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Monday, March 29, 2004

Felicia wants a copy of the Tom Keck Retrospective CD - remember to make her a copy.

Sunday, March 28, 2004

I feel awful. Like I'm 15 again, that lingering feeling of self-loathing, the conviction I've blown something enormous, the tic-like need to say it out loud. Possibly just an eventful week (couple of weeks) wearing out my defenses.

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

Tom keeps giving stuff away. As head of TV programming, he has received attempted bribes in the form of merchandise from various programs over the years, which he has collected in his office, and I guess he is now clearing it out. Or maybe he does this all the time, I don’t know. Just today I was given a Booh-Bah toy (one of those Teletubby things for older kids), a pair of nice Vietnamese chopsticks in a bamboo case, with matching blank notecard, and a jazz CD.

I hope Kayla likes the Booh-bah thing. I would keep it, but I have too much crap. And it's Barbie-pink. And it looks like a VD-rife penis. Or perhaps a larval Darth Maul.
It's working!

Monday, March 08, 2004

So tired ... so, so tired ...

Melissa Dunphy Portfolio
So! I bought my own domain name, finally. It will soon be I guess it's about time I did something like this. I no longer need to be ashamed of having a crappy Geocities site. Right now, my portfolio is on there, but the plan is to learn Flash, and make myself a nice index page, which links to the portfolio, among other stuff, including this blog.

Can't wait.

I am settling into my new job at WITF. There is so much information to take in, I am feeling a little overwhelmed, but it's the first day. It will get better. And yes, this is definitely going to make better use of my brain than any rent-paying job I have worked for ... well, for at least a year. Right now, although my job title is Programming Assistant, I am learning to be a TV Traffic Co-ordinator, so I will be able to take over Jason Stoltzfus' job when he leaves in a couple of weeks, until HR finds a replacement. It seems kind of lame to me to learn a job even though I won't be in it long-term, but I'm sure I can work it to my eventual advantage.

Sunday, March 07, 2004

Among great scientists of past generations were some Christians who developed some ways of thinking about religion that I find very interesting, e.g. the Unitarianism of Sir Isaac Newton, the Monadology of Leibniz, and Latitudinarianism, which influenced John Locke and informed the approach to science that was taken by Lord Kelvin.

The latter (Latitudinarianism) says that humans aren’t smart or well-informed enough to develop theological systems, religious laws, etc. that can be taken for absolute. It is naturally appealing to scientists. Scientists can see perfectly well that we don’t know or understand everything yet, and so they are naturally suspicious of prophets or theologians who claim to have it all figured out! At any rate, this is what I think about when I think about religion.

-- Neal Stephenson

Le Tableau Noir
Album name?

I drove around Etters/Valley Green/Yocumtown on the way home from Anne Frank rehearsal today to check out the real estate.

28 N. Conley St for sale by owner

63 Conley St for sale by owner

Jack Gaughen - I called this real estate agent on Friday, I believe. In charge of lots of houses for sale in the area, including Clover Homes

Fairfield houses - I picked up a pamphlet from a roadside sign. There are new houses being built. The cheapest seems to be around $112K, though you never know.
Doug Gale 258-0017
Gloria Anklam 258-0033
Matt Hathaway 591-0612

Century 21

The Woodes


D'angelo Realty Group

Last night I had a nightmare about the stage. It jogged a memory of another one, though not quite so panic-inducing, I had a few weeks ago ... or perhaps a few days ago. The memory is so vague. The first stage dream involved being late for an appearance on stage. The theater was an open-air amphitheater crossed with the Globe. I was running, and then flying, over green hills and wooded areas, madly trying to reach the stage in time for my entrance. At the same time, I was terrified because I knew that even if I arrived in time, I would not be able to change into my costume, and I was wearing the wrong clothes. When I reached the theater, the backstage rooms were a labyrinthine mess of hallways, with seemingly random openings on both sides and above the stage. I entered an opening above the stage, and suddenly the setting changed to something more like a pirate ship. I felt like Peter Pan, which made some sense, given that I was flying.

This morning I woke after a much more frightening dream, at least in mood. I was in a Theater of the Seventh Sister production - something penned recently, though a period piece. I had not read the script, and therefore had no idea what the play was about, much less learnt my lines. But I was pushed onto stage. As I stood there, mute, I felt the energy all around me grow angry, as the other actors onstage bristled at my lack of preparation. They improvised around me. Part of the purpose of the scene was to change my dress, and as I held my arms up and let my costume be changed, I started to cry. Suddenly, the scene was over, and I was backstage again. I tried to pick up a script and learn my lines for the next scene, but to my horror, I found that I had pages and pages of lines to learn, and that none of them made any sense. In a panic, I awoke. I turned to Matt and tried to tell him about it, but was too confused and tired to put anything into proper sentences, and he was too sleepy to offer comfort. As far as nightmares go, it isn't particularly horrible or frightening in retelling, but I can still feel the ball of panic in my stomach when I think about it.

