New car smell

We’re getting a new car. We’ve been a one-car household for almost four years and this year we’ve finally hit the point where it’s been interfering with both of our jobs and activities. We’ve been thinking about this for a while, never quite sure what the right path forward was, but this last week we finally got ourselves in gear. Monday we looked at the Subaru dealership, test drove four different models, and inquired about leasing. Wednesday we stopped by the Honda dealership to test drive an Accord and the updated model of our decade-old Fit. Got leasing and purchase info there. Thursday we stopped back at Subaru to check out a detail about the interior of the Legacy and to give it another drive. We got leasing info as well as purchase info – the dealership was taking enough off the sticker price to make purchasing the Legacy a good option. Yesterday on the way home from picking up Gill we stopped at the credit union and

And so that’s what we’re doing. I’m at work watching the Met Opera‘s broadcast of “Eugene Onegin” and Gill is at the dealer purchasing a brand new car. With care the Fit should last at least another six years, maybe eight to ten on the outside, at which point we’ll probably all have stopped using gasoline for fuel.

Current Mood: 😯anxious
Current Music: Tchaikovsky – Eugene Onegin

Back and forth, back and forth

We got back from California on Monday. Well, we actually got back on Sunday, but we spent the night at my parent’s house rather than drive back after dark, so we didn’t get home until Monday morning.

I landed at OAK on Monday afternoon, grabbed my luggage, and then spent forty five minutes trying to get my rental car. The first car I picked out had a really low steering wheel – like, brushing the tops of my thighs low, and it didn’t get adjust any higher. The second was fine, but when I ried to leave it turned out that it wasn’t actually available for rent so I had to reverse back into the rental lot, park, and then pick out the third car. I ended up driving a Nissan Versa which was the example model they listed when I chose what class car I wanted to rent. After finally getting to leave the rental lot I drove straight to the school.

What is there to say about the situation at Moreau? Grant, the latest fired designer, was about halfway competent. When I arrived there were a bunch of lights already hung and “focused” in the theatre, and there were some cues already, but it was a terrible job. Most scenes were being lit from the same six lights at the back fo the house, giving every song and scene the same flat, washed-out look. Plus, there was so much spill all around the proscenium I have to assume he either planned to re-focus later or just didn’t care. Probably the latter.

So for the first rehearsal I just watched, took some notes, and tried to make sense of what I had walked into. Tuesday I refocused the lights that were already hanging, ordered a rental package of 18 additional lights, and started re-doing the cues. Wednesday I picked up the rental, hung more lights, and continued refocus. By Thursday I was seriously re-writing the cues and adding more, and by Friday opening I was just down to tweaking the look and timing of some of the cues.

Now, it doesn’t look great. We opened the show on Friday with what I’d usually peg as a Sunday or Monday before opening version, but given the speed with which this all fell together I’m pretty pleased with how it turned out.

It was really nice to see everyone again. I spent most of my time in the theater, of course, but I spent the week sleeping in Angela’s spare bedroom. The students