Roots

I originally started this blog with the intent of writing "open letters" to people. Not anyone specific necessarily, but communities, groups, organizations, what have you. I wrote one to New Jersey once. It was amazingly lame.

I'm feeling generally dissatisfied about life recently. I can't really put a finger on it, but I have a good feeling it's because I'm not doing what I want to be doing. I want to be on stage or in front of a camera, or writing a play or a book. That's what I went to school for.  I spent five years learning about Brecht and Stanislovski and Brooks and MacIvor (it was in Canada, after all). I split my focus between queer theatre and semiotics. I got to work with some of the largest queer playwrights and production companies in Canada, and I wrote papers on how eight blocks of wood painted black are all you need to mount "America Hurrah!" because a box is a chair is a throne is a castle is a kingdom is a tyranny.

I miss it. I want to go back to it. I want to memorize lines and freak out when I drop one. I want to go through the long, agonizing hours of a level set and q-2-q and see the finished product. I want the costume fittings and the breathing exercises and the tongue twisters. A hot cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot. She sells sea shells by the sea shore. Lemon face, lion face. Unique New York. Toy boat.

The last show I was in was a modern translation of "The Bacchai" by Colin Teevan. I played Cadmus, the aged King and founder of Thebes, who killed a mighty dragon and sowed its' teeth in the ground, from which the people of Thebes grew. He was a grandfather of Dionysus, god of wine and the theatre.

The first play I did was Shakespeare. I loathe Shakespeare. Mostly because no one ever plays it right. They speak in verse whenever its performed, even at college levels. It's not meant to be spoken in verse! In fact, the only reason I can stand reading or watching any production of Romeo and Juliet is because when I stage managed the show a couple years ago, the director brought everyone together and told us not to take the show seriously. The greatest love story ever told? Hardly! It was two horny teenagers who wanted to bone. Juliet was only fourteen and Romeo was seventeen. HORNY TEENAGERS. That's it!

I'm getting nostalgic.

Enough about you, let's talk about me.

Alright! THIS is what I'm talking about. People of New Jersey, I now give you license to freak out.

And yet, with me barely able to open my door to get out to my car, my boss is expecting me to be ready to be at the office in 45 minutes. Oye. Organizing is a harsh mistress.

So I don't particularly like writing biographies, so I'll go with bullet forms.

• I am a 24 year old gay man who is out to pretty much everyone
• I have brown hair and blue eyes, and I have consistently had a beard since 2004
• I have a degree in drama from a top-ranked Canadian university
• I am a Leo and proudly identify with many of the accompanying characteristics (as well as the flaws)
• The fact that I have two (two!!) followers already astounds me
• I have two brothers and a sister, all younger
• My favorite movie the The Princess Bride, closely followed by Dirty Rotten Scoundrels
• My favorite artist is Andy Warhol, closely followed by daVinci
• My favorite musician is Regina Spektor, closely followed by Lady GaGa and the East Villiage Opera Company
• My favorite book is Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, closely followed by The Logogryph
• My favorite sport to watch is tennis, followed by rugby
• My favorite sport to play is tennis, followed by track and field
• I hate american football with a passion, and basketball players are goddamned divas. Baseball is boring.
• I use twitter, and the people I follow are friends, family, porn stars and the cast of Glee
• I have piercings and tattoos, but not telling you where
• I still watch Saturday morning cartoons
• I don't have a "type" per se, but am generally attracted to older men
• I identify as a "cub", although I have been called an "otter" and a "koala bear". Which confuses me a little.
• Hugh Jackman is the hottest man on earth. This is not something about me, but a concrete fact.
• I refused to wear jeans until I was in university, and for no particular reason.
• I refuse to wear tube socks unless I am wearing boots
• Multi-player online games annoy and intimidate me - gimme Mario for NES and I am a happy boy.
• I hate it when people use the word "boi" and make fun of people who hate the word "moist"
• I have only ever once dressed in drag, and it was as a nun with a penchant for naughty undergarments. On stage, in front of 300 people.
• My name is Evan, I am a mac.

Et voila!