?, Lean Cuisines are gross, I need money, and I’m PRETTY sure I’m losing my hair.
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August 28th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter
A twist on the classic! Fueled by other hurricanes, anxiety of an actual impending hurricane, and general tomfoolery, this hurricane features extra Bacardi 151, a splash of budlight, and is garnished irrationally with a whole banana. Panic, drink, and enjoy! (ps, I totally unnecessarily evacuated, but so glad I did.)
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August 27th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter
This was my very first Elevator Repair Service show, and I was truly floored. By its innovation, its dance numbers, by the happy discovery that the sound is happening LIVE AND ONSTAGE AND IS DESIGNED AND CONTROLLED BY THE ACTORS, that this folding table turned into a bull, that I happily sat through 3.5 hours of theater, and that outside the theater, before the show, someone recognized me because of my blog. In summation: floored!
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August 27th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter
Be a Good Little Widow is in Chicago, but I am not. And so, we skype! I call this playwright inside of the internet inside of rehearsal, inside of the internet.
Which is all inside of the internet.
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August 26th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter
Hi, I’m still twelve years old. I still look to my Dad to tell my whether – or WEATHER – or not to be worried about something. When I was wee and in NC, we had tons of hurricanes and tornadoes. I could only sleep through the night if my Dad told me that the storm wasn’t going to be that bad, and that he’d wake me up if there was really something to worry about. I repeat – we had tons of hurricanes. And I slept through them. Okay, maybe not always slept. Sometimes cowered or cartooned with brothers. But, my Dad reminded me this morning that I have lived through Hurricanes just as strong as Irene. In New York we (hi, the news) seem to be panicking because it’s something we’re not used to, so we can do nothing but imagine the worse. Now panicking is on my top ten list of favorite things to do. It’s up there with rollerskating, sleeping and eating food. But this time, I think I choose to remain calm, but be prepared, and hope for the best.
I’d love to stay and chat, but I really have to go purchase 11 bottles of wine / water / gummy bears / candles / bread? Beans?
Should I sit in the eye of this hurricane, and eat beans?
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August 25th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter
The trio of old men come on the train and sing In the Still of the Night to me in the most beautiful harmony I ever did hear. I like to give them ALL of my dollars and I like to think about how they use these dollars to buy presents for their granddaughters. I like giving them my dollars SO much that if I did not like giving them my dollars, I might currently have 1200 like lying around in an old oatmeal can somewhere to give the IRS.
I would rather these men have my dollars.
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August 24th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter
Shucks, Obama! Thanks! A new US-RUSSIA initiative approved by Obama is actually what’s flying me to Russia for the Miss Lilly translation workshop, and apparently providing with a CHEF. Like in my house. Ladies and Gentlemen, I have never had a chef. This is huge. Today, I would like to personally raise Obama’s approval rating the percent of one person’s approval, a hearty. .0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001%.
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August 23rd, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter
Well, I feel like death and it hurts to live, I apparently owe the IRS $1200 in back taxes and am financial panicking, but in other news, the East Coast was hit by an earthquake and that chair fell over. Nothing like a devastating quake to really put things in perspective. I have my life. I HAVE MY LIFE!
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