Thursday, July 06, 2006
Where I'm late for drama
I dreamed that I decided to walk to the church for a drama meeting. I had gotten to about the library when I realized I was going to be horribly late, when I rounded a corner and there was the church. We were meeting in one of the old drama rooms - specifically, the one by the fellowship hall. As I walked up, drama was ending (I guess I was late after all), and as everyone was leaving, Amber said something about my having a fiance. I figured she was just being weird, so I responded, "No, YOU'VE got a fiance." (Which isn't that great a retort anyway.) She found this hilarious and laughed for like ten minutes.
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Where we're doing skits for the AWANA leaders' appreciation
I dreamed we were doing the AWANA skit in drama to thank the leaders for having worked this year, except we were doing a series of skits. The first one was a serious one. In fact, it was the human video of Chris Rice's "Untitled Hymn" that we did a ways back.
Then we did this really, really stupid one that had no spiritual point at all and was mostly adlibbed. It involved like... being able to switch between worlds. There was this big dance pad on the floor, and it had four sections around the edge and then one in the middle. If you jumped in the middle and then on to one of the sections, it would switch to that world. I remember World #2 was like "Party" or something, and World #4 had a picture of stars and the sun on it and it was titled "Madness" and if I jumped on it we'd be transported to this world where everyone was nuts. At one point we also had people positioned in the audience to stand up and start acting crazy. I'm not sure why we did this. Why would we want to scare these people any more than they probably already were?
When it was finished, Jayme whispered to me, "That was horrible." I said no, it had gone well.
We had two more skits to do, one was silly and one was serious. There was a break, though, and we started mulling around and putting the set away. Melanie showed up in what was apparently a giant radish costume, but we told her she didn't have to wear it yet. So she took it off, and underneath she had this ENORMOUS fancy blue gown with like... giant ruffles around her neck. I remember one shot of her where she was walking out of the sanctuary, dragging the radish costume behind her.
Before we were to perform the other skits (one which featured the radish costume), Dacia had a song to sing. Well, at first it was Dacia. And at first she was singing "Untitled Hymn" but she kept laughing because she didn't know we were going to do a skit on it. As she walked closer to us, though, I saw it was really Carly, who was in the drama team LAST year, and she was singing parts of "Untitled Hymn" but parts of just her own song. Also, she was absolutely horrible. She kept trying to sing opera-like notes and changing keys all over the place. It was one of the worst singing jobs I've ever heard, and that includes Oi Holy Night. Amber was sitting next to me, and she pointed this out to me: "She's awful."
Then we did this really, really stupid one that had no spiritual point at all and was mostly adlibbed. It involved like... being able to switch between worlds. There was this big dance pad on the floor, and it had four sections around the edge and then one in the middle. If you jumped in the middle and then on to one of the sections, it would switch to that world. I remember World #2 was like "Party" or something, and World #4 had a picture of stars and the sun on it and it was titled "Madness" and if I jumped on it we'd be transported to this world where everyone was nuts. At one point we also had people positioned in the audience to stand up and start acting crazy. I'm not sure why we did this. Why would we want to scare these people any more than they probably already were?
When it was finished, Jayme whispered to me, "That was horrible." I said no, it had gone well.
We had two more skits to do, one was silly and one was serious. There was a break, though, and we started mulling around and putting the set away. Melanie showed up in what was apparently a giant radish costume, but we told her she didn't have to wear it yet. So she took it off, and underneath she had this ENORMOUS fancy blue gown with like... giant ruffles around her neck. I remember one shot of her where she was walking out of the sanctuary, dragging the radish costume behind her.
Before we were to perform the other skits (one which featured the radish costume), Dacia had a song to sing. Well, at first it was Dacia. And at first she was singing "Untitled Hymn" but she kept laughing because she didn't know we were going to do a skit on it. As she walked closer to us, though, I saw it was really Carly, who was in the drama team LAST year, and she was singing parts of "Untitled Hymn" but parts of just her own song. Also, she was absolutely horrible. She kept trying to sing opera-like notes and changing keys all over the place. It was one of the worst singing jobs I've ever heard, and that includes Oi Holy Night. Amber was sitting next to me, and she pointed this out to me: "She's awful."
Labels: amber, awana, carly, chris rice, dacia, drama, melanie
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Where the youth play has songs in it and Dad breaks Mom
I had a dream that at one point Jayme and Dianna were going to re-write the spring play so that it had songs in it. I wasn't too sure about this idea, so I read through some of their re-writes. They had definitely re-written it as an Oregon Trail diary, with lots of bad songs that were parodies of real songs. However, I decided to try one out, so I had the drama team try to practice one that was written to the tune of "You're the Top". Considering most of them couldn't sing, it sounded really good.
Next thing I knew, I was getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. My mom and dad's room is right next to the bathroom. For some reason I decided to open their door (to say good night to them, I think). When I opened the door, my mom was trying to exercise, and Dad was apparently trying to help her out. He had picked her up and somehow scrunched her up until she was practically in the fetal position. She started screaming that she'd never be able to straighten out again, so he quickly let go of her and she landed on the bed. But it was true, she wasn't able to straighten herself out. She just sort of lay there on the bed, trying to move back into normal position and shaking.
