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The Long Awaited Picture Post

At last, picture proof of my adventures in South Carolina!

This is a shot of the very first day we all met each other, in the Longstreet Theater, where the department offices are located.

Here's a good shot of the whole group (minus a few), when we went to Frankie's Fun Park to celebrate Actor Jock's birthday. (That's AJ himself sitting on the rail on the left there)

We had a lot of fun last weekend when we went to a Kareoke bar to celebrate Jen's birthday.

Sonny (Brian) and Cher (Jen) sing "I've Got You Babe"

Downey, recently voted by me as the coolest guy on the planet, had a little too much to drink...

...and sang "You Can Call Me Al" as if he was William Shatner...

... and danced with an old woman in a wheelchair...

...and endured the endless shame of an alcoholic gone out of control.

His wife, Liesl, recently voted by me the coolest chick on the planet, sings a song and tries to keep a happy disposition in despite of her drunken husband.

We try some latin dancing...

...and the limbo...

...and some kind of dance with strips of cloth (that's lighting designer Ian bathed in celestial light there)...

...and I attempt to sing "If I Had a Million Dollars," while a very drunk Ben sings loudly and horribly off-key right in my ear.

The four amazing women in our lives - Jen, Beth, Felicia, and Liesl.

And there you have it! A fun time had by all. I'm very busy here with school, but we still find time to party. We finally met our Romanian director today. Still no word on what role's we're playing, but its looking like I'm going to get a really smaaaaaall part. Ah well.

Comments

Anonymous said…
It looks like lighting designer Ian is about to be beamed aboard the U.S.S. Enterprise in that photo. It's like the glow is emanating from him.
Anonymous said…
i didnt think she looked that old.
aunt connie
As I recall, you had a B.A. in English? And you got into an Acting Masters program?

... I still think that's awesome.

Looks like you're having fun, too. Keep it up, man!

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