Sunday, May 20, 2007

Just Damn...

I think someone has stolen my identity. As of midnight last night, both of my bank accounts, checking and saving, were cleaned out. To the tune of over $1200. I know, not an enormous amount of money, but all I had. Money I worked for. Money I was going to use to pay June's rent (since I'm laid off for most of the month of June). The ironic thing is I just read an article in the AJC about how high identity theft is in Georgia...I had to jump through hoops today on the phone with my bank, but apparently someone found it incredibly easy to just log in and take all my money..Bank of America doesn't seem to trust the actual account holder, but by God, anybody else can seem to just jump in there and withdraw at will....Not to mention the fact that the Fraud Department really didn't care since it wasn't my credit card or forged checks. I was PROMPTLY told that that was all they dealt with. If anyone has any ideas on how to even begin on how to deal with this, let me know...HUGH SIGH...No round food for me today, I can't afford it...Maybe I should put up a Paypal button on the blog to accept donations to fight BOA...and, I swear to God!..I DID NOT reply to that Nigerian email...

Friday, May 11, 2007

Why I will never leave the Deep South

I'm fairly sure that I will never take up residence anywhere other than the Deep South because of nights like tonight. I gotta, say it's one of those perfect nights here in the ATL. The temperature is around 76 degrees with humidity around 65%. The air is a little thick, but there is a heavy scent of honeysuckle, wisteria, and the new, blooming gardenia I just potted. It reminds me of those nights when I was a little kid in coastal Alabama (well, more the swamp than the coast, but very close) when I would sneak outside on these perfect nights in my nightgown and twirl around and around and around in my nightgown, with the grassflies swirling up around my feet and the fireflies were my very own pyrotechnics. Sometimes there would be heat lightning in the sky. A yankee once told me that there was no such thing as heat lightning, but he's a liar. I've seen it, felt the ions in the perfectly still southern air.

I hope there is heat lightning tonight.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Been long gone for awhile..

I haven't posted in awhile because I've been busier than a possum tripping on mushrooms on the shoulder of I-75...This past Sunday wrapped up Georgia Shakespeare Festival's "Shake at the Lake". If you've never been, go ahead and block out the first week of May on next year's calander. It's a blast. It's free, you can bring in a picnic basket, the cast and company are amazing, and this year, it didn't even rain. Not at all. Not one night. Not a drop. Meaning that this year, my mix console didn't get soaked like it'd been sitting under Old Faithful. Everyone had a great run, and as Tim says "You all kick grass!". But I have to say that this year was by far and away my easiest year ever. And that means mucho gratitude to many people..so...on with the Tony award speech of many thanks...Big hugs, mad props, and uber gratitude to Richard, without you there would be no "GA Shakes"...Tim, it's amazing how you bring the whole thing together each year and inspire everyone around you to succeed in ways we never thought we could...Megan rocks, nuff said...Patrick Micheal Murphy, you are the dream RF tech and made me look good every day. I hope I told that enough. The cast of "Twelth Night" was amazing, even Enstwiler, who made me giggle all day long. The sound designer, Clay is incredible in the way he trusts me to "just do what ya gotta do, and I'm sure it will be great". No one has ever given me that kind of trust and accountability. Walter stepped up to the plate and made my tech so much easier than it could have been. And very importantly, we gotta thank Sound Associates, Inc, and especially Amy for giving me free reign in the shop to pull and build at will. Usually my load in day ends at 2am. This year I was home having dinner at 7.30pm. That's also a testament to the shop guys there, Colin, Leon, and Matthew. You guys rocked my world. End of Tony acceptance speech.

Unfortunately, I didn't think to take any photographs this year. That's too bad, because it was a very pretty event. And when I say "pretty", I don't mean in a precious sense, but in the sense that there is really no other way to say it. Maybe I can pirate some from someone else who was there. If so, I'll post them here.

Well, it's back to my job at the theater factory for now. A week in the sun was nice, but I'm so beat, I feel like Tina Turner after an ass whoopin by Ike...