Posts Tagged ‘holidays’

Surviving the Dumbass Decade

Saturday, December 19th, 2009

Today is the milestone day, turning the big three-oh. I am spending it in my housecoat at home, and then quite possibly later on going to someone else’s birthday party as well as a reunion party for the Cannibal cast.

I’m kind of caught between wanting to downplay the morbid significance of the occasion and embracing the landmark that it is. I don’t feel remarkably older, and most people are spinning the positive side of it… I think my favourite comment I’ve received over the Internet is from improv legend Joe Bill, who I’m not especially close to but I’ve taken several classes with and was kind enough to drop me a note saying “congrats on surviving the Dumbass Decade”.

The theme for this week was, coincidentally, “survival”… I had a stomach bug early on which took a lot out of me, and then got passed on to my girlfriend and took even more out of her, so much so that I had to take her to the E.R. on Wednesday, causing us to miss both the holiday party at Unexpected Productions (which I was totally psyched for) and a holiday show that our friends had set aside an extra Wednesday performance just so those of us with heavy schedules could make it. We are both much better now, but it took a pretty significant toll.

Not so fortunate, however, is my poor laptop, a MacBook Pro that I co-purchased with my then-employer back in 2007. It has been having trouble playing DVDs since, well, forever. I got the DVD drive replaced several months ago but surprisingly the troubles quickly came back. Still under AppleCare, I took it back a second time when I had a DVD that I could consistently reproduce the problem on within the first ten seconds of it playing. I left the DVD with them while they ordered and replaced the drive for a second time, and when I returned I thankfully had the foresight to try it out in the store, only to confirm that replacing the DVD drive hadn’t fixed the problem.

I then spent about an hour in the store with their technician, who suspected it was a problem with the memory and was trying out various configuration of memory in the device. At the end he concluded it wasn’t in fact the memory but the logic board, which meant ordering yet another part to be replaced. I left the DVD with them again, and when I got the call and returned for a third time I was incredibly frustrated to try the DVD only to find it still crashing within the first ten seconds.

I explained to them that my issue wasn’t that they were having difficulty fixing this problem so much as each time they called me and said it was fixed I returned only to try it out myself and find out that replacing the part hadn’t fixed anything, and if they had so much as tried the DVD themselves (which is why I had left it with them) then they could have saved me a trip to Bellevue Square which, at Christmas-time, isn’t exactly a holiday.

After admitting that they had dropped the ball and didn’t know exactly what was wrong with my computer they (finally) decided to replace it, so the good news is that I will be getting a brand new MacBook Pro with even slightly better specs than the one I have right now. The bad news is that I might not be receiving it in time for my next scheduled trip to San Jose. I received a call from the manager today and as penance for their errors and putting me in a bind he’s going to cover new AppleCare on my machine and throw in a backup drive as well, so at least that’s good.

The rest of the week has been ok, illness notwithstanding. My Theatresports team won last Friday by a single point against a very formidable team, although I think they did better narrative work than we did. Unfortunately we didn’t come back yesterday because the regular teams were usurped by special teams celebrating the departure of one of our ensemble members. We’re supposed to come back again, but with the Christmas holiday and then the new year frankly I don’t know how that’s going down.

On Thursday I was treated to a surprise birthday party that I knew about in advance, on account of the E.R. visit on Wednesday and scepticism as to whether or not it would still be happening. It was really nice to see people there from all walks of my life, and I am grateful to everyone who made it out to it.

It feels weird having left my twenties behind. They had their ups and their downs and in many ways were very successful and in other ways not so much… I am sad for the failures that were most profound, the wasted days and missed opportunities, and feel a strange sense of mourning for the closing of a chapter that I am no longer writing but instead has been written, and knowledge that the last chances to make any alterations to it have finally slipped away.

But then, there is every reason to believe that thirty will be the best year of them all so far, so I shall be happy. After all, having written the past is a small price to pay to get to write the future.

Dan.

The most juvenile sport

Saturday, July 11th, 2009

The party on the 4th with folks from Unexpected Productions was just about the most fun I’ve had in months. The weather was scorching hot and we were on one of the ensemble member’s houseboat, a modestly-sized bachelor pad parked at a marina right next to where the fireworks were to be on display.

I was one of the earlier arrivals as I had gone to work beforehand so I would be able to park in the vicinity. It was still a good 25 minute walk or so, and I was ready to hit the lake pretty much on arrival.

