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LiFT Labours

Rehearsals continue for Love’s Labour’s Lost by William Shakesapeare, to be presented by LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company as part of Little Falls Canal Celebration August 13 and 14, 2022. We rehearsed last night, with the result that I was too tired to make even a Tired Tuesday Post.  I hope to make it up to you by sharing a few more rehearsal pictures.  Of course I also hope to induce local readers to come out and see the play.  It’s going to be great!

A delightful bantering duo.

We were looking at costume pieces last night, so I should have taken a couple more pictures, only I did not have my Tablet with me.  Don Armadio, the dude in the hat, is going to wear the purple cape I wore a few years ago as Gonzago, or whatever his name was in The Tempest.  Don’t judge me to harshly for forgetting the name.  I am having enough trouble remembering my lines for this one!

The prince and his guys.

We have been having a blast at rehearsals, cracking each other up.  When somebody does something, on purpose or accidentally, particularly funny, we all yell, “Keep it! Keep it!”  I would give an example, but I don’t want to spoil the joke for anybody who comes to see the play.

This one is a really funny scene!

I think I will bring my Tablet tonight and get somebody to take some pictures with me in them, as well as my friend Kim.  All our scenes are together, so I have none of her, either.  Egregious omission!  Does that sound Shakespearean?  I may be infected.

Love’s Labour’s Lost will be shown free of charge at Benton’s Landing in Little Falls, NY, at 1 p.m. Saturday and Sunday, August 13 and 14, 2022.  I hope to see you there!

 

Not a Promising Blog Post

What the hell? I just typed in about two paragraphs worth of words, and they are nowhere to be seen!

That is what I ten-finger typed on my laptop (regular readers may recall that now it is exclusively a dining-room-tabletop) after attempting to make a Pre-Rehearsal Post. With the laptop there tends to be a delay, especially when I type fast, as I often do. So I just let my fingers fly then wait for the words to magically appear. Today they did not. In frustration, I typed in the preceding paragraph and gave it up till after rehearsal.

Now it is after rehearsal, and I am reclined in by bed, pecking in one letter at a time with the stylus on my Tablet, which is what I have sadly become used to doing. I am also sadly becoming used to making post after post about, well, nothing in particular. I must do something about that, but I can’t seem to think of any steps I can take right now.

The best thing I can think to do is bill it as a Tired Tuesday Post and hope that tomorrow I can come up with something better than Wuss-Out Wednesday. But as regular readers know, I never make promises about these things.

I Entertain a Blog Post

How about a Post-Rehearsal Post? I would normally end that sentence with a period not a question mark, since I intend to go ahead and make the post anyways. However, this evening I entertain doubts of my ability to do so.

By the way, “entertain doubts” is one of my favorite expressions. When you entertain doubts, how do you do it? Do you invite them into your parlor and serve tea? Or do you do a little song and dance, maybe some stand-up comedy? I lean towards the latter, being a theatre geek, but the idea of treating doubts as my honored guest also has its appeal.

But I digress.

I am doubting my ability to make a blog post, because I have a whanging headache (no, autocorrect, I do not mean a changing headache; I wish it would change!). I started to get it at rehearsal, as the sun seemed to set right into my eyes. It was even worse on the ride home. Kim was driving, so I must count my blessings. I took a couple extra strength acetaminophens when I got home, so that is another blessing I can count.

So this is my blog post. I can bill it as a Tired Tuesday or a Blogger’s Sick Day, but I guess it is really yet another Post About Why I Can’t Make a Blog Post. Once again, thank you for tuning in.

No Rehearsal Post

I am taking a Blogger’s Sick Day. I should be at rehearsal as I type this (on the Tablet, one letter at a time with the stylus) (why do I always feel the need to say that?). I never miss rehearsal! I guess I should say almost never. Oh dear.

Why is my Tablet underlining the second “rehearsal” in the previous paragraph? Another mystery to ponder. However, I will ponder it later. Now I am going to lie down. No doubt I will feel better tomorrow.

Pre-Rehearsal Post, Yay!

