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Commonplace Book

A lot of bits and bobs, mostly.

thankyouhalfhour:

Nothing makes me doubt my abilities as a Stage Manager like taping out a set.

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padfootdidit:

scarincissies:

scarincissies:

u ever just get pissed off that all the marauders were in gryffindor?? or is that like? just me?

like a lot of times i wish i really wish sirius was in slytherin like the rest of his family and overcame the family name. but lets be real he’s more loyal than ambitious, “I WOULD HAVE DIED”. so like stick him in hufflepuff [can you imagine his mother’s face upon hearing that news?]. put peter and his love of those in power and wanting to rise along side them in slytherin. put remus in ravenclaw for the most obvious reasons okay. and leave james, who tried to hold off the dark lord sans wand to give his wife and child a chance to live, in gryffindor.

suddenly you’ve got someone in each house, a view of each house. like whatever this is probably asking a lot since we’re obviously supposed to demonize slytherin or whatever. bUT i always wanted more house diversity in the group u kno. can u imagine them all sneaking in and out of different house common areas. waking up in the wrong ones like ‘oh shit not again’. ravenclaw and puff house members thinking remus and sirius were the cutest couple yet to realize they were a couple.

               

#oh MAN OKAY LETS DANCE #they make a point to hang out in the slytherin common rooms a lot whenever someone gives peter trouble #mcgonagall has to scold them all for trading common room passwords because #”thats not allowed potter no i dont care if black needed to borrow a book i dont care if he needed to borrow the cure to a disease” #sirius always walks into class with a different colored scarf depending on who he was with last #all of james’ roommates side eye him for the amount of hufflepuff clothes he has lying around because sirius is messy as hell and always ove #the ravenclaws start taking bets on what the weird piece of paper they keep trading back and forth is #the hufflepuff roommates learning to charm their curtains so they dont have to listen to sirius talk into the mirror with james all night #peter is always in the hufflepuff common room because its closest to the kitchen and he and sirius keep staining the couch #whenever hufflepuff plays gryffindor sirius ends up accidentally playing for the wrong team #the ravenclaws all figure out about remus’ condition by third year but they dont say anything because the three seem to have it handled (via themaraudersaredead)

this is the best thing I’ve seen all day

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actorsguild1923:

Above is the original Stage Manager’s script from the 1955 Broadway production of Inherit the Wind

The iconic courtroom drama ran for 806 shows at the National Theatre (now Nederlander) before closing in June of 1957.

The fictional play is based on the unfortunate and very real story of a Tennessee high-school teacher who, in 1925, was put on trial for teaching Darwin’s theory of evolution. 

An equally dramatic and “winded” trailer for the 1960 film adaptation can be seen here.

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unbloom:

escapekit:

The Last Billboard

A 36-foot-long billboard located at the corner of Highland and Baum in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Every month, a different individual is invited to take over the billboard to broadcast personalized messages, which are spelt out using wooden letters that are changed by hand. 

i’m gonna cry

(Source: thelastbillboard.com, via kerfuffleinthecorner)

I swear to every heaven ever imagined,
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare
from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where
he could have a damn Gmail account.
The day after I taught my mother
how to send pictures over Iphone she texted
me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives,
as we record the years first sunrise so
we can remember what beginning feels like when
we are inches away from the trigger.
Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did.
Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day.
Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers
nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account,
and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people
we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes.
This life is spilling over with 85 year olds
rewatching JFK’s assassination and
7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos.
Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like.
No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like
or how grasshoppers procreate.
I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone
and you will continue to scoff and that is okay.
But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed
you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages.

b.e.fitzgerald (Art is a Facebook status about your winter break.)

This.

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How do you tell the director of the crazy-ass show you are working on (which he also wrote) and who is also the artistic director of the theatre, that he is the problem and the reason that the rehearsal process was hell and that everyone is so tired and low-spirited is because he focuses on the negative and puts people down and throwing temper tantrums and won’t stop pointing out tiny mistakes and interfering now that we’re open and generally creates more bad juju than the fact that the play he wrote is basically a screenplay on stage?

I am asking for actual suggestions here, because we just had a whole hour of sharing our feelings and the few times someone tried to tell him outright that he was the problem it went right over his head.

Help?

Stage Managers unite!

ekfmilne:

If you are a Stage Manager reblog this so I can follow you. 

Or stalk you. 

Or both. 

image

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liam-douglas:

These are some photos I took of our library back in september. I stumbled upon them on my work computer.

(via teawood)

Books are special, books are the way we talk to generations that have not turned up yet. The fact that we can actually, essentially communicate with the people in ancient Egypt, people in Rome and Greece, people in ancient Britain, people in New York in the 1920s who can communicate to us and change the way we think, and change the things that we believe.
 
I think that books are special. Books are sacred. And I think that when you are selling books, you have to remember that in all the profits and loss, in all of that, you are treading on sacred ground.

Neil Gaiman: “I’m obviously pissed at Amazon” (via wilwheaton)

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