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Thursday, June 30, 2005

Walkin' On The Sidewalk, Hotter Than A Match Head

I know, I know. Blogging of late has been slight-to-nonexistent, and those of you (all three) out there in cyberland who have been severely deprived of your "what's Chris up to now?" fix just want to know what the heck that's all about.

Truth be told, there hasn't been all that much of interest to report, and I hate to be one of those sad, sad bloggers who feels compelled to write about each and every single mundane, banal or otherwise important-only-to-me episode merely as an exercise in wasting someone else's valuable bandwidth.

Besides, now that it's officially Summer, which means that anybody in this neck of the woods with any real sense is outside trying to accumulate 12 months worth of Vitamin D production in the next eight weeks or so.

But, in case you were wondering, here's what I've been up to:

Publicity for The Show is coming along rather well; I've managed to nail down four preview articles, including three of the four major dailies/weeklies, which I'm being told is the best response they've had to-date for pre-opening publicity. We managed to secure a commitment from our local Congressional Representative to be the guest speaker for the closing Gala event, which should be a good draw. Programs are nearly done; PR packets in the offing, and cast hospitality still to go. I have to keep reminding myself that just because the show opens in a week, doesn't mean my job is necessarily done -- have to get those butts in the seats for all four weeks after all.

Domestically, my teensy garden plot is growing like mad. The cillantro, basil & oregano are already big enough to allow for minimal harvesting and the peppers are beginning to sprout flowers, so if my friends come through again with their usual annual massive tomato harvest, much salsa-making shall ensue.

Still no full-time job, but I haven't stopped looking. There are prospects "in the pipeline" as they say, but none of them seem to be in any sort of hurry to get through the initial weeding-out process and into the first-round interviews.

This being summer in Seattle, it's a time of nearly non-stop festivals: the Fremont Solstice Festival was a couple of weekends ago, last weekend was the annual Utilikilts bar-b-que, plus my friends in "Awesome" did a private gig in the converted garage space of another set of mutual friends, and then to top off Saturday, my upstairs neighbors held a little soiree in honor of local filmmaker Jill Freidberg ("This Is What Democracy Looks Like"), who's just completed a new documentary on the decades-long teacher's strike in Mexico. The film showed at our own little neighborhood movie theatre, the Central Cinema where they had to add an extra late-night showing to accomodate the crowds wanting to get in. And that wall all just in one day!

This weekend, being our Nation's Birthday, there are of course many other fests in the works: the annual Festival of Wooden Boats over in my aquatic stomping grounds of South Lake Union, plus the Tall Ships regatta down in Tacoma (which was held on SLU in 2003), and our annual competing fireworks displays on Lake Union and the Seattle waterfront. And this doesn't even include the kickoff to our month-long SeaFair Celebration, the annual Milk Carton Derby at Greenlake (this year conspicuously NOT sponsored by my former employer).

And in two weeks I'll trek down south to PDX for my Grandmother's 90th birthday and a mini family reunion, then the following weekend it's the second weekend of 14/48: The World's Quickest Theatre Festival, at our new location on Capitol Hill (coincidentally, still conveniently located within walking distance of my current abode), where I'll be manning the grills again among other duties.

That all ought to keep me busy and out of trouble for the next several weeks, so now that you're up-to-date, you'll know why you probably won't hear much from me in the meantime.

Now get outside!

Posted byCOMTE on 10:48 AM

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