Turns out there was a boat across from us on the slip where a bunch of folks were having a blast harrassing the legion of tourist ducks that were creating almost constant traffic, entering and exiting the water from the boat ramp right next to us. We got into it, loading up waterguns, swimming up to the ducks and firing mercilessly at the passengers as the boats kept crossing by. The reactions were mixed, but most of them seemed to take it pretty well. Word got out we were doing it, though, and some of the drivers tried firing back at us with their own waterguns, while a few of the more boring ones lowered the window covers on their vehicles in an attempt to block us out entirely.

It was about the most juvenile sport I’ve been a part of in a long time, but it was great. I took a few photos of the view from his houseboat:

7/4/09 1

7/4/09 2

7/4/09 3

Everyone brought meat of some form to the party, and the barbecue was fantastic. I’m not normally a big pork eater but the owner had marinated a huge tenderloin that got grilled by one of the ensemble members who doubles as something of a chef, and was without a doubt the most succulent pork I’ve ever tasted. Others brought sausages, steak shishkebabs and more. Once we were loaded up on meat and drink we hung out on the rooftop patio of the boat to watch the fireworks:

7/4/09 Fireworks 1

7/4/09 Fireworks 2

… I suppose that’s about the best quality I could expect from an iPhone taking pictures at night.

Anyway, it was pretty spectacular and a blast of a time with some fantastic friends. So glad I could make it out this year!

On Monday we shipped my big project to Apple, where it’s been in review ever since. If agreements hold up, it’ll be available on the 14th, which is when a massive advertising campaign begins.

It shipped with a few known and understood bugs and with some feature compromises in order to keep from jeopardizing stability of the build, but on the whole we managed to get it pretty damn stable in time for launch. I’m proud of it… the client is getting one hell of a deal from us. I’ve been taking it a bit easier this week, although they’ve already got me working on some other side projects while we negotiate and get a contract signed for versions 1.1 and 2.

Weather has been pretty great on the whole, with a few exceptions here and there. It’s as though we’re finally getting some payback for the lousy summers we’ve had the past couple of years. I was glad for the good weather Thursday morning, when I was on the highway driving to work and out of nowhere my front passenger-side window shattered in on me.

I shouted an epithet or two and navigated my way off the highway and into a nearby parking lot. I never saw what caused the glass to shatter but I assume it was a small rock or something kicked up by another vehicle. None of the glass hit me and fortunately there was nobody in the passenger seat, but I couldn’t very well continue the drive to Seattle. The next hour or so was spent learning what one does in these situations, as I called around to my parents, my insurance company, the car dealership and other glass repair places. There was no use going through insurance and the dealership said they could fix it for $300-$500, but also offered that an auto glass place might do it cheaper. They recommended a shop and I called them, and sure enough they would do it for $190 plus tax, but I became frustrated as the guy there had to make a call to check if they could get the glass for my car the same day or not, and after fifteen minutes still hadn’t called me back. I called him and asked how much longer it was going to take, as I had to make a decision about what I was going to do. He told me that it shouldn’t be more than fifteen minutes… I think he said it, though, too quickly to stop himself as he realized in that same moment that fifteen minutes had already gone by. He quickly added he’d call the guy over there again in another five minutes, and I accepted that, a little beleaguered that it took them so long just to check the inventory over at their warehouse.

I checked on my phone for another auto glass place, and the woman there was able to put me on hold less than a minute while she checked their warehouse inventory. She told me they could have the glass in by 2 PM, and they were five bucks cheaper to boot, so I gladly made an appointment and was half-way home when I finally got a call back from the first place and was able to tell them thanks-but-no.

So by the end of the day I was 200 bucks poorer but now have a new passenger window in my car. I know it won’t stay this way, but at the moment it’s eerily clean and without any sign of wear, and is so transparent that it still kind of looks like my car is missing a window.

I’ve been away from Theatresports ever since Fiddler opened and on since it closed again as I’ve been so burned out from work, but I made something of an unexpected return last night when an ensemble member emailed me asking if I could take her place. I agreed, and it was good to get back on stage and do what I love. My team did a respectable job and we wound up winning, although I think the judging was wonky. So it looks like I’ll be going back again next weekend.

I had a horrible time getting there, though, as the I-90 bridge has been closed heading into Seattle this week for maintenance, which means traffic on the 520 has been brutal. In fact, I wound up staying and working from home on Friday, the bridge traffic was backed up so far. My plan was to wait until the middle of the day, or the afternoon, or any time other than rush hour to get into the city, go to work, and then head to the theatre from there, but there was not a single point in the entire day where the traffic maps weren’t blackened out. So I left an hour earlier than normal and made my way in. Of course, on the way home they unexpectedly opened the 520 bridge (how they can see fit to do that when the only other bridge is under construction I have no clue), so I wound up taking about a 20 minute detour because of that. On the whole, Seattle traffic and the constant construction we’re experiencing right in the way of my commute are pretty high on my pet peeves list.

