Yay!

2 more shows and the play's over and my break begins!

Last night I moved my art stuff, my violin, my wok, some of my books, and my empty flower pot home. I can still play one song very badly on the violin. Maybe I'll feel like practicing sometime.

I was going to deposit my check, work on art, maybe read one of my favorite plays, but this is what I ended up doing:

scrubbing the beejeebees out of our hallway.

I don't know what got in me. Sometimes I just cannot take dustbunnies. (The last time the hallway was cleaned was....oh, NEVER.)

So yes, I was down there on my hands and knees, slaving over our hallway, 2 linoleum squares at a time, and I even had to use a little metal thingy to scrape some ew - gross crud up. But now the hallway is clean. No, it will never look bright and shiny, such is the nature of them ugly tiles, but it's clean at least!

Then I moved to the kitchen, and by then it was about 9. So I did our itty bitty tiny kitchen, same way, it's all clean and the floor looks whiter and better. Now all that's left is the bigger kitchen/pantry area but it was too late and I was too tired.

What an evening. I just like living in clean spaces. No dust, grime, etc around. Because given half a chance... I will clean. It's a good stress-reliever. It's too bad it was toooo dirty to be cleaned the regular way - mop, etc. It would just be pointless. Fast but pointless.

Anyway, the rest will get done some other time.

Enough about cleaning.

I had curry-veggies for dinner.

So then I did end up reading one of my favorite plays, Tiger at the Gates, by Jean Frenchlastname. I liked this play since the first time I read it years ago. No one ever performs it, it was popular in the 50s.

The first line is:

ANDROMACHE: There's not going to be Trojan War, Cassandra!

I just love the way the characters talk. No one writes plays like that any more. It's at once everyday wit, intelligence, grand ideas, big themes, all of it in there. Great, well-written statements and moments. It's about how the reason war happens is because men love it. It excites them. Basically, that's the message. But the story - it's about Helen of Troy. I don't think everyone appreciates the play, because you have to like metaphors and it's a bit stylized. I tried to interest some SJSU students in putting it on when I was there and without ever having read it someone said that author was boring. UCKGH. The brains one must deal with sometimes.. Although I'm not sure there would be much audience for it anyways. There isn't that much of an audience for plays in general, except maybe in NY or theatre people. Everyone just likes musicals. Flash, dance, etc. But where's the substance, I ask you, where??

I also practiced my splits for 20 minutes, while reading the play. Which is the way to do it, by the way.

That was it.

CASSANDRA: I shall take that bet, Andromache.