<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109</id><updated>2011-09-11T04:38:32.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Theatre Major</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-1907976614262826953</id><published>2010-12-14T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T15:51:14.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas</title><content type='html'>i saw two adults give each other pillow pets as gifts. i give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-1280614346169177337</id><published>2010-10-22T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T13:32:05.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmffph</title><content type='html'>i not planning to see the university musical i did't get cast in this weekend. i'd rather go home and see indie movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-1280614346169177337?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1280614346169177337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>it smells like acting in here</title><content type='html'>that pretty much sums up crewing this play. the director blurted it out after bursting into the dressing room before the show. she meant that it smelled like "emoting". im pretty sure it just smells like sweat but too each his/her own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the hold steady tonight becaus eof this damn show. im over this shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-3105149043745994365?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3105149043745994365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=3105149043745994365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/3105149043745994365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/3105149043745994365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-smells-like-acting-in-here.html' title='it smells like acting in here'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-4255675840836284889</id><published>2010-05-21T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T11:59:39.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>giveaway!</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVqqEQCWRqw&amp;playnext_from=TL&amp;videos=MFQSr66XfQI&amp;feature=sub&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-4255675840836284889?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4255675840836284889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=4255675840836284889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/4255675840836284889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/4255675840836284889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2010/05/giveaway.html' title='giveaway!'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-7971719520877429245</id><published>2010-01-21T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:08:36.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chill out tent</title><content type='html'>so my new found Carpe Diem attitude took a kick to the groin today when while trying to by some cereal and lemonade at the university food court ally ran up to me and asked why wasnt i in THEA 220. "well" i replied "because i was in another class at the same time." " but you need thea 220 to qualify for the theatre bfa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que panic and crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out the class my advisor told me to take in that time slot was not as important as the class ally was referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is this so ridiculous? because the class i need to be in. the class my advisor TOLD ME NOT TO TAKE is taught by my advisor. he's retiring at the end of this year so im assuming he's just doing this to fuck with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this the song that got me through today almost in one piece. god, i wish i was at some music fest laughing at hipsters right now&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqdT8tIrfEU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-7971719520877429245?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7971719520877429245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=7971719520877429245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/7971719520877429245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/7971719520877429245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2010/01/chill-out-tent.html' title='chill out tent'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-5780709031325853191</id><published>2010-01-20T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:17:20.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thats a wrap</title><content type='html'>first day done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up starving and craving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oatmeal&lt;/span&gt;. which is weird but moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while in the hall waiting for my second class of the day on of the token musical theatre gay boy stormed out of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt; class crying. ITS THE FIRST DAY! anyway, it turns out he had an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;argument&lt;/span&gt; in class with his identical looking(seriously i can barely tell them apart) roommate about sleeping with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; on. a serious enough &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;argument&lt;/span&gt; about wasting electricity at night it brought on a full diva fit by 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day consisted of look at syllabus-panic about cost of text book. just copy and paste that about 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got to opera rehearsal i had to ask myself "who are these people?" answer: music majors-the only people more socially &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; than theatre majors. but i will admit they have something on me. i feel like a total fraud being in an opera and not being able to read music. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; bitter my parents never put me in piano lessons but for a lot of my life that just wasn't viable option &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;financially&lt;/span&gt;. i can match pitches just fine but when i look at the music score its like reading &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;latin&lt;/span&gt;, which is unfortunate because some of the lyrics are in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;latin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see how this goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-5780709031325853191?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5780709031325853191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=5780709031325853191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/5780709031325853191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/5780709031325853191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2010/01/thats-wrap.html' title='thats a wrap'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-4437720793352785606</id><published>2010-01-19T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:33:40.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in the habit</title><content type='html'>tomorrow begins another semester. i'll will try my darndest to get back and really devote myself to it. and also try not to strangel any freshmen who breaks into song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, did i mention i'm in an opera this semester and i play a nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm doing a burlesque show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-4437720793352785606?