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rmLooking at the ring tones catalogue on the Sprint website is a weirdly good indicator of the state of pop-culture. They have a subcategory of "Bling Tones." A girl can't make this crap up.
They also have "When I Meet the Wizard" from Wicked. Oddly (or perhaps not), this makes me sad.
Tangentally, I was listing to La Boheme for the first time in ages the other day, and it really took me back to that summer of sitting on the sidewalk outside the Broadway Theatre, and what's astounding about it, is how much of right now, I can really trace back to that time in terms of the friendships, relationships, endeavors and successes. And I guess what's funny about that is that's what I wanted that summer to mean when it was happening, but I don't think I realized 'til the other day that it really had. Of course, we were all a lot more fucking innocent back then and the narrative seemed a lot more linear.
When I was a NIDA one of the lectures I went to was with the head of the acting program there, and one of the things he talked about is how there was no way you could be in this room without having had at some point some moment in the dark that changed your life, and I knew that mine was so oddly recently, because all that brilliant theatre I saw as a small kid -- well obviously, it put this desire into me, but it didn't change anything, as there was simply nothing to change then, not for a girl so young, who just lived all the time in the back of her head.
I'm working on the short play today in my (very messy) house with the other actor in it, and I feel moderately anxious about it, but I suspect it's displaced stress from other sources.
They also have "When I Meet the Wizard" from Wicked. Oddly (or perhaps not), this makes me sad.
Tangentally, I was listing to La Boheme for the first time in ages the other day, and it really took me back to that summer of sitting on the sidewalk outside the Broadway Theatre, and what's astounding about it, is how much of right now, I can really trace back to that time in terms of the friendships, relationships, endeavors and successes. And I guess what's funny about that is that's what I wanted that summer to mean when it was happening, but I don't think I realized 'til the other day that it really had. Of course, we were all a lot more fucking innocent back then and the narrative seemed a lot more linear.
When I was a NIDA one of the lectures I went to was with the head of the acting program there, and one of the things he talked about is how there was no way you could be in this room without having had at some point some moment in the dark that changed your life, and I knew that mine was so oddly recently, because all that brilliant theatre I saw as a small kid -- well obviously, it put this desire into me, but it didn't change anything, as there was simply nothing to change then, not for a girl so young, who just lived all the time in the back of her head.
I'm working on the short play today in my (very messy) house with the other actor in it, and I feel moderately anxious about it, but I suspect it's displaced stress from other sources.
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Date: 2005-02-19 07:30 pm (UTC)For the most part, I make custom ones for people who call me, based on WAV files they send me. So instead of some odd ringtone, I hear the person who is calling.
But then again, I had to make one based on " When you're evil ", and a friend of mine is highly amused that his ringtone is a recording of " Lord Haw-Haw" from one of his radio broadcasts. " Germany calling... Germany calling "
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Date: 2005-02-20 01:52 am (UTC)