I told two of the actors in Anne Frank about it at rehearsal today, and to my surprise, they had both had very similar dreams when involved in productions. It seems to be an actor's staple, like dreams of war for soldiers, or falling dreams for everyone.

Today was the most beautiful day. I uncharacteristically felt the urge to wind down my window on the highway, and for the first time in years regretted my decision to discard (or at least postpone) my idea of owning and riding a motorcycle. I found myself grinning uncontrollably as I drove on the 83 bridge over the Susquehanna River in Harrisburg.

Saturday, March 06, 2004

Wow. Most incredible gig last night. It is the most wonderful feeling in the world to play with a band that can jam. I'm stunned. As much as I love recording and doing stuff with Tears for Agnes, the feeling I had while I was onstage last night ... that is a feeling to live for. The crowd was completely bowled over; there were screams and hoots throughout the tracks I played on, and huge applause at the end, and people wouldn't stop coming up to me to congratulate me all night. A girl called Marci in emo glasses ... a friend of Bill's, I think.

Mike, the keyboardist, has pitch like I do, I think. He was answering my calls ... unheard of! I started harmonizing with him later and ... oh, it was just incredible. To play with someone who understands how to do it. Bill Speakman probably gave me the biggest musical thrill I've had in years by following y rhythmic lead on the drums. To have a drummer follow me ... I'm still smiling. And the bassist, Wes, knows what he's doing, and communicates well. And the singer/guitarist, Bill, does as well. Unbelievable.

I think I surprised them a few times by following their riffs, too. Argh, I loved it! Now I just have to decide which gigs of theirs I can play ...

Friday, March 05, 2004

Alex Molchan is into old-skool punk. Particularly Face to Face, and Social Distortion. Goes to ska stuff sometimes. If Social Disorder tours, she'd love to take Matt and I to a gig. Her husband is into old punk even more obsessively than she is.

Kelli is more parasitic than predatory.

I had another thought listening to a cello sonata on the way to lunch, but it was fleeting.

Real Estate, ERA Real Estate - Properties for Sale
Damn, I really like the sound of this townhouse. Location is great, and it's always good to get a new place, though it'll probably be a cookie-cutter kind of place. Might be a bit pricey, though.

But it's gone. I called the real estate agent, and it's under contract. He's going to call back with some other properties in the area - Valley Green, Etters, Yocumtown.

Tonight I have my first gig with Second Sky. Last night Matt spoke to me ... I get the feeling he feels kind of put out that I chose to do this gig in lieu of spending time working on Tears for Agnes stuff. I'm not sure why I chose to do it. Girl who can't say no, I suppose - after all these years of trying to kick the habit, I still can't. But it's more than that. I guess at the heart of my love of music is my love of performance, and it's so hard to turn down the opportunity to perform. Tears for Agnes doesn't perform, and it's hard for me to give recording a greater priority.

Contrarily, the permanency of recording leads me to have much more exacting standards for it. I guess I'm more insecure about recording than I am about performing, which is momentary and slippery in remembrance.

**I need to start looking at real estate***
I'm thinking Newberrytown.

Thursday, March 04, 2004

Greg Poland: Congratulations. That may be the quickest promotion I've ever seen.

flash frog dissection
I love this.

Todd is leaving WITF to devote his time to Fry Films. Well, there you go.
Is anyone going to be left in this company by the end of the year!?
Hrmm, maybe something will open up in production soon.

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

I lost a dollar in the goddamn fat machine downstairs. And I'm too lethargic right now to be bothered writing out a refund slip. I'll do it tomorrow.

Soldier on. Rehearsal, ho. Time to start thinking like a 16y.o. good Jewish girl.

I wish I had more hours in the day. I really want to sing.

I have so much that I wish for, but I'm still wishing.

Monday, March 01, 2004

A Greeting card for Aunt Melissa from Kayla: "Thank you. I saw the cat in the hat. I have a big kitty (Its a stuffed animal that's larger than Kayla is) and I have a fish. I went to my teacher's today. I ate pigs in a blanket and I think that's it.
I love you and you're a silly wicket. Ok, that's it.
Kayla :)
Thanks for the fish,
Aunt Melissa!"

Utilikilts - 2004 Mock-u-mercial Contest Rules
This is the contest that Emily's boyf, Chris, wants Matt and I to help him with. But I don't have access to a video camera, unfortunately. Although, I kind of wish I did. I wonder if ... no, can't think of buying one, too many other things (like, say, a house and a car) to think of first.

I have a crush on the Mini. Stupid thing to have a crush on. But it's so little!

Profile of julieme: ""
Hehehehe. Why do I feel special for immediately remembering who they're talking about?