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4437720793352785606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=4437720793352785606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/4437720793352785606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/4437720793352785606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-in-habit.html' title='back in the habit'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-7919345797769647714</id><published>2009-12-28T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:57:25.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a plea for retail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been spending my break (glorious,glorious &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt; break) working at a large chain bookstore and cafe in an  effort to be able to afford to eat. retail is always an adventure so before my break ends &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; like to reflect a little on things everyone should consider before going shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coupons- i cannot &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;magically&lt;/span&gt; make you coupon work if it is expired, does not apply to what you are buying, or the item your buying is already reduced. insisting i "try it anyway" will only lead to disappointment. also, no i cannot give you someone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt; coupon that already been used. nor, can i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;magically&lt;/span&gt; look up your coupon in the register computer. print that shit out or suck it up and pay full price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rudeness- being &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rude&lt;/span&gt; to me because you not happy about your miserable life doesn't make anything better. next time your rude to some low level employee  take a sec and imagine what might be going on in their life. chances are their day has been just as bad as yours, probably worse consider you haven't been standing behind a register for 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asking to speak to a manager- if after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; pleaded with you and done my best to convince you there is nothing further i can do to reduce your price you'd like to "speak to a manager" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; telling you now it wont make any difference. they are not going to give you free money just for showing up. all your going to do is make a bunch of other shoppers angry for holding up the line. hope they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; decided to run over you in the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next semester- Opera!!! Burlesque!!! stay tune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-7919345797769647714?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7919345797769647714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=7919345797769647714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/7919345797769647714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/7919345797769647714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2009/12/plea-for-retail.html' title='a plea for retail'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-3012336424248510407</id><published>2009-07-03T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:12:28.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>acting</title><content type='html'>acting requires a person to put aside their own morals and beliefs to become another person and in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every way&lt;/span&gt; embody that character. actors often have to to audition for thing they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; agree with. that being said i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; refused to audition for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CASTING INFORMATION SHEET6/26/09 PROJECT:  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CMT&lt;/span&gt; “Larry the Cable Guy” – &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tiki&lt;/span&gt; / Hawaiian Luau Christmas                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SHOOT DATE: Wednesday, July 29, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;AUDITIONS HELD:  Wednesday, July 1st and Thursday, July 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;, 2009 CALLBACK: TBA AUDITION HELD AT:  Moore Casting, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LLC&lt;/span&gt;, 417 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Welshwood&lt;/span&gt; Drive, Suite 109,                                        Nashville, TN.  37211Driving directions are available on the web site:www.moorecasting.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CASTING SPECS – ALL TALENT MUST WORK AS LOCAL’S.Talent MUST be available for blocking, Monday, July 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, rehearsal, Tuesday, July 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and show / taping, Wednesday, July 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, before sending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Elves (3 or 4) Ages 18 and up – Little people (adults) – under 4’ 10” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dancers (4) Ages 18 and up – Male and Female, diverse in look and type, ages 18 to 28 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Carolers (4 or 5) Ages 18 and up – interesting groups, all male or mixed (male &amp;amp; female), a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;capella&lt;/span&gt; groups, barbershop quartets, glee club, etc. Stand-ins – Ages 18 and up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;TBD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;18 and up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This will include looks like; Large Polynesian Men, Fire Dancers, Hula Dancers, Big &amp;amp; Tall - muscular (Off-season football guys), interesting looks. RATE: Union0A  Please tell the actors to come dressed the part.NEEDED:  2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;headshots&lt;/span&gt; / 2 resumes, make sure your agency name is on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;headshots&lt;/span&gt;. Talent MUST be available for blocking, Monday, July 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, rehearsal, Tuesday, July 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and show / taping, Wednesday, July 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, before sending...Email the photos of the talent you feel fit each character (Categorize). If you have any questions, call us at 615/ 831-0039. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just couldn't do it on moral grounds. the vision of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;larry&lt;/span&gt; the cable guy filming his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tiki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Hawaiian&lt;/span&gt; luau &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt; is enough to make my eyes roll to the back of my head.  their has got to be better work out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-3012336424248510407?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3012336424248510407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=3012336424248510407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/3012336424248510407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/3012336424248510407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2009/07/acting.html' title='acting'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-5103181183763202897</id><published>2009-06-12T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T18:53:47.