That’s about all there is to report. Gonna go outside now and enjoy the summer while it’s still here.

Dan.

Giving my feet a rest

Saturday, July 4th, 2009

Happy America Day, everyone! Canada Day was just a few days ago, and I celebrated in style, as I am wont to do.

Work is now in that “hurry up and wait” phase of the project where I’m spending considerable time idling followed by sudden bursts of furious work at inconvenient hours. It’s better than the constant crunch I was dealing with before, but I’m still generally getting home from work much later than I’d prefer. I’ll be glad when the app is delivered to Apple and is out of our hands, which should be in just a few days now (fingers crossed).

It was unclear whether yesterday (July 3rd) would be a holiday for us, because on the one hand we’re theoretically at our most critically urgent phase, and on the other hand there really isn’t much to do unless there’s a fire to put out. It wound up being a bit of both for me: I fielded some problems at home, but mostly took it easy.

Yesterday was also Zombie Walk, an event where they were attempting to set a world record for the largest flash mob of zombies. I knew a lot of people who were attending but wasn’t planning on going myself; the effort required between costuming, makeup and time devoted to the event was just too demanding, and I was really looking forward to the day off. Besides which, the event took place quite literally around the corner from my work office, and I knew from experience how tough it was to find parking anywhere in the Fremont area whenever there was any sort of parade, street fair or other type of event.

As it turned out, though, between pressure from my friends to attend and a last-minute change in the project I couldn’t make from home, it wound up being a fairly good opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. So I carpooled with them, and they dropped me off at work while they went to go and get made up as zombies.

When I met back up with them we walked about fifteen minutes back to my office, where the registration line for the Zombie Walk had already grown and extended around the block. I walked with the three of them as they calmly cut past the line, crossed under the yellow tape into the main lot and told the staff there they were ready to get to work.

I did something of a double-take, as I had not realized my friends were part of the event staff and that I had inadvertently signed on as a volunteer. I stood there slackjawed as we were handed badges and orange traffic-marshalling vests, and two-sided signs that could be used to direct zombies (“stop” and “slow”).

The next hour or so was spent in mixed ways. The time of the event hadn’t been properly advertised, and one of my friends needed to get things from the car which was parked a fifteen-minute walk away, so she and I had to speedwalk it over there and back, lugging with us zombie makeup, picnic items and folding chairs for the outdoor showing of Shaun of the Dead that was going to follow the walk.

I should mention at this point that it was hot out. Extremely sunny and extremely hot. And I was wearing two layers of tattered zombie clothing with a large plastic prosthetic against my chest that didn’t exactly breathe. I was not doing so well.

When we got back I was given a very quick zombie makeup job, and our jobs were explained to us in a highly abstract and unspecific fashion. I had no clue what was expected of me and was extremely nervous. It wasn’t until the zombie hordes actually got to walking (led by a guy dangling a brain from a stick he was carrying) that I started to get some idea of what I should be doing to help keep it moving safely and efficiently.

We were about four blocks from having completed the tour and returning to the starting point when one of the main organizers suddenly ran up to me and said “I need you to go lead the next wave, NOW.”

Okay,” I repsonded, eyes wide and positively betraying that I had no clue what I was even doing there let alone how one is meant to take charge of a several-hundred-person zombie horde, and I ran as fast as I could through the relentless heat up and over the four blocks it took to get to the starting point.

Over the next hour or so I twice led a swarm of zombies around Fremont, armed only with my orange vest and cardobard sign, doing what I think was an admirable job from the absolutely no training that I’d received. There were some difficulties and blatant errors in judgment I made regarding which intersections to cross and when, but it could have gone worse I suppose.

We stayed and watched the movie afterward, and heard the announcement that there had been nearly four thousand zombies registered (earning us the world record by a slim margin).

All in all, my day off wound up being consumed with about eight hours of zombie madness, many of which were spent walking all around Fremont in the hot sun. My feet ache like hell today, and soon I will be embarking on another walk of about 25 minutes from my work to a friend who has a houseboat on Lake Union, right near Gas Works Park where the fourth-of-July fireworks will be exploding from.

It will be an awesome party, but I look forward to giving my feet a rest in the coming weeks.

Dan.

