Colder

So it's finally cold here. Who knew.

Today I recieved the call from these one24one alphashoreavenue (whatever) people. This is the web-based TV show I somehow got involved in through a Loyola Phoenix ad. So he calls me right before Spanish class and tells me he wants to have be more involved in the project, which includes this production meeting on Friday.

And then I picked up a copy of today's Phoenix and saw on the back another ad. It was the main guy asking for a personal assistant to balance his school and other things. What was he paying? $80 a week for an hour a day, plus a free iPhone. This led me to wonder: "Who the f is this guy?" Who gives away a free iPhone for some crap like that? And a really cool book thing to some bum who just answers an open casting call????

I feel like I'm looking down the rabbit hole right now. And Alice (read: Barry) is about to plunge in. And although I'm a little weirded out about this whole thing. I'm thinking the rabbit hole might be the way to go anyway. At least it's sorta exciting.

I'm just hoping this doesn't turn out to be some how porn-related.

Whatever,
Barry

Jersey Boys

Tonight I went and saw the new musical in town--Jersey Boys, the story of the Four Seasons. It was pretty wicked good, and it involved New Jersey, where I have a lot of family. It was sentimental.

Now I have like every Frankie Valli and the Four Season song stuck in my head. The production was awesome, there was one moment where they were singing to upstage as lights flashed--basically it looked like the image on the poster. Wow. And Frankie Valli's voice was phenom.

That's been the highlight of the week so far. I've had to do some stage design crap, but other than that this week is pretty made in the shade.

Sherry,
Barry

P.S. Oh, what a night.

Digging in the Dirt

So I'm going through my Peter Gabriel phase right now. Yeah. Don't make fun.

This weekend was chockful of stuff.

Friday I went and saw the Loyola production of Wit, which is about this female professor with Ovarian cancer. I was actually somewhat surprised that it was remarkably good. The actress that played the woman was on stage the entire 2 hours, and she really carried the show. Overall, I was really impressed with everyone. After the show, Chris lured me with alcohol to go watch 30 Days of Night instead of going straight to the cast party. The movie was awful, but getting drunk to it was really nice. I almost threw my empty gin bottle at the screen, but instead dropped it loudly on the ground in protest. It was a fun experience. The fat bad cop from Batman Begins was in it, and I give full support to any fat person in a movie. The cast party was alright, not the best, but not bad. Whatever.

Saturday I auditioned for this web tv thing. I'm still pretty sketchy on the details, but they have a lot of cool merchandise. I got a pen with a USB port on it and this really nice leather journal thing. It seems pretty legit, there is free food involved, and I have a speaking part as this research assistant guy. Whatever, I'm just gonna hump my lines like no other and see where it goes. It's a professional production team, so maybe I'll make a name for myself. I'm not that excited--I have a feeling the story is going to be sorta lame, but at the same time I'm really excited I'm doing it. I'll keep y'all updated, even though I'm kinda keeping this underwraps in real life.

Other than that, I saw Jitney for free at the Pegasus Players. I love August Wilson plays. One of our professors was the director, and he did a cracker-jack job. There were some amazing scenes. And I don't think I ever felt carthasis like I did at the end of that show before. It was great. Then we did the ol' musical powerhour and everyone was happy once again.

Today I fumbled around on the interweb, drew my scene design, and did my freakin acting journal. We have to have an entry for every class up to now, which I did tonight. My hands be acheing.

I'm getting increasingly excited about my scene design for As You Like It. I'm doing it under the sea--kelp forests and pearls. It's gonna be cool kids.

In your eyes,
--Barry

P.S. I can be your bumper car bumping.

I had to round that out.

A Quickie

Have philosophy in 8 minutes. An update:

Costume in Burial samauri-inspired. Barry excited.

Mid-terms were easier than expected.

Darjeeling Limited--good movie.

Auditioning for Rogers Park web-tv show. Watch out.

Office tonight. Then Micheal Clayton. Then alcohol.

Seeing Wit tomorrow. We'll see.

Listened to Chris Issak's "Wicked Game" like 30 times already today. WTF?

Killing in the name of,
Barry

Stress and other things

Yeah, this week kinda sucks so far.

I had two midterms today, I have three big sketches due for design tomorrow, and I have a major paper due Thursday. Uh-oh.

Actually, today wasn't that bad. I thought I was going to be killed twice. Yet, it wasn't too bad. I didn't do supergreat, but I def didn't get all killt. It was almost inspiring. So whenever you're feeling down, just think about me. And stuff will be alright forever for you. Uncle Barry promises.

Love,
--Barry

Here's To Me

Yes, the castlist for Burial at Thebes (read, "Antigone") came out today. And yes, your's truly was cast as one of the guards. It's a non-speaking part, but looking at what other guys got cast, it looks like it will be an interesting group. Whatevs.

I guess I have a reason to drink tonight. Hooray!

--Barry

My Cosmic Autumn Rebellion

Friends, it has been too long.

Huzzah for fall! It is finally the right temperature for this time of year, you SUV-driving SOB. It is finally in the 50's and 60's, right where it should be.

And that means fall break. Yes, I went back to the 734 for the weekend, and it was interesting. My family now possesses a new little kitten that my little sister found. It's pretty cute, but it matches with our floors, so I was constantly worried that I was going to step on it and not even know. Kittens are interesting to watch--the whole world seems new to them. If only my life was filled with that much adventure. Alas, that is the rub.

Other than that, I got drunk with some old friends. I actually finally hung out with one of my best friends from middle school who had just turned 21. We got some Corona and talked seriously for like 5 hours. As this was happening, his little sister (and my sophomore year homecoming date) was detoxing in the next room from her oxy addiction. Funny how people turn out.

Tonight was "Burial at Thebes" auditions, which is basically a fancy title for the Greek tragedy "Antigone." I think it went purty good. We shall see soon. Cross yo fingers, fool.

Flagpole Sittin,
--The Barry

Despite All my Rage

I'm still a rat in a cage.

But seriously.

Sunday I started working on my set model for "Master Harold...and the Boys," a play about racism set in a 1950 South African tearoom (i thought about updating it to change the title to "Master H...N Da Niggaz" but I don't think that would fly). Anyway, I started at noon and ended at 3:30 AM.

LOOK AT THE PICTURES!!!!! GIMMEE SOME VALIDATION PLEASE!!! I'M DESPERATE!!! SAVE MEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Alright, I'm good.

Me finishing at 4 AM. Frickin chairs and tables took way to long

Close-up kinda.

Look at that sexy Jukebox. My crowning achievement.

Smoke Barry's Brand Cigarettes-Get Laid-Get Friends-And Healthy For You Too!

This is for my n-words,

-Barry