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sssssh it a Secret</title><content type='html'>i downloaded the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;audio book&lt;/span&gt; of The Secret. trying to envision all my wildest dreams coming true. its not easy because i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;previously&lt;/span&gt; thought of myself to be the worlds biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pessimist&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; let you know how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-5103181183763202897?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5103181183763202897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=5103181183763202897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/5103181183763202897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/5103181183763202897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2009/06/sssssh-it-secret.html' title='sssssh it a Secret'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-891234006046780250</id><published>2009-06-08T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:11:29.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me and gypsy rose lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i have this new obsession. i want to become a burlesque performer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always like burlesque but i finally realized "hey i could do that" only question is how? the city i live in has a burlesque group but i dont know if they will hold auditions this year because they have a lot of members (also i was on the myspace page for one of those members and she spelled a lot as one word, so i should be given some credit for that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, if the do have auditions it will be hard because i'll be an hour away at school but i just want it so bad. guess we'll see what happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.nndb.com/people/226/000032130/grl4-sized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-891234006046780250?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/891234006046780250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=891234006046780250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/891234006046780250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/891234006046780250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-and-gypsy-rose-lee.html' title='me and gypsy rose lee'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-3438136595615999110</id><published>2009-05-24T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T12:18:28.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>write</title><content type='html'>i will write i will write i will write&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-3438136595615999110?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3438136595615999110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=3438136595615999110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/3438136595615999110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/3438136595615999110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2009/05/write.html' title='write'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-6924084843620358860</id><published>2009-03-02T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:15:48.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fightin' pickles</title><content type='html'>yes its been a long time but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; at home so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my audition for University of North Carolina School for the Arts last weekend. there mascot is "the Fighting Pickle" and they even have a fight song which is obviously an ironic statement considering that they don have sports teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UNCSA&lt;/span&gt; is an umbrella  school for the University of North Carolina and was the first public arts college. i feared that i would get there and fall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; in love with the school and i did. the campus is tiny but just the idea of going to school with all artistic minded people without a nursing major in sight is really tempting . even my mother really liked it and she usually find 1000 problems with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; talked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;insists&lt;/span&gt; that its like going to theatre boot camp. which is probably true. i keep thinking that it would be the closest i ever get to attending the high school from Fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i get a rejection letter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; going to be heart broken. this tiny school in Winston-Salem, NC has captured my heart and i want to be in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt; that makes me work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;positive thought until in get my letter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-6924084843620358860?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-4028522821002751379</id><published>2008-11-05T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:16:53.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die, vampire die.</title><content type='html'>sooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the long over due report about how i did at SETC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godawful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides the fact the girl who auditioned two people before me did the same monologue the pianist played my song lte and made me go over time. and one judge really didn't like me. later i found out that his wife was the judge who didn't like me last year. they produce original shows in Pigeon Forge, TN about the life of jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just as a recap, the people who produce this show dont like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265253015348365378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b97l6_cP430/SRHvuJBkyEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lYnsZvPImJE/s320/miracle_postervp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miracletheater.com/mtvacationpackage.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah i was pretty upset. i listened to die,vampire die from the title of show soundtrack about 30 times while driving back home. and that helped me get my frustration out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so whats up now? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Change, thats whats up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8SWNW9BTmC0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8SWNW9BTmC0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-4028522821002751379?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4028522821002751379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=4028522821002751379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/4028522821002751379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/4028522821002751379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2008/11/die-vampire-die.html' title='Die, vampire die.'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b97l6_cP430/SRHvuJBkyEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lYnsZvPImJE/s72-c/miracle_postervp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-417416584618335392</id><published>2008-10-08T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:44:43.