After these last few great days, I should have known all of it couldn't last.
The show was ok last night; I had a huge scare though. After we got through the opening scene I looked up and noticed that one of the side boom lights was HORRIBLY knocked out of focus. I was like, "WTF, I checked all of those!" I'm sitting there thinking the lighting designer is going to kill me! (It was VIP night btw - all of the people that give large sums of money to the theatre) Fortunately, he had seen something I didn't - apparently one of the actors ran into it in that first scene, so he knew it was them that knocked it out, and not be being lazy. So, that was good.
Afterwards I headed over to Corrie's friend's photography show at the Lemur Lounge in Alexandria. "Photography show" is a little misleading - he had taken a booth and put up his art, but the majority of the place was still a Friday night dance club with 5 million people and only two bartenders. So enough of that - me, Corrie, and some of her friends head up the street and find a different bar, much more suitable to our liking, so we chill for the rest of the evening.
The drive home is where things get fun again. NoVA is so confusing! We manage to get on 495, but we went the longer way around, and by this time and a few beers into the night I really have to use the bathroom! So I take my exit to 66 and floor it...I make it all the way down the interstate with no problem, then turn off onto 28 for the last leg of the ride home. I'm still rolling pretty well, and there's no traffic, so I think all is good. NOPE! I see the cop sitting on the curb but can't break in time.
78 in a 55. Dammit.
Fortunately he reduces the speed so I don't get hit for reckless, but he sure as hell took long enough to write out the ticket - all while I'm contemplating using the empty Wendy's cup still in my car from lunch earlier this week.
So I finally make it home before my bladder explodes, ticket in hand, with a court date in March.
I check my email and find that Lance has apparently moved servers AGAIN, so both mine and Fluffy's sites are down. So we're in the middle of getting that fixed, but it seems like some of her info got lost along the way. Lance mentioned if we had updated anything after he made the back-up, that that might have happened, but it's random stuff that's gone. Like the index page (which we haven't touched in months), some of her photos, and all of her blog entries after November 21st. On the other hand, the news page, updated on the 26th of January, is still there. So I guess it got corrupted or something, but I suppose it could have been a lot worse. Still waiting to see what happens with my site.
To make these last 24 hours complete, my phone is dying. It works, but it no longer rings. So if you're trying to get in touch with me, just leave a message and I'll call you back.
The show was ok last night; I had a huge scare though. After we got through the opening scene I looked up and noticed that one of the side boom lights was HORRIBLY knocked out of focus. I was like, "WTF, I checked all of those!" I'm sitting there thinking the lighting designer is going to kill me! (It was VIP night btw - all of the people that give large sums of money to the theatre) Fortunately, he had seen something I didn't - apparently one of the actors ran into it in that first scene, so he knew it was them that knocked it out, and not be being lazy. So, that was good.
Afterwards I headed over to Corrie's friend's photography show at the Lemur Lounge in Alexandria. "Photography show" is a little misleading - he had taken a booth and put up his art, but the majority of the place was still a Friday night dance club with 5 million people and only two bartenders. So enough of that - me, Corrie, and some of her friends head up the street and find a different bar, much more suitable to our liking, so we chill for the rest of the evening.
The drive home is where things get fun again. NoVA is so confusing! We manage to get on 495, but we went the longer way around, and by this time and a few beers into the night I really have to use the bathroom! So I take my exit to 66 and floor it...I make it all the way down the interstate with no problem, then turn off onto 28 for the last leg of the ride home. I'm still rolling pretty well, and there's no traffic, so I think all is good. NOPE! I see the cop sitting on the curb but can't break in time.
78 in a 55. Dammit.
Fortunately he reduces the speed so I don't get hit for reckless, but he sure as hell took long enough to write out the ticket - all while I'm contemplating using the empty Wendy's cup still in my car from lunch earlier this week.
So I finally make it home before my bladder explodes, ticket in hand, with a court date in March.
I check my email and find that Lance has apparently moved servers AGAIN, so both mine and Fluffy's sites are down. So we're in the middle of getting that fixed, but it seems like some of her info got lost along the way. Lance mentioned if we had updated anything after he made the back-up, that that might have happened, but it's random stuff that's gone. Like the index page (which we haven't touched in months), some of her photos, and all of her blog entries after November 21st. On the other hand, the news page, updated on the 26th of January, is still there. So I guess it got corrupted or something, but I suppose it could have been a lot worse. Still waiting to see what happens with my site.
To make these last 24 hours complete, my phone is dying. It works, but it no longer rings. So if you're trying to get in touch with me, just leave a message and I'll call you back.
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