Author: Gareth

I’m…Dreaming…of a White…THANKSGIVING??

Yeah–late to the party. Everybody and their dog have commented about the snow already.

“The storm will cut to the south, and the Topeka/Kansas City corridor should only see a trace of snow.” In your face, Mr. Plastic-grin WeatherPimp. Lawrence got hit with about 5-ish inches, judging from the view outside my office window. (said view being my front yard—have I mentioned how much I like working from home?) Pretty.

Finishing up some work today before (*gasp!*) actually taking the next four days off. I mean it–I asked Laura to make sure that I don’t creep upstairs at any point and start doing “just a little bit” of work at any point in the next four days (That’s actually one of the drawbacks of working at home–it’s far too easy to never leave the office).

So, this weekend we’ll get started on the Stage show for the 2005 Festival season. We had two of our proposed cast back out on us–one wasn’t a surprise, honestly, but the other was a bit of a blow. We’ve contacted a replacement, and decided to pare down from 6 to 5, instead of finding another replacement. The show will probably be stronger with 5, now that I think about it. (Thanks to Mike for the suggestion) We’ll be doing major rehearsal during the next couple of months, so that we can record an audition DVD in front of an audience (yes, we’ll need you folks to come) to send out to the various area Festivals. I can’t wait to get started.

Yeah–late to the party. Everybody and their dog have commented about the snow already.

“The storm will cut to the south, and the Topeka/Kansas City corridor should only see a trace of snow.” In your face, Mr. Plastic-grin WeatherPimp. Lawrence got hit with about 5-ish inches, judging from the view outside my office window. (said view being my front yard—have I mentioned how much I like working from home?) Pretty.

Finishing up some work today before (*gasp!*) actually taking the next four days off. I mean it–I asked to make sure that I don’t creep upstairs at any point and start doing “just a little bit” of work at any point in the next four days (That’s actually one of the drawbacks of working at home–it’s far too easy to never leave the office).

So, this weekend we’ll get started on the Stage show for the 2005 Festival season. We had two of our proposed cast back out on us–one wasn’t a surprise, honestly, but the other was a bit of a blow. We’ve contacted a replacement, and decided to pare down from 6 to 5, instead of finding another replacement. The show will probably be stronger with 5, now that I think about it. (Thanks to for the suggestion) We’ll be doing major rehearsal during the next couple of months, so that we can record an audition DVD in front of an audience (yes, we’ll need you folks to come) to send out to the various area Festivals. I can’t wait to get started.

Last night we went to ‘s friends place in Topeka, for the blessing of their baby. To my suprise, they had it done in a Wiccan ceremony–calling of the quarters, the cardinal points, casting of the circle, the whole shebang. I didn’t know that they leaned that way…I guess I don’t know them as well as does.

It was my first ritual in a very, very long time–I’ve spent a lot of time as a solitary. I think the last public ritual I attended was something like 16 years ago.

A chime definitely went off in my soul somewhere. I miss this. I don’t know anyone who has a regular group, much less anyone I know well enough to feel comfortable with, but I miss it nonetheless…I have been feeling somewhat spiritually disconnected for a while now. For a time, we even were attending the local Episcopal church, which was close enough to the high ritual of my Irish Catholic childhood for me to feel…something, I guess. It didn’t pan out. In about 4 months, I reached the point where the same old things were pissing me off, and confirmed for me that I’m not remotely Christian.

The solitary pagan thing is tough, though. Part of what religion provides is a sense of spiritual community, which you just don’t get as a solitary.

Ah well. Deep thoughts.

Back to work. (This is a short week, so I’ve got a bunch to do)