Next thing I knew, I was getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. My mom and dad's room is right next to the bathroom. For some reason I decided to open their door (to say good night to them, I think). When I opened the door, my mom was trying to exercise, and Dad was apparently trying to help her out. He had picked her up and somehow scrunched her up until she was practically in the fetal position. She started screaming that she'd never be able to straighten out again, so he quickly let go of her and she landed on the bed. But it was true, she wasn't able to straighten herself out. She just sort of lay there on the bed, trying to move back into normal position and shaking.
Labels: cole porter, dad, dianna, drama, jayme, mom
Friday, December 23, 2005
Where the Christmas play flops
I dreamed that we were reperforming the Christmas play because the performance we did was really just a dress rehearsal that people could come to if they wanted. We showed up on this night and found out that half the cast members weren’t even there. It was mostly just me, Jayme, Amanda, Alicia, and Eden, who was back with us. We did the best we could, but it was really bad.
Halfway through scene three, I suddenly remembered we’d decided to change the ending for the play, because the original ending involved someone killing someone else, and we’d decided it was too gruesome. However we’d never had time to write up a new ending, so I had to improvise one on the spot. I couldn’t give my normal cues, because then people would just go ahead with the original ending.
I remember walking to the door on the stage and thinking, “What am I going to do?” and I opened the door and Jayme, Alicia, and Eden were standing there. I thought, Oh, phew, I can count on them to improvise for me! and I quickly let them in on the situation, and then realizing mics were still on, so the audience could hear everything.
I went back out onto the stage, counting on those girls to come out and back me up in whatever improv I ended up doing for this ending. However, people just kept POURING out of that back room. Before long there were about eighteen girls on the stage, including the three I’d seen before, and then Sarah G, Olivia S, Manda, and a bunch of people I didn’t recognize. I said, “Not ALL of you are supposed to come out!” There was a disapproving laugh from the audience and I was struck with the realization that what I’d said was hardly a good improv bit.
At the end of the third scene, Jayme suggested I go out and apologize to the audience. So I did, I went out in front, made some sort of “technical difficulties” excuse, and said we’d be happy to refund their money or show a video of the previous night’s show for free.
Halfway through scene three, I suddenly remembered we’d decided to change the ending for the play, because the original ending involved someone killing someone else, and we’d decided it was too gruesome. However we’d never had time to write up a new ending, so I had to improvise one on the spot. I couldn’t give my normal cues, because then people would just go ahead with the original ending.
I remember walking to the door on the stage and thinking, “What am I going to do?” and I opened the door and Jayme, Alicia, and Eden were standing there. I thought, Oh, phew, I can count on them to improvise for me! and I quickly let them in on the situation, and then realizing mics were still on, so the audience could hear everything.
I went back out onto the stage, counting on those girls to come out and back me up in whatever improv I ended up doing for this ending. However, people just kept POURING out of that back room. Before long there were about eighteen girls on the stage, including the three I’d seen before, and then Sarah G, Olivia S, Manda, and a bunch of people I didn’t recognize. I said, “Not ALL of you are supposed to come out!” There was a disapproving laugh from the audience and I was struck with the realization that what I’d said was hardly a good improv bit.
At the end of the third scene, Jayme suggested I go out and apologize to the audience. So I did, I went out in front, made some sort of “technical difficulties” excuse, and said we’d be happy to refund their money or show a video of the previous night’s show for free.
Labels: alicia, drama, eden, jayme, manda, olivia, sarah g
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Where I mess up the play and can't get into Spanish
I had two dreams right in a row. First I dreamed I was on the stage for And Then There Was One, Too, but every time I opened my mouth to speak, all I could do was sing "Blow Winds" from Zanna, Don't!
Then I dreamed that it was Monday morning at the college this fall and I went to return the Spanish tape to my Spanish instructor but instead of her there was someone else there. She kinda looked like the nurse from Soapdish who turned out to be a guy. I talked with her for a little bit in Spanish and then asked if we were going to do the Wednesday morning things, where we just got together and talked in Spanish. And she immediately went, "Oh, no, no, you can't do that unless you're in the class." I said, "But we're just talking in Spanish." And she says, "No, not unless you're in the class." And it really irritated me that I wasn't allowed to talk to people in Spanish without signing up for the class, so I threatened to sue her or something.
Then I dreamed that it was Monday morning at the college this fall and I went to return the Spanish tape to my Spanish instructor but instead of her there was someone else there. She kinda looked like the nurse from Soapdish who turned out to be a guy. I talked with her for a little bit in Spanish and then asked if we were going to do the Wednesday morning things, where we just got together and talked in Spanish. And she immediately went, "Oh, no, no, you can't do that unless you're in the class." I said, "But we're just talking in Spanish." And she says, "No, not unless you're in the class." And it really irritated me that I wasn't allowed to talk to people in Spanish without signing up for the class, so I threatened to sue her or something.
Labels: drama, mrs c, zanna don't
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Where Dad critiques the drama team
I dreamed that the drama team was doing a skit for the whole church. My father and I were up in the front seat, and he was taking notes with a red pen during the skit. The skit wasn't going so awfully well, there were a couple flubbed lines, but they were continuing nicely - or would have been, except that every time they messed up a line my father would speak up and ask them if they were aware that they'd made a mistake. I was quite embarrassed and kept hoping he'd be quiet.