Even better

Wednesday, December 31st, 2008

As this year winds down I’m feeling in a bit of a funk, so I wanted to take the opportunity to review what a remarkable year it’s actually been for me, in that I:

  • Got to be in an outstanding production of Urinetown, one of my cross-off-my-list-before-I-die shows
  • Played a wicked stepsister in a kid’s production of Cinderella
  • Sang solo for the first time in a musical
  • Walked around the city pretending to be a flamingo to promote the local zoo
  • Did the entire 54-hour improvathon, and became the world-record holder as far as anyone can account for
  • Purchased a fancy new suit (my first since high school!)
  • Surprised my mom by flying over 3000 km to visit on her birthday
  • Played a legendary role as Riff Raff in The Rocky Horror Show, and in that vein
  • Got away with playing a role meant for a rock-tenor-screamer without everyone hating me at the end of it
  • Took an expenses-paid trip to Austin, Texas (even if much of it was spent shilling for Microsoft)
  • Played as Bob Crachit in An Improvised Christmas Carol
  • Got to perform opposite a celebrity on my birthday
  • Increased my circle of friends, while also drawing it tighter
  • Felt – even for brief moments – like I belonged, and mattered

Tonight I play in the Unexpected Productions New Year’s Eve Extreme Theatresports, which has been sold out since yesterday sometime.

There’ve been downs as well as ups, of course, and I’m not being exhaustive with that list, but on the whole it’s been an exceptional and memorable year. I try telling myself: how many people can claim to have done half as many things that were half as interesting?

Here’s looking forward to 2009 being even beter.

Dan.

Thundersnow

Friday, December 26th, 2008

Been a while since my last post. I’ve been busy, though… rather notably, my birthday was crashed by Joel McHale, the host of E!’s The Soup. More specifically, Joel is an alumnus of Unexpected and was in town briefly, so was invited to play on a Theatresports team. This just happened to be on the same night as my birthday Theatresports performance… so my team was suddenly up against a team of UP’s most experienced ringers.

At least I got a picture of him giving me noogies, the second in my series of celebrity noogies (the other entry being Screech from Saved by the Bell):

McHale Noogies

Joel is a nice guy and an excellent improviser (his ringer-team justifiably won by about ten points), but I got the impression he is jaded and annoyed by his own celebrity, and that he liked me less after I asked him to pose for that photo. It was interesting sharing a stage with him, although I had to roll my eyes a bit at my birthday being upstaged.

I have to admit, though, that it was useful having him there to get more people to come out to the show, which initially wouldn’t have been a problem except that we have been enduring a minor snowpocalypse these past couple of weeks. We had the rather unusual situation that there was not only a storm, but once the storm was over the snow kept on coming, and just when you thought that had petered out we had another storm, this time with the extremely rare and awesome-sounding thundersnow.

Having grown up in Toronto, it’s easy for me to dismiss the average Seattlite’s unpreparedness to deal with snow. But the truth of the matter is that both Toronto and New York are pretty flat whereas Seattle is practically carved into the side of a mountain, and for the week or so of snow that we normally get out here there isn’t the money budgeted for a proper snow-removal infrastructure (although I’ve heard the argument that the lost retail sales tax from this last week or so alone would have paid for the equipment and labour).

The upshot is that many people were effectively trapped at home (if not actually then psychologically), and so I had a lot of unfortunate cancellations. The discovery that Joel would be there may have persuaded a few of those who otherwise wouldn’t have braved the elements to do so, though, so I’m grateful for that.

Now I’m quite used to driving in snow back in Canada, but I’m also used to having snow tires on for five or six months out of the year, which is something that simply doesn’t make economic sense out here. So I experimented with buying chains for my tires… and I’m thrilled to report that they managed to break within the first day I owned them, catching on the metal in the interior rims of the wheel shaft of my car and damaging the rims rather badly (although it only appears to be cosmetic damage). So much for that experiment.

Between my birthday Theatresports and Christmas Carol I’ve been spending an awful lot of time at UP. We had a holiday party as well, which was plenty of fun, but I’ve determined that White Elephant is just about the most vicious and evil form of gift exchange there is. At least, this is the first that I’ve seen a gift exchange make a small child cry, which is what immediately happened at the first attempt to steal one of the gifts (a model car that the initial selector had already given to her son to play with).

I love being there, but last weekend was a little tetchy for me as I was doing a lot of dangerous driving to get to Christmas Carol in full knowledge that the house would be mostly empty on account of the snow. I feel badly for them, especially since last weekend was closing and we had six performances scheduled. We are having two make-up performances tomorrow and Sunday if anyone wanted to see it and couldn’t make it out.

Due to about equal parts the bad driving conditions and my own humbuggy nature I spent Christmas alone in my condo yesterday, but it was okay. I got to relax some and mentally steel myself for the new year… which I know will be interesting if nothing else.

Dan.