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Sucks to be Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b97l6_cP430/SO0NQCz9BPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Revnz0nA3pg/s1600-h/avenueQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254870909495084274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b97l6_cP430/SO0NQCz9BPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Revnz0nA3pg/s320/avenueQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally finished registering for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SETC&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hazah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got back into voice lesson boot camp last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; considering 2 songs for my 90 second audition- Whats the Use in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wond'rin&lt;/span&gt;' from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Carousal&lt;/span&gt; and My New &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Philosophy&lt;/span&gt; from Your a good Man Charlie Brown. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; leaning towards the later because it more up beat and attention &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;grabbing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last weekend i got to see the touring version of Avenue Q with a friend i had seen it in NY a few years ago and noticed some small changes in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dialogue&lt;/span&gt; but all and all pretty enjoyable. it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; fun watching the the old folks horror during the puppet sex &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;scene&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; also set out on a quest to find the shade of lip stick Nora wears in Nick and Nora's Infinite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Playlist&lt;/span&gt;. any ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-417416584618335392?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/417416584618335392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=417416584618335392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/417416584618335392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/417416584618335392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-sucks-to-be-me.html' title='It Sucks to be Me'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b97l6_cP430/SO0NQCz9BPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Revnz0nA3pg/s72-c/avenueQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-2728105976486883365</id><published>2008-10-02T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:55:51.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Upon the Wicked Stage*</title><content type='html'>South Eastern Theatre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Conference&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SETC&lt;/span&gt; -every year that has auditions, tech job interviews, workshops, Grad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; auditions for theatres and universities in the (you guessed it) the south east U.S. It is also a chance for college students to get job in professional summer stock theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now it is about to give me a stroke. i have to get registered by Oct 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;registration&lt;/span&gt; has to be done online and must include performance resume, training info, tech work resume, professor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;reference&lt;/span&gt;, a recent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;head shot&lt;/span&gt;, and more stuff i cant even remember right now. all that is just to audition at the STATE LEVEL.  auditioning at the state level requires either 60 seconds of a monologue of 90 seconds of a monologue and a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figure it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; better to do a song because the most summer theatres (excluding Shakespeare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;FESTs&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; performing Heda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gabbler&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SubUrbia&lt;/span&gt;. i all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wonderfully&lt;/span&gt; cheesy musicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last two years i audition i didn't qualify to go past the state audition. i blame it on my lack of auditioning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;. but this year in auditioning in a new state and i feel like i have my A game on. plus bagging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; i audition for the school in applying to will hopefully give me some good bragging material when i do my school audition/interviews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am saying this now I WILL QUALIFY FOR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SETC&lt;/span&gt; AND GET AN ACTING JOB FOR THE SUMMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note* the title of this update is a song from Show Boat, not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;reference&lt;/span&gt; to Wicked the musical-which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;big fan of (look it up)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-2728105976486883365?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2728105976486883365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=2728105976486883365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/2728105976486883365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/2728105976486883365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-upon-wicked-stage.html' title='Life Upon the Wicked Stage*'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-431660434420852797</id><published>2008-09-26T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:22:04.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1776</title><content type='html'>i live in a red state. i hate it. i could vote 10 times and it wouldn't make a difference. my states vote swill go republican. i have watched the community theatre i grew up in be closed down for more "important" things. ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question: why do so many theatre kids come from red states?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; its a the desire to come bursting singing and dancing out of our conservative &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surroundings&lt;/span&gt; so we can go make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;politically&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; shows that expose......whatever. so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we want to get into big musical theatre programs hundreds(possibly thousands) of miles away from our home states  so we can go on to live the bid,shiny dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*theatre kid sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-431660434420852797?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/431660434420852797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=431660434420852797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/431660434420852797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/431660434420852797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2008/09/1776.html' title='1776'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-5511347177952595511</id><published>2008-09-24T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:31:08.