How long has it been since I made a Pre-Rehearsal Post? I can’t possibly do the math, and I am not about to try to arrow back and look. I am on our laptop (which regular readers may recall is actually a dining-room-table-top and we dare not move it), and it is acting even more sluggishly than the Tablet, although not quite as sluggishly as my brain, so there’s that.

I do not have a whole lot to say, which is convenient, since I do not have a whole lot of time to make the post. It might be a better idea to study my lines some more. I have two parts. It is very exciting for me.

I have been looking over my lines while on break at work. It is fun when my co-workers ask me what I am reading, and I can tell them I am in a play. I enjoy telling all and sundry about my theatrical endeavors. A few of them may even decide to come see the play. A co-worker once came to see a murder mystery, and he brought his son and girlfriend.

To re-iterate, LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company, is presenting Love’s Labour’s Lost by William Shakespeare, at Benton Landing, Little Falls, NY, in August as part of Little Falls Canal Celebration.

It LiFTs My Spirits

Rehearsals begin tonight for Love’s Labour’s Lost by William Shakespeare, presented by Lift, Little Falls, NY Theatre Company. Full Disclosure: I am not at rehearsal. I’m not in that scene. But I am very excited for rehearsals to start. I have been studying my lines.

In light of this, I would like to throw back to past LiFT productions for my Throwback Thursday Post.

You tell her, Prospera!

Here is a dramatic scene from a performance of The Tempest in 2017 (why does autocorrect always delete the first digit of any number over 10?).

And here are a few posed shots.

A less dramatic moment.

The above picture was some LiFTers in January 2020, trying to make a plan to bring Shakespeare back to Little Falls that summer. We all know how that year worked out.

I thought I had some other pictures but as usual am having trouble navigating my Media Library. It will soon be time for me to start sharing new pictures. In the meantime, I hope this will do. Once again, thank you for tuning in.

And So It Begins

I got an email last week about a table reading for Love’s Labour’s Lost by William Shakespeare, the play to be presented by LiFT, the Little Falls, NY Theatre Company during the Canal Days this August (ooh, that was a long sentence).

Full disclosure: My friend Kim told me about it first, and I went searching through my emails till I found it. I have four email addresses and sadly do not check them all on a regular basis. Be that as it may, I am really excited to be starting Shakespeare again.

Of course there is that little voice in my head that says, “What are you thinking? You’re tired all the time. Your brain does not function at the capacity it once did, and you still haven’t found time to clean the damn house! How the hell are you going find the oomph to be in a play?”

To that voice, I explain, “Shut up.”

I wrote the above on Monday, because I was too excited to wait till the read-through to start blogging about LiFT and Shakespeare. We had the read-through last night, and it was FUN! There were people I have worked with before and have not seen in a while. There were new to me people (I mean, they weren’t brand new people) (I don’t think), and people who were new to the threatre. The more experienced people assured the newcomers that they would catch right on and have a lot of fun. Indeed, as we read, they certainly seemed to.

Now I have a great motivation to accomplish the elusive WordPress upgrade and share pictures of this new cast as we rehearse another Shakespeare play. No time to write more! I have to start learning my lines.

A Different Wednesday Thing

Steve and I have not been able to do our usual Wednesday Thing of going to Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort for food and music lately, because of rehearsals for Game Show at Ilion Little Theatre. However, we did manage to have an excellent dinner last night at Sorrento Pizzeria and Restaurant in Ilion, NY.

We had to drop off my car at the dealership for an oil change and stuff (not very interesting, to me anyways). Steve was nobly going to drive it there himself on Thursday and wait for it, but I said why not drop it off? Then I suggested we drop it off and go for dinner at Sorrento’s before rehearsal. I have a good idea once in a while.

As we pulled into the parking lot, we noticed the sign reminding us that reservations are preferred. We had forgotten (I only drive by the place every day; how could I forget such a thing?) Luckily, they were able to find us a table anyways. Soon we were perusing menus. So many excellent choices! But I knew wanted salad, and Steven was thinking of a bowl of soup.

