It was a strange winter break. I had a good time visiting my parents, siblings, and Nate. I performed twice in a town I barely know. It was the second time in the last 11 years that I didn’t return to Milwaukee, WI for the holidays. That kind of took me off-center, but it was weird enough when I passed through in September that I figured a reduction is probably good at this point.
I had a fun romantic fling with someone in Rochester. That was cool. Who knows what that will be if anything, but it’s nice for now. My parents got a new puppy while I was there that was too friggin cute. Tess is a pug-chihuahua mix. I’m split between calling her a pughuahua or a chug. Chug seems to fit her movement style better.
She had a crush on me, and she has the most stereotypically cute puppy whimper language. She’s also smarter than their 2 year old poodle mix, Cody. I watched her piss on one of his rawhide chews after he had hassled and tortured her for a half hour.
Nate is hitting the desperately missing Portland phase of being in Rochester. He’s starting to question a lot of his motives. I just reassured him that he’s loved and missed, and that Portland is still here. I really miss that guy.
I made contact with two of the three improv groups out there. I performed with one of them, the GEVA improv group. Nate is working with Shipping Dock Unleashed. He and I did a great show when I got there. I need to make contact with Nuts and Bolts improv. I think Rochester is going to make a good site to do my ethnographic work on improv because it’s a smaller market with a diversity of different situations, styles, and ensembles.
Jesus, I’ve got a lot to get done before I take off for Amsterdam. It’s tricky balancing my scholarship with my performing life, but I’ll have extra time with the Brody on semi-hiatus while in between spaces. We’ll be doing shows at the IFCC, though. So I’m not going to get all of my time back.
The last six/seven months have really had me feeling out of sorts, confused and doubtful, and I finally feel like I’m back to myself. That’s the best thing about this New Year. I feel like I’m starting fresh and I know who I am again. Fuck yeah.
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There’s also “chig” and “chihughug” to consider.
She looks delightful!