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save [title of show]</title><content type='html'>okay this is where i become a complete theatre nerdand beg you to help keep [title of show] on broadway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fan of the show have started a campaign to keep the show from closing and here are some links w/ details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.titleofshow.com/blog/index.php"&gt;http://www.titleofshow.com/blog/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://supertossers.com/"&gt;http://supertossers.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise my next post with be more entertaining/enlightening but now im about to crash from a caffiene/saving my favorie show buzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-5511347177952595511?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5511347177952595511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=5511347177952595511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/5511347177952595511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/5511347177952595511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2008/09/save-title-of-show.html' title='Save [title of show]'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-3335845414869614957</id><published>2008-09-22T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:44:08.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what you want pt.2</title><content type='html'>gather 'round my theatre kids and watch the downfall of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=33265278320&amp;amp;ref=share"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=33265278320&amp;amp;ref=share&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*theatre kid sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-3335845414869614957?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3335845414869614957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=3335845414869614957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/3335845414869614957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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show]&lt;/i&gt; — the new musical that would rather be nine people's favorite  thing than 100 people's ninth favorite thing — will play its final performance  at the Lyceum Theatre Oct. 12, the producers announced Sept. 19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When it closes, the musical will have played 13 previews and 102  performances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Previews began at the Lyceum July 5 with an official opening July 17. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Originally produced at the Vineyard Theatre in 2006, the entire original cast  — including co-creators Jeff Bowen (score) and Hunter Bell (book) as well as  co-stars Susan Blackwell and Heidi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blickenstaff&lt;/span&gt; — made the leap to the Broadway  stage. &lt;i&gt;A Chorus Line&lt;/i&gt;'s Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Berresse&lt;/span&gt;, who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;helmed&lt;/span&gt; the acclaimed  Off-Broadway run, also directs the Broadway version, which features musical  director-arranger Larry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pressgrove&lt;/span&gt; onstage playing the electric keyboard.  (Standbys are Courtney &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Balan&lt;/span&gt; and Benjamin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Howes&lt;/span&gt;.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Broadway staging is produced by the Vineyard as well as Kevin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;McCollum&lt;/span&gt;,  Jeffrey Seller, Laura &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Camien&lt;/span&gt;, Roy Miller, Kris Stewart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[title of show]&lt;/i&gt;, according to press notes, "takes a thoroughly unique  and comical look at the pleasures and perils of the artistic process as two  struggling writers [Bell and Bowen] and two struggling actresses [Blackwell and  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bickenstaff&lt;/span&gt;] take on the seemingly impossible task of creating a new musical  about creating a new musical. Now with Broadway as their destination, the  quartet's saga continues anew as they face mounting pressures and deadlines, and  are nearly thrown off-track by disagreements, day jobs and insecurities in this  funny and unforgettable look at the birth of a musical as it finally comes to  life on the Great White Way." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The creative team also includes Neil Patel (set design), Chase Tyler (costume  design), Ken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Billington&lt;/span&gt; and Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kantrowitz&lt;/span&gt; (lighting design) and ACME Sound  Partners (sound design). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[title of show]&lt;/i&gt; debuted in 2004 at the New York Musical Theatre  Festival. Bowen, Bell and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Berresse&lt;/span&gt; each won a 2006 Obie Award for work on the  subsequent 2006 Off-Broadway production at the Vineyard Theatre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An original cast recording was released on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ghostlight&lt;/span&gt; Records, and the  creators have kept the show alive through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; series, "The &lt;i&gt;[title of  show]&lt;/i&gt; Show," which is available for viewing by visiting  www.titleofshow.com/toscasts.htm. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;webcast&lt;/span&gt; is all about the troupers'  seemingly improbable notion of getting &lt;i&gt;[title of show]&lt;/i&gt; to Broadway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song titles include "Untitled Opening Number," "Two Nobodies in New York,"  "An Original Musical," "Monkeys and Playbills," "Part of It All," "I Am Playing  Me," "What Kind of Girl Is She?," "Die Vampire, Die!," "Filling Out the Form,"  "September Song," "Secondary Characters," "Development Medley," "Change It,  Don't Change It"/"Awkward Photo Shoot," "A Way Back to Then," "Nine People's  Favorite Thing" and "Finale." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was recently announced that The Rodgers &amp;amp; Hammerstein Organization has  acquired the stock and amateur rights to &lt;i&gt;[title of show]&lt;/i&gt;. The  Organization will also represent Bowen's score through Williamson Music, which  is currently developing a song book that will reflect the latest incarnation of  the musical. Stock and amateur rights to &lt;i&gt;[title of show]&lt;/i&gt; are not  currently available, although when rights do become available, the news will be  announced on the R&amp;amp;H website, www.rnh.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Show times at the Lyceum are Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays at 8  PM, Saturdays at 3 and 8 PM and Sundays at 3 and 7 PM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tickets are priced $26.50, $51.50 and $101.50, with the exception of Saturday  matinee and evening performances, which are priced $36.50, $61.50 and $111.50.  The Lyceum Theatre is located in Manhattan at 149 West 45&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Street. For more  information visit www.titleofshow.com&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; kinda bummed about this. [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;] was the show i wanted to see the most whenever i got to go to NYC again. but alas now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; only get to see it if some miracle happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; listened to the off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;broadway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; soundtrack for [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;] and i really like it and it fits my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. plus, i can kinda relate( in a odd way) to the whole idea of the show-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;struggling to make something of yourself, getting past your own self doubt,  getting recognized for your talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just sad that small shows like [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;] and Xanadu have to close while show like Phantom continue to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; tourists from their hard earned money. screw you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;economy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! *theatre kid sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-7887643458225708821?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7887643458225708821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=7887643458225708821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/7887643458225708821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/7887643458225708821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2008/09/nine-peoples-favorite-thing.html' title='Nine Peoples Favorite Thing'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-3100802752024388394</id><published>2008-09-21T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:02:32.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While i was working my internship this summer, i developed an unhealthy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fascination&lt;/span&gt; with this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/album.php?profile&amp;amp;id=28295288488"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/object3/492/11/l28295288488_2163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 girls competed in "the ultimate Broadway audition" and one lucky girl got to play Elle Woods on Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the giddy girls competing for the prize were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.blogger.com/photo.php?pid=646615&amp;amp;id=593488357"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v282/12/121/593488357/n593488357_646614_7347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the token Rocker Chick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.blogger.com/photo.php?pid=31819194&amp;amp;id=8502447"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v290/149/18/8502447/n8502447_31786085_6721.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Daughter of the guy who played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Squigy&lt;/span&gt; on Lavern and Shirley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end in came down to the final two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.blogger.com/photo.php?pid=30010303&amp;amp;id=1267050117"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 374px" src="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v251/138/88/1267050117/n1267050117_30010301_3162.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vetern&lt;/span&gt; struggling actress who had national tour and regional theatre experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.blogger.com/photo.php?pid=30018830&amp;amp;id=1494120047"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" height="365" src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v284/166/14/1494120047/n1494120047_30019494_5112.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fan favorite small town &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pastor's&lt;/span&gt; daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end the small town girl beat out the (probably more deserving) acting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;veteran&lt;/span&gt;. so why am i writing about this? its not that i could &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;, ever, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; see my self playing Elle on *theatre kid gasp* Broadway. its because it really was a profile of past and (mostly) current theatre majors since most of the girls are younger than 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my favorite thing to come for this Pulitzer worthy piece of entertainment:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K2yoyjJtKWg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-3100802752024388394?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3100802752024388394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=3100802752024388394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/3100802752024388394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/3100802752024388394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-you-want.html' title='What You Want'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-8533124105009396920</id><published>2008-09-20T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:48:33.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i spent my whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;existence&lt;/span&gt; wanting to be in musical theatre. but when college rolled around, family crap forced me to be stuck studying theatre at a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;microscopic&lt;/span&gt; state university&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a sophomore trying to transfer into one of those "awesome" musical theatre conservatories. just trying to find a place that will love(sarcastic, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;' , short,) me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Millikin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Elon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U. of Michigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shenadoah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NC School for the Arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-8533124105009396920?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8533124105009396920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=8533124105009396920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/8533124105009396920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/8533124105009396920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4462047503249530109.post-8978312852294245805</id><published>2008-09-20T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:31:27.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gypsy</title><content type='html'>"i was born too early, and i started too late"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brilliant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like that sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4462047503249530109-8978312852294245805?l=confesstheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8978312852294245805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4462047503249530109&amp;postID=8978312852294245805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/8978312852294245805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4462047503249530109/posts/default/8978312852294245805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confesstheatre.blogspot.com/2008/09/gypsy.html' title='Gypsy'/><author><name>akh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11186581096921833628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