I got an antipasto, while Steven got chicken vegetable soup. We decided to split an order of Bosco sticks. I had overheard the counter personnel mention them in a take-out order, and I thought, Yum! The waitress told me the antipasto was huge, were we splitting it.

“No, it is for me, and it is also going to be my lunch for the next two days,” I told her. That is usually my evil plan when I order salad on Wednesday.

In that case, she said she would bring me a separate place and the dressing on the side. Otherwise the lettuce would get soggy before tomorrow’s lunch.

It was a delicious dinner, and not too heavy, so we were fueled up but not weighted down for rehearsal.

Sorrento Pizzeria and Restaurant is located at 86 Central Ave., Ilion, NY, phone number (315) 894-9991. They are open 11 a.m. to 8 p.m. Monday through Thursday, 11 a.m. to 9 p.m. Friday, and noon to 8 p.m. Saturday and Sunday.

Pre-Rehearsal Monsters?

I typed in the headline with a question mark, because I am not sure how well this is going to work out. I have a mere 17 minutes before I have to get ready and go to rehearsal for Game Show, the play Steven and I are in at Ilion Little Theatre (I mention for those who had not read it here or had forgotten).

Aaand that was a far as I got. And here is a Freudian typo: I wanted to use multiple A’s for “and” but at first typed “assnd.” Because I feel like an ass. I have made blog posts in 15 minutes or less. It can happen. Then I got the One More Thing disease, so we were not early for rehearsal. Never mind that: I put Monsters in the title, I am going to put monsters in the post

Me, studying my lines.

One reason I was unable to make the post before rehearsal yesterday is I started on this sick headache, which, incidentally still plagues me this morning. I took my temperature: not running a fever, not COVID. Anyways, it is my only symptom. I only mention it, because, you know how it is: when you have a head- or some other kind of ache, it tends to dominate your thoughts.

I’m not ready for a coffin yet.

Rehearsal was not as enjoyable as it may have been, due to my headache. However, I managed to be off book. I guess it is not that impressive; I have very few lines. Now I have to learn everybody else’s lines. For one reason: I will know more betterly when my lines are coming (yes, I know “more betterly” is not proper English; it is a silly thing I like to say). For another, when somebody forgets their line, sometimes I can say something in character that helps them remember or at least keeps the scene going.

Steve is no longer invisible.

The Steve in the above caption does not refer to my husband Steve but to a character in the play. I think I mentioned that we were down an actor. One fellow had to drop out due to personal reasons. However, we had a replacement last night, and I know he will do an excellent job. As a side note: in this play the director and two actors are named Steve, as is a main character in the play. We’re lousy with Steves!

I see I have talked more about the play than the monsters, but I think that is all right. Additionally, I am over 400 words. How did that happen? It must be the coffee.

In Haste, Late, and I Need Coffee!

I overslept! What a stupid thing to do! Talk about a Wuss-out Wednesday! This is a late post to begin with, and now it is going to be even more foolish than usual. If you can imagine such a thing (I can, but then I have a vivid imagination).

In my defense, I had rehearsal last night. I guess if that is going to be a defense, this blog is in for a lot of late, foolish posts in the near future. Until the blog becomes All Game Show All The Time. Game Show, for those of you just tuning in, is the play at Ilion Little Theatre that Steve and I both have parts in.

Last night’s rehearsal was a little less fun for me than Tuesday night’s, but you’ll have that. We are blocking right now, which I find the most boring portion of rehearsing any play. Blocking, in case you don’t know, is when the director tells the actors where they are supposed to move and when. Boring, but necessary. I have worked with a couple of directors who have not worked it out or, worse yet, just let the actors free to move where and when they please. Believe me, as rehearsals progress, you run into a lot more problems.

But I did not mean to digress into the mechanics of rehearsing a play. It might make a good blog post, but it is a subject that needs more time than I have right now, and, for me at least, should not be tackled before coffee. Speaking of which, my dear husband just handed me a mug of same. I’ll sign off now.

And I’m over 250 words. Phew!