Hannah and the DEMON CAT

Yes, that's right. Phil, Joanna and I carved the greatest DEMON CAT pumpkin ever tonight. See the pictures below.







It worked out perfectly because I'm good at triangles, Joanna is good at lines, and Phil is good at all the hard stuff. Joanna roasted and salted the seeds, and they're very yummy.

This week I'm loading in for the next show in the Alamo, called "Thirteen Clocks"- it's a children's story that my friend Gabrielle scripted. At work I'm doing a lot of graphic design work, right now in relation to our ad campaign and also a fundraiser where we're going to try to get local restaurants to donate a portion of their proceeds on Martin Luther King day to the Fair Housing Action Center.

Rachel was here last weekend, and we did a lot of fun stuff around town. We heard a brass band play on Frenchman St., we spent some time in the quarter, as well as uptown on Magazine St. which has lots of cute shops and a great gelato place. We walked around City Park, and got "wedding cake" flavored sno-balls at a place off St. Charles. We also ate a Joanna's restaurant on Sunday morning, which was quite good.

Anyway, I'm excited about Halloween. I'm going to be a ladybug. I'll post pictures as soon as I have some.

Love all, and sorry about the infrequency of my posts these days.

Eek!

It's been awhile... I know. Maybe I'm not cut out for blogging.

I have a good excuse though! I'm designing a small show that goes up tomorrow. It's actually a series of short plays that all take place in a basement, and it's called "Root Cellar." It's going up in this new space in (yes) someone's basement a couple blocks away from me. The whole thing is designed with cliplights and practicals and it's been fun to have to figure out how to light a space when the homemade board tends to heat up dangerously if you have more than about 600 watts up. It's called the Alamo Underground because it's in the Alamo, a big fortress like apartment building sporting a pirate flag and a bunch of 20-somethings and their cats.

Since I last wrote I've been to:
1. The lake. Which is HUGE.
2. Frenchman St. Which is the place to be.
3. Pravda (multiple times)- a sort of soviet-themed bar operated by the girlfriend of one Jim Fitzmorris, a Tulane playwrighting professor who's friends with my Nola Project friends and whose political rants are famous at Le Chat every other Saturday night. Jim just got appointed associate artistic director of the Tulane Shakespeare Festival, which he is trying to reorganize into a community-based event that explores "the question of leadership." He's very interested in relevance and local specificity, and altogether I find him an exciting person to talk to.
4. A Rilo Kiley concert at a venue called Republic. Rilo Kiley is awesome. I've decided I want to start an indie rock band, but I need to learn how to play an instrument first.
5. Pretty much everywhere else in the city. My boss, James, gave me a work-related driving tour the other day that took us through the 9th ward, St. Bernard Parish, East New Orleans, Gentilly and Lakeview. Parts of the city feel very much like little ghost towns, especially the parts of the lower 9th that flooded the most. Overgrown, empty plots of land where houses were literally washed from their foundations into the road or into other houses, skeletons, total emptiness. They call it the "Jack-O-Lantern" effect when you have neighborhood where a couple people maybe move back but the rest remains dark.

Rachel is coming to visit on Tuesday which is super exciting.