Today I am ill.
I have a head cold. I am staying at home. Things I could have been doing to day include: bushwalking, playing volleyball, a Sparrow-Folk gig, playing board games at Kate’s housewarming, and (most likely) celebrating Michael and Shy’s civil partnership. Instead I’m wallowing in tissues and a vague sweaty feeling, playing computer games, listening to music and trying not to think too hard. That last one is irritating, I could use this window in my calendar to do something dull, like last year’s tax, but I don’t trust myself to do it properly. However, this is an opportunity to write an entry into my weblog. I don’t need to do that properly; I’m ill so there won’t be any links, and little eloquence.
Improvised theatre has been taking up a lot of my time. The Impro ACT courses are interesting and I’m still learning things every week. I visited Sydney for a weekend intensive course with Parallelogramophonograph which was amazing and astounding; I learned something about telling stories which I understood and then successfully executed, consciously and on purpose. (I highly recommend Pgraph workshops, if you like that sort of thing.) Pgraph also presented an Improvised French Farce
at the Roxbury Hotel in Glebe, just to prove they were accomplished performers as well as excellent tutors. They were on the bill with Full Body Contact No Love Tennis
, so I got to see some Sydney people I know on stage being entertaining (hi Kate, hi Marko) with their clever friends. Back in Canberra the last two Schnitz & Giggles
shows in March have been good fun but unusually lack lustre. I’m in one more on 7 April, I hope we shall be sufficiently entertaining. Also, Megs, who taught me how to improvise, is moving to Canada indefinitely so some people gave her a send off on Saint Patrick’s Day, which was nice.
At the Canberra Theater I saw Mousetrap Productions’ A Murder is Announced
which was very good, except the set was quite stretched across the large stage, creating some odd striding across the parlour at Little Paddocks, Chipping Cleghorn. Last week at Gorman House I saw Arthur Productions’ Cut Snake
which was quite magnificent. Apart from theatre events I saw Sparrow-Folk support The Good Lovelies (from Canada); I have played more volleyball (where I thoroughly stood on Stewart's prescription sunglasses); played more games at Amber and Oli’s; and I saw Skyfire (on purpose) for the first time since I moved to Canberra in 2002.
This